so, i just got back after heading off to the weekly technotribe event. paris spun a great house set, and then afterwards, i spotted some people praciticing some break dancing, and got one of them, to show me going through a six step. i did it three times and i think i have it now. the one i was shown was more like this version than the necko one

i think i’m going to start blogging people i’ve met since i have such trouble with names. then i just need a more effective search engine. hmm, time to split up blog / journal /todo / bookmarks / notes? – big mike (whom i keep forgetting), daniel (like webster) who goes to lmu and does graphic design, does “the box,” martin (undecided), philip (environmental studies grad student), and yasmine ( 3 german cats), and the breakers, stee-lo, ki-li, and juliet (took a year off, going to smc next year), who showed me the sixstep.

i asked her if her parents were romeo & juliet fans, and it turns out they were fans of the movie. i couldn’t recall the director’s name at the time, but what i was thinking of was to ask if it was the zeffirelli version, which is what i’m assuming it was. now she said though that her parents loved the movie but that there was a sorta sequel made with the same actors, and that the name of the juliet character was also juliet, which piqued my movie trivia curiousity, so i did a search, but came up with nada.

part 3 of my procrastination series.

i’ve been using aim some since aol has shut down the jabber relay, and after messing w/ the client some (getting rid of the ads for one things), i do have to admit that it has some neat features and seems better assembled / way better written than icq. the text settings export, text config files, and buddy icons are slick. however, some weaknesses: can’t create aliases for buddy names, no msg delivery when a user is offline, weak presence settings, and (most importantly for me) no message archiving / history. this really makes im useless as an actual useful tool. now, admittedly, having logs of yak back to 1997 is excessive, but there’s just too much useful info that i want to look up even in passing conversation. names, numbers, urls, etc. the best ideas come up when one’s passing the breeze. if only aol would play ball with an open messaging standard, i wouldn’t have to juggle between client features and the services that my friends use… or at least allow icq and aim to interact (hey if jabber can add relays, why can’t aim and icq?)… looks like i’ll be sticking to clunky chunky icq as my primary tool for now though.

so, one of my random roommates this year, dan rose, while seemingly a decent guy, is someone who i will be glad to not be living with anymore. while definitely not my worst roommate experience (that would be my freshman year), dan definitely has some strikes going against him. among them is his habit of letting the trash pile up for a week or two after it’s full when it’s his turn to take it out (causing a stink again in the kitchen right now in fact), dumping food in the sink and leaving it (and we do have a trash disposal), never cleaning up after himself foodwise, whether it’s grease on the stove or amazing amounts of crumbs on the table and the floor, and most recently, not having bought toilet paper for the past 3 days (of course i reminded him before the last of the rolls i bought ran out, but despite saying he would 3 times, he has yet to get any). that’s just so messed up. (yeah yeah, more than you wanted to know. don’t worry, i got an interim roll from a friend for myself – i don’t even want to know what he’s been doing)


Yet the equivocal image has come amid often astonishing techniques, the internationalization of communication, and the virtualization of photographic representation as a subset of computer rendering where algorithmic images signify an epistemological realm that zigzags between dopey electronic ontology and sweeping ersatz immutablity.

just an example of the meaningless drivel i have to wade through. i mean seriously, this sentence doesn’t say anything. well, it says, in plain english: the ambiguous image hovers between a strange virtual existence and a fake sort of constancy. of course, in the case of art history and critical theory, it just says that most authors just like to hear themselves speak … or write (ie, why use a big word when a monosyllabic diminutive will suffice). this sentence btw, is from instability and dispersion by timothy druckrey. critical theory qua verbal diarrhea. or fancy words qua haughtier than thou intelligence

the title is a reference either to barthes or uncertainty theory