now playing: satellite soul(album) // by satellite soul... now defunct
first off: CLOSTRIDIUM PERFRINGENS
Disease: Perfringens food poisoning
Source: "Buffet germ" that grows rapidly in large portions of food that cool slowly. It grows in chafing dishes which may not keep food sufficiently hot and in the refrigerator if food is stored in portions too large to cool quickly.
Symptoms (after eating): Onset: 8-24 hours; lasting only a day. Usually mild, but can be serious in ulcer patients, the elderly, ill, or immune-compromised.
Prevention: Keep food hot (above 140 degrees F) or cold (below 40 degrees F). Divide bulk cooked foods into small portions for serving and cooling. Reheat leftovers to at least 165 degrees F. Take special care with poultry, stew, soup, gravy, and casseroles.
Sound like fun to anyone? Huh? Huh? That's what I thought. Pretty sure that's what I had. Blech.
Okay, so I'm putting away my laundry, taking advantage of the night off to reorganize my room a little (yay... an organized desk is the sign of an organized mind, and let me tell you, that explains a lot). As I was hanging up the shirts that I most commonly wear, I realized something tragic. My name is andymack, and I'm the wearer of bummy sweaters. Literally. Dressing for school? Where's that bummy sweater? Dressing for church? Oh, a nice blue bummy sweater. Dressing for hanging out? Pulling out the green bummy sweater. Or the other green... bummy sweater. Going in to work? Throw on uniform, top it off with... yep, gray bummy sweater. Holy cow. It's little wonder that I'm single. Looks like I need a visit from the fashion faerie god-mom. What do you want to bet that she's italian? that's it for now,
------------ andymack
must... avoid... lemon chicken. UGH!
20040331
20040327
hehehe... advice from the Smithy
now playing: space heater. I'm cold. Yep, it's spring, and my feet are cold anyway.
So, last night at work, Dave the LockSmith came through. Yep, master Locksmith. Named dave. Funny guy. (he'd be the Smithy referred to in my title). I think locksmiths probably have a fair deal of time on their hands, either way, this guy was very friendly, and pretty hilarious. From him I received some of the best advice that I've received in the past year. "Man, you gotta stop cutting yourself down. If you let people walk all over ya, let me tell ya, pretty soon it'll be your first, second, and third wives."
Okay, time for bed! goodnight!
insert hidden comment here
So, last night at work, Dave the LockSmith came through. Yep, master Locksmith. Named dave. Funny guy. (he'd be the Smithy referred to in my title). I think locksmiths probably have a fair deal of time on their hands, either way, this guy was very friendly, and pretty hilarious. From him I received some of the best advice that I've received in the past year. "Man, you gotta stop cutting yourself down. If you let people walk all over ya, let me tell ya, pretty soon it'll be your first, second, and third wives."
Okay, time for bed! goodnight!
insert hidden comment here
20040324
why I'll never be part of corporate north america
now playing: ghetto // POD from satellite. Didn't know I was that kind of guy, eh?
So, it was decided tonite that I'll never be a dumb little corporate punk. Why? Well, because. Because I don't like that type. See, I can be pretentious at times, I'm not going to lie to you. But I can't stand self importance like you see in the corporate type. You know, the type who are constantly talking about themselves like they are way more super important than they are? And who are nitpicky about everything. And who think that they're the Senior VP in charge of the axis that the world rotates on? Yeah. I hate that. We had a guy like that through work tonight. I wanted to punch him in the face, but I'm sure there's something in the corporate ethics guide about that (ah yes, the famous "don't punch your superiors in the face" clause). I will NEVER be a corporate yuppie dweeb like that. if I am, you can punch me in the face
So, yeah, work was okay. And life is okay. Lots of papers to write. And stuff to do. Always more stuff. Gotta learn to schedule better. Spring Cometh. Blessed be the Name of the Lord.
for now,_________andymack
+13 celcius RAWKS!
So, it was decided tonite that I'll never be a dumb little corporate punk. Why? Well, because. Because I don't like that type. See, I can be pretentious at times, I'm not going to lie to you. But I can't stand self importance like you see in the corporate type. You know, the type who are constantly talking about themselves like they are way more super important than they are? And who are nitpicky about everything. And who think that they're the Senior VP in charge of the axis that the world rotates on? Yeah. I hate that. We had a guy like that through work tonight. I wanted to punch him in the face, but I'm sure there's something in the corporate ethics guide about that (ah yes, the famous "don't punch your superiors in the face" clause). I will NEVER be a corporate yuppie dweeb like that. if I am, you can punch me in the face
So, yeah, work was okay. And life is okay. Lots of papers to write. And stuff to do. Always more stuff. Gotta learn to schedule better. Spring Cometh. Blessed be the Name of the Lord.
for now,_________andymack
+13 celcius RAWKS!
20040317
a quick note
now playing: valleys fill first // caedmons call
to those who may check this page from time to time, more is to come, guaranteed. for now, contemplate with me the aforementioned song.
prayerfully, for now,
to those who may check this page from time to time, more is to come, guaranteed. for now, contemplate with me the aforementioned song.
prayerfully, for now,
20040314
cold rainy nights
I don't have much time, a little homework calls, but I wanted to say that God is good.
for now,
__________ andymack
somebody sound the helpless romantic alert!
for now,
__________ andymack
somebody sound the helpless romantic alert!
this and that
now playing: Indigo Girls // shame on me
Sometimes I feel so useless. A hundred million things may be going wrong around the family, and all I can do is sit here and contemplate. When all I really want is to kick someone. Someone needs to find my future spouse and warn her: the guy has an insane sense of family, and needs some serious chill pills.
Argh, i'm tired and useless, so I think it's bed time. Keep 'er real folks.
for now,
_______________andymack
Sometimes I feel so useless. A hundred million things may be going wrong around the family, and all I can do is sit here and contemplate. When all I really want is to kick someone. Someone needs to find my future spouse and warn her: the guy has an insane sense of family, and needs some serious chill pills.
Argh, i'm tired and useless, so I think it's bed time. Keep 'er real folks.
for now,
_______________andymack
20040313
he'd consume the english with lightning from his eyes
now playing: american girls // counting crows
Wow, what a night. Got to hang out with a bunch of my favorite people at the BigMacFormal, then afterward at the Coverts. Been precisely four months since V-Day (if victory = freedom, that is), and I have to say, closure is a sweet thing.
What i've really been impressed with through the turmoil of the last 4 months is God's sovereignty in providing us our friends and acquaintances. My friends have provided me with more support and love than i could've ever imagined possible. My challenge to you, oh esteemed reader, is to be like my friends were. i can think of past situations (ie breakups, etc.,) where I didn't provide the kind of support that I've been so overwelmingly blessed by. And that truly is tragic . So let us set our minds today to be good friends and to provide for our friends when they are in need. For, what will you do without support? (little puny scotsman: we'll run, and we'll live!) Ay, run, and you'll live. But, many years from now when you lie dying in your bed, would you not look back and wish to trade every day from this day to that to come back here and stand and say to our enemies "You may take our lives, but you'll never take our freedom!!!!!!!!!!"
So, you'll never guess what justin and I watched. (Hint, read end of previous paragraph). I love Scotland. If I wasn't already of Scottish descent, I'd make a point of marrying a Scottish chick, for sure.
Anyway guys, I'm wiped, and its a weekend of work and youth group, so i probably ought to go. I'm so tired. T. I. R. E. D. Have a good night. Peace!(br) for now,
Hamish: Where you goin? Wallace: To pick a fight. Hamish (aside): at least we didn't get dressed up for nothing.
Wow, what a night. Got to hang out with a bunch of my favorite people at the BigMacFormal, then afterward at the Coverts. Been precisely four months since V-Day (if victory = freedom, that is), and I have to say, closure is a sweet thing.
What i've really been impressed with through the turmoil of the last 4 months is God's sovereignty in providing us our friends and acquaintances. My friends have provided me with more support and love than i could've ever imagined possible. My challenge to you, oh esteemed reader, is to be like my friends were. i can think of past situations (ie breakups, etc.,) where I didn't provide the kind of support that I've been so overwelmingly blessed by. And that truly is tragic . So let us set our minds today to be good friends and to provide for our friends when they are in need. For, what will you do without support? (little puny scotsman: we'll run, and we'll live!) Ay, run, and you'll live. But, many years from now when you lie dying in your bed, would you not look back and wish to trade every day from this day to that to come back here and stand and say to our enemies "You may take our lives, but you'll never take our freedom!!!!!!!!!!"
So, you'll never guess what justin and I watched. (Hint, read end of previous paragraph). I love Scotland. If I wasn't already of Scottish descent, I'd make a point of marrying a Scottish chick, for sure.
Anyway guys, I'm wiped, and its a weekend of work and youth group, so i probably ought to go. I'm so tired. T. I. R. E. D. Have a good night. Peace!(br) for now,
Hamish: Where you goin? Wallace: To pick a fight. Hamish (aside): at least we didn't get dressed up for nothing.
20040312
clarification and sarcasm from my mom
now playing: gone / switchfoot (stupid catchy bands!)
Okay, this is a quick clarification of yesterday's post. This is (insert big word for caused... can't think of it... argh!) by an email received from my mom, who typically is my biggest fan. She said "
Uh---and where would that be? "
I received this email in the middle of a class (revelation to be specific, but whatever), and I have to say, I was maybe a little offended. And then I thought, "maybe she's right, maybe I need to clarify." So, here we are.
The phrase I used that so offended was Now, had i just come up with this on my own, i would almost guarantee that it'd be dumb and misguided. Thankfully, I've never had an original thought in my life. The originator of this thought was none less than one of my favorites amongst the church Fathers, St. Augustine. (An aside for dave hunt (no relation to Caleb), no I don't think that augustine missappropriated Christianity and added greek philosophy to it... he took what was true from Greek philosophy and used it. It was a discerning process. //end tangent). Unfortunately, no matter how hard I looked, I could not find a direct source for the quote (although it is quoted up and down, left and right). That at least beats a "one writes", right? Anyway, Augustine originated the thought. What was his intent? That we do whatever we want? Honestly and sincerely, NO. In fact, not just no, but absolutely not! Paul refutes this idea all through Romans (esp. Rom. 6). What Augustine refers to with this little catchy phrase is the fact that if we order our lives correctly (ie. Love God), then the rest of our priorities will fall into place, hence: do what you please. If loving God is the priority, the central theme in your life, then what pleases you will be that which reflects your love for God. I think it's along the lines of Psalm 37:4. It is inaccurate to twist this passage into "Delight yourself in the Lord, and He'll do whatever you want." That is certainly not true, and is in fact an abhorrent notion. That God would ever submit Himself to doing whatever we wanted on a whim. Rather, as we delight ourselves in the Lord, what He wants becomes what we want. That is, our desires come into line with His will. At that point, the desires of our hearts are fulfilled because they are His will.
anyway, my point in quoting Augustine was not to embrace a pragmatic viewpoint, but rather to point to the fact that if loving God is first priority, then we are being transformed into His image, and the desire of our hearts may at that point very well be an indicator of what His will is.
Anyway, been a long day so far, no doubt it will get longer tho. Big Mac formal coming up. Had to replace a headlight. Got really angry at Peterborough drivers. Other various and sundry events. Keep it real guys, I'll try to do the same.
for now,
yeah... real.
Okay, this is a quick clarification of yesterday's post. This is (insert big word for caused... can't think of it... argh!) by an email received from my mom, who typically is my biggest fan. She said "
Uh---and where would that be? "
I received this email in the middle of a class (revelation to be specific, but whatever), and I have to say, I was maybe a little offended. And then I thought, "maybe she's right, maybe I need to clarify." So, here we are.
The phrase I used that so offended was Now, had i just come up with this on my own, i would almost guarantee that it'd be dumb and misguided. Thankfully, I've never had an original thought in my life. The originator of this thought was none less than one of my favorites amongst the church Fathers, St. Augustine. (An aside for dave hunt (no relation to Caleb), no I don't think that augustine missappropriated Christianity and added greek philosophy to it... he took what was true from Greek philosophy and used it. It was a discerning process. //end tangent). Unfortunately, no matter how hard I looked, I could not find a direct source for the quote (although it is quoted up and down, left and right). That at least beats a "one writes", right? Anyway, Augustine originated the thought. What was his intent? That we do whatever we want? Honestly and sincerely, NO. In fact, not just no, but absolutely not! Paul refutes this idea all through Romans (esp. Rom. 6). What Augustine refers to with this little catchy phrase is the fact that if we order our lives correctly (ie. Love God), then the rest of our priorities will fall into place, hence: do what you please. If loving God is the priority, the central theme in your life, then what pleases you will be that which reflects your love for God. I think it's along the lines of Psalm 37:4. It is inaccurate to twist this passage into "Delight yourself in the Lord, and He'll do whatever you want." That is certainly not true, and is in fact an abhorrent notion. That God would ever submit Himself to doing whatever we wanted on a whim. Rather, as we delight ourselves in the Lord, what He wants becomes what we want. That is, our desires come into line with His will. At that point, the desires of our hearts are fulfilled because they are His will.
anyway, my point in quoting Augustine was not to embrace a pragmatic viewpoint, but rather to point to the fact that if loving God is first priority, then we are being transformed into His image, and the desire of our hearts may at that point very well be an indicator of what His will is.
Anyway, been a long day so far, no doubt it will get longer tho. Big Mac formal coming up. Had to replace a headlight. Got really angry at Peterborough drivers. Other various and sundry events. Keep it real guys, I'll try to do the same.
for now,
yeah... real.
20040311
tunes and coffeeshops
now playing: pirates who don't do anything // relient k
Relient K rocks my face off. They're so incredibly funny. I seem to be going through a bit of a pop/punk revival. Don't know where it's coming from, but it makes me laugh at myself, cause I'm so not punk. Ever stopped and thought to yourself, "self... maybe the reason I'm miserable is that I've never actually just chased one of the dumb ideas that come through my head that might actually work" ? I'm not going to lie to you, I have those moments all the time. To be honest, I wonder if it isn't true: love God, then do what you want. Logically, if one is loving God first, then all desires will fall into line with that. I don't know... I guess I just want to do something crazy but workable.
Okay, so my capability for logical thought is failing, which is a good sign that bed is calling. Peace out guys.
For now, you better Belize it!
ah belize... where wine flows like beer and women flock like skunks
Relient K rocks my face off. They're so incredibly funny. I seem to be going through a bit of a pop/punk revival. Don't know where it's coming from, but it makes me laugh at myself, cause I'm so not punk. Ever stopped and thought to yourself, "self... maybe the reason I'm miserable is that I've never actually just chased one of the dumb ideas that come through my head that might actually work" ? I'm not going to lie to you, I have those moments all the time. To be honest, I wonder if it isn't true: love God, then do what you want. Logically, if one is loving God first, then all desires will fall into line with that. I don't know... I guess I just want to do something crazy but workable.
Okay, so my capability for logical thought is failing, which is a good sign that bed is calling. Peace out guys.
For now, you better Belize it!
ah belize... where wine flows like beer and women flock like skunks
20040309
avast! antivirus software - computer virus, worm and Trojan protection by ALWIL Software
avast! antivirus software - computer virus, worm and Trojan protection by ALWIL Software
Ladies and Gentlemen, straight from somewhere in Eastern Europe, for those of us who just don't like the way norton, symantec, etc., treat us... avast antivirus. Auto updates. Serious live-on-the-fly email protection. Small memory footprint. Gotta love it. Best of all... FREE!!!! yay! Everyone should have good virus protection. Now you can. For free. GET IT NOW. Also, run ad-aware. I hadn't for about 4 months, and sure enough, unbeknownst to me, 70 new spyware objects. And I don't even run any file sharing stuff! Crazy! Anyway, take care of your computer, and it'll love you better.
for now,
Ladies and Gentlemen, straight from somewhere in Eastern Europe, for those of us who just don't like the way norton, symantec, etc., treat us... avast antivirus. Auto updates. Serious live-on-the-fly email protection. Small memory footprint. Gotta love it. Best of all... FREE!!!! yay! Everyone should have good virus protection. Now you can. For free. GET IT NOW. Also, run ad-aware. I hadn't for about 4 months, and sure enough, unbeknownst to me, 70 new spyware objects. And I don't even run any file sharing stuff! Crazy! Anyway, take care of your computer, and it'll love you better.
for now,
still I'm not so sure that I know
now playing: trouble is // jars of clay from who we are instead
Ever felt like you were looking for something, but didn't know where to find it? Such is my day today. I don't have much to say. But, thats where I'm at. May you find what you're looking for.
for now,
Ever felt like you were looking for something, but didn't know where to find it? Such is my day today. I don't have much to say. But, thats where I'm at. May you find what you're looking for.
for now,
20040307
where is my head?
now playing: say the words (remix) // dctalk ~ intermission
wow. What a day. It was like my synapses weren't snapping or something. I did stupid stuff all day today. Like, no matter what went down, whether selling a phone or trying to clean the sales area, I just did dumb stuff. My coworker pretty well laughed at me all day. Me, and
Okay, so it's the easter seal telethon at the mall where I work, and they've got these 2 Petes players signing autographs for people. So, toward the end of the day, one of the guys decides he's gonna wander the mall. As he's wandering, he's chewing on his autograph pen. Now, my coworker and I probably aren't the most athletic, and as is easiest for us "slightly quicker mentally, but not so quick on skates" types, we might have cracked a couple of jokes as we watched him wander (he's probably 6'4", huge... the kind of guy that girls stare at.) Anyway, he decides to look at cell phones, and so, as per company policy, my coworker greets him, and goes over to talk to him. So, they're talking about hockey, and phones, and all the while the guy is chewing on this pen. So, out of nowhere, my coworker says "Are you getting hungry?", obviously referring to the pen chewing. The guy says "Nope", and keeps on talking about whatever he had been talking about. HE TOTALLY MISSED THE JOKE!! Which only confirmed our "muscle bound jock" stereotype. I, being the good natured guy I am, burst out laughing when my coworker uttered the question. But my poor coworker had to keep up the conversation until the guy left. At which point, we looked at each other, I said "Yo, you hungry?" And all he said was... "uh... Duh." And we broke into hysterics. I dunno, maybe you had to be there, but it killed me.
So, i'm a little frustrated that it's snowing and stuff again. THIS IS WHY I HATE MARCH. So extremely inconsistent. ;-) Just kidding!!! I'm being too harsh on the month of March. ;-)
Welp, I got some olde skool DCT playing, and a short little assignment to write, so i'm out. Cause I am down with the one who is known as the Son of the G to the O to the D never done... Peace!
for now,
this has been your surreal moment of the day
wow. What a day. It was like my synapses weren't snapping or something. I did stupid stuff all day today. Like, no matter what went down, whether selling a phone or trying to clean the sales area, I just did dumb stuff. My coworker pretty well laughed at me all day. Me, and
Okay, so it's the easter seal telethon at the mall where I work, and they've got these 2 Petes players signing autographs for people. So, toward the end of the day, one of the guys decides he's gonna wander the mall. As he's wandering, he's chewing on his autograph pen. Now, my coworker and I probably aren't the most athletic, and as is easiest for us "slightly quicker mentally, but not so quick on skates" types, we might have cracked a couple of jokes as we watched him wander (he's probably 6'4", huge... the kind of guy that girls stare at.) Anyway, he decides to look at cell phones, and so, as per company policy, my coworker greets him, and goes over to talk to him. So, they're talking about hockey, and phones, and all the while the guy is chewing on this pen. So, out of nowhere, my coworker says "Are you getting hungry?", obviously referring to the pen chewing. The guy says "Nope", and keeps on talking about whatever he had been talking about. HE TOTALLY MISSED THE JOKE!! Which only confirmed our "muscle bound jock" stereotype. I, being the good natured guy I am, burst out laughing when my coworker uttered the question. But my poor coworker had to keep up the conversation until the guy left. At which point, we looked at each other, I said "Yo, you hungry?" And all he said was... "uh... Duh." And we broke into hysterics. I dunno, maybe you had to be there, but it killed me.
So, i'm a little frustrated that it's snowing and stuff again. THIS IS WHY I HATE MARCH. So extremely inconsistent. ;-) Just kidding!!! I'm being too harsh on the month of March. ;-)
Welp, I got some olde skool DCT playing, and a short little assignment to write, so i'm out. Cause I am down with the one who is known as the Son of the G to the O to the D never done... Peace!
for now,
this has been your surreal moment of the day
20040306
imperial bloggerdom
now playing: the space heater. dang its cold.
Hola mis amigos. Wow, what a flippin' long day. I think I've been home for a total of 40 minutes out of the 16 hours since I left for work first thing this morning. It's been long, but good. Although, i did get quite directionally lost in Trent's library. How bad is it when a man has to have it pointed out to him by a woman that he's headed the wrong way. I blame magnetics. I swear trent has a big electromagnet pointed in there to make guys think that north is south, and vice versa. Well, i fell for it once, but I won't fall for it again. Man, so many books. I can't wait until the Brewery has that many books. It'll rock. (and yes, by the brewery i refer to KLBC ).
Wow, i totally don't have anything relevant to say. So, for now I'll go. But I leave you with the words of Thomas Jefferson:
for now,
_________________ AndyMack
blogging is like resisting the empire in star wars. I don't know how, but I'm sure there's a parallel there somewhere.
Hola mis amigos. Wow, what a flippin' long day. I think I've been home for a total of 40 minutes out of the 16 hours since I left for work first thing this morning. It's been long, but good. Although, i did get quite directionally lost in Trent's library. How bad is it when a man has to have it pointed out to him by a woman that he's headed the wrong way. I blame magnetics. I swear trent has a big electromagnet pointed in there to make guys think that north is south, and vice versa. Well, i fell for it once, but I won't fall for it again. Man, so many books. I can't wait until the Brewery has that many books. It'll rock. (and yes, by the brewery i refer to KLBC ).
Wow, i totally don't have anything relevant to say. So, for now I'll go. But I leave you with the words of Thomas Jefferson:
for now,
_________________ AndyMack
blogging is like resisting the empire in star wars. I don't know how, but I'm sure there's a parallel there somewhere.
20040305
logical consistency
CNN.com - Judge resigns over online racial remarks - Mar. 4, 2004: "'I am not a racist,' he wrote, according to the paper. 'I am a racialist. The difference being I don't discriminate against an individual, but I do recognize the fact that there are a lot of differences between races which I assume from a biological standpoint is caused by difference in DNA. "
Okay, go read this article. Now, I disagree with this guy, but i'm kind of impressed with his logical consistency. This is not something we see by and large today. If someone wants to believe things that contradict in today's world it isn't seen as a problem. This guy started out with a foundational premise that everything is determined by life. I.E. he is a materialist as are most people, at least on the surface. However, he at least took his premise to it's logical conclusion. IF people are merely genetically determined, then why couldn't there be certain racial tendencies based on biology? All I'm pointing out is that this guy was consistent. And, for following the law of non-contradiction, and having dumb premises, he gets the ax. While I completely and totally disagree with his conclusions and his premises, I have to say, I do applaud him for consistency. The coherence theory of truth states that a statement is only true as far as it is coherent with the system it comes from. If this is true, then few of us can claim to actually believe truth, because few of us have logically consistent belief systems.
Conclusion: make the guy retire. He's wrong. WRONG, I say... wrong. However, take a challenge from this. How can we make our thought processes logically consistent? If we honestly tried to, I think we'd realize that a lot of what we believe is... well, to quote a cartoon... *musically* dumb dumb dumb dumb dumb. Keep it real.
for now,
_______________ andymack
Okay, go read this article. Now, I disagree with this guy, but i'm kind of impressed with his logical consistency. This is not something we see by and large today. If someone wants to believe things that contradict in today's world it isn't seen as a problem. This guy started out with a foundational premise that everything is determined by life. I.E. he is a materialist as are most people, at least on the surface. However, he at least took his premise to it's logical conclusion. IF people are merely genetically determined, then why couldn't there be certain racial tendencies based on biology? All I'm pointing out is that this guy was consistent. And, for following the law of non-contradiction, and having dumb premises, he gets the ax. While I completely and totally disagree with his conclusions and his premises, I have to say, I do applaud him for consistency. The coherence theory of truth states that a statement is only true as far as it is coherent with the system it comes from. If this is true, then few of us can claim to actually believe truth, because few of us have logically consistent belief systems.
Conclusion: make the guy retire. He's wrong. WRONG, I say... wrong. However, take a challenge from this. How can we make our thought processes logically consistent? If we honestly tried to, I think we'd realize that a lot of what we believe is... well, to quote a cartoon... *musically* dumb dumb dumb dumb dumb. Keep it real.
for now,
_______________ andymack
cancelled show, venison, and SCO (yep, my title rhymes)
now playing: there's a stirring. cc from my calm // your storm. i think
Wow, I love the now playing line. It totally reminds me to load up my mp3 player when it's not playing. Very useful. It helps that I seldom get tired of my mp3 collection too. (yes, by Canadian law, legal, and even in the states, I own well over 2/3 of my music). Anyway, I digress.
Mr. Arnold didn't feel like he could go ahead with it, so we're not on. That being said... as far as music goes, if I were to describe where I'm at as far as that goes, I'd probably concur with what Micheal Johnston of the Smalltown Poets once said: If any one word could sum it up, it'd be anticipation. Hopefully some stuff will come together over the next little while that could make this whole music thing a lot of fun.
Yep. Venison. Steak to be exact. Brought to me by my good friend Dan. i've never had venison steak before, in fact, the only time I've eaten meat that someone killed was when I got to eat moose in a lasagna. So, this is a new experience for me. But I must say, it rocks most extremely. The only way it'd be better would be if I shot it myself. :-)
I have to say that lately, my interest has been quite captivated by the SCO case. For those who don't know, SCO is a company that bought Unix System V from Novell, who bought it from AT&T. SCO is now claiming that IBM and other companies who helped with the development of LINUX technically were giving away code that according to their UNIX SYS V licensing agreements belonged to Novell, which means that SCO's intellectual property is being infringed upon by EVERYONE WHO EVER USED LINUX. And so, they're suing. First, they sued IBM. Then they sued Novell (who has lines from the purchase contract that basically allow them to say "naw, SCO can't say that" with regard to copyright stuff). Now, they're suing Daimler/Chrysler and autoparts distributer AutoZone for infringinement. Now, I know that seems like a bunch of mumbo-jumbo, but I gotta tell you guys, from everything I've seen and read, the consensus by and large is that this is possibly the most groundless case ever launched in the courts (with the exception of that Mickey D's made me fat case). It's pretty neat to watch the technical side of the case develop. This is probably boringer than anything for most of you, but on the off chance that someone is curious, groklaw.net is a community of open source (of which Linux is a subset) supporters who are legally savvy, and logging their findings with regard to the case. Definitely interesting stuff.
Okay, I've got youth group to plan for, and sleep to catch. Busy weekend ahead. Keep it real, y'all.
for now
_______________ andymack
insert witticism here
Wow, I love the now playing line. It totally reminds me to load up my mp3 player when it's not playing. Very useful. It helps that I seldom get tired of my mp3 collection too. (yes, by Canadian law, legal, and even in the states, I own well over 2/3 of my music). Anyway, I digress.
Mr. Arnold didn't feel like he could go ahead with it, so we're not on. That being said... as far as music goes, if I were to describe where I'm at as far as that goes, I'd probably concur with what Micheal Johnston of the Smalltown Poets once said: If any one word could sum it up, it'd be anticipation. Hopefully some stuff will come together over the next little while that could make this whole music thing a lot of fun.
Yep. Venison. Steak to be exact. Brought to me by my good friend Dan. i've never had venison steak before, in fact, the only time I've eaten meat that someone killed was when I got to eat moose in a lasagna. So, this is a new experience for me. But I must say, it rocks most extremely. The only way it'd be better would be if I shot it myself. :-)
I have to say that lately, my interest has been quite captivated by the SCO case. For those who don't know, SCO is a company that bought Unix System V from Novell, who bought it from AT&T. SCO is now claiming that IBM and other companies who helped with the development of LINUX technically were giving away code that according to their UNIX SYS V licensing agreements belonged to Novell, which means that SCO's intellectual property is being infringed upon by EVERYONE WHO EVER USED LINUX. And so, they're suing. First, they sued IBM. Then they sued Novell (who has lines from the purchase contract that basically allow them to say "naw, SCO can't say that" with regard to copyright stuff). Now, they're suing Daimler/Chrysler and autoparts distributer AutoZone for infringinement. Now, I know that seems like a bunch of mumbo-jumbo, but I gotta tell you guys, from everything I've seen and read, the consensus by and large is that this is possibly the most groundless case ever launched in the courts (with the exception of that Mickey D's made me fat case). It's pretty neat to watch the technical side of the case develop. This is probably boringer than anything for most of you, but on the off chance that someone is curious, groklaw.net is a community of open source (of which Linux is a subset) supporters who are legally savvy, and logging their findings with regard to the case. Definitely interesting stuff.
Okay, I've got youth group to plan for, and sleep to catch. Busy weekend ahead. Keep it real, y'all.
for now
_______________ andymack
insert witticism here
20040304
what, is this the day to not blog?
now playing: ballad of san francisco // dwebb on LLOL
Okay, so I know this may sound pathetic, but I logged onto my internet account, launched a microsloth product, and started surfing my favorite blogs. I have to confess, I was pretty bummed to find that only ONE of the 5 or 6 that I read everyday had been updated. It makes little sense, but somehow, I enjoy this. Funny enough, I was planning on skipping today too... I have a paper to write like a.s.a.yesterday. Oh well. It can wait a couple minutes while I write this. Not really that much to tell you about, but I do have a couple of web sites to recommend:
the shotgun rules Most of us are college students. Most of us bum rides. Now, the definitive work on calling shotgun. Read it. Know it. Live by it.
breedlove guitars These guys caused me to get my first ever parking ticket. See, I was going into musicland (which I hate, cause they never have anything good. Ever). And, there was no parking that was "legal". But, since i was only going to be in there for a minute, reconfirming that they had nothing good, I figured... "what the heck? i won't get a ticket". So, i go in, and the owner asks "can I help you find anything?" So, I figure... I'll give 'em a shot. I tell him what I'm looking for, price point and all, and he goes... yeah, we have an alvarez for 750 that is kinda like that. I play it, I see it, it's crap. So, I'm getting ready to leave (time in store... 1.5 min), and he says: "Have you ever played a breedlove? I forgot all about this one..." And pulls down the most unbelievable looking guitar ever. I says to myself, if it plays as beautiful as it looks, then it's going to be awesome. And he hands it to me. And there were a couple of key things I noticed as I played it. A) Volume. For a concert sized body (slightly smaller than a dreadnaught, preferred by clapton, and myself) it was LOUD. B) Action: wow, it was mint. Like, taylor mint. C) Finish / Woods: Again, wow... mint. D) tone: my current guitar is a little on the treble-y side of balanced. This guitar is perfectly where I would want it. E) Electronics. Yep. Fishman. Classic IV. Can't beat a fishman. I firmly believe in their products. They tend to be pretty hot as far as signal level. I remember one time plugging in after a guy with some generic active pickup set up, and feeding back the whole system. Fishman rocks the hizz-ouse. So, I may be a little star struck by this guitar, but man... wow. great looking, plays amazingly, worth keeping for the rest of my life. We'll have to see. Oh right... the story. Anyway, i play the guitar for a while, and think to myself, wow... this is great. I talk to them about where the brand is from, woods, upkeep, etc... everything sounds great. They're trying to push an immediate sale, I'm like... no deal raj. Anyway, I finally say "well, I might be back in a few weeks", and walk to the door (time in store: 30 min). And as I open the door So I rush to my car, and sure enough, AndyMack got his first parking ticket. and now you know... the rest of the story.
Anyway guys, that paper calls. Keep it real.
For now,
___________________________ AndyMack
fine and dandy... must be andy... andymack
Okay, so I know this may sound pathetic, but I logged onto my internet account, launched a microsloth product, and started surfing my favorite blogs. I have to confess, I was pretty bummed to find that only ONE of the 5 or 6 that I read everyday had been updated. It makes little sense, but somehow, I enjoy this. Funny enough, I was planning on skipping today too... I have a paper to write like a.s.a.yesterday. Oh well. It can wait a couple minutes while I write this. Not really that much to tell you about, but I do have a couple of web sites to recommend:
the shotgun rules Most of us are college students. Most of us bum rides. Now, the definitive work on calling shotgun. Read it. Know it. Live by it.
breedlove guitars These guys caused me to get my first ever parking ticket. See, I was going into musicland (which I hate, cause they never have anything good. Ever). And, there was no parking that was "legal". But, since i was only going to be in there for a minute, reconfirming that they had nothing good, I figured... "what the heck? i won't get a ticket". So, i go in, and the owner asks "can I help you find anything?" So, I figure... I'll give 'em a shot. I tell him what I'm looking for, price point and all, and he goes... yeah, we have an alvarez for 750 that is kinda like that. I play it, I see it, it's crap. So, I'm getting ready to leave (time in store... 1.5 min), and he says: "Have you ever played a breedlove? I forgot all about this one..." And pulls down the most unbelievable looking guitar ever. I says to myself, if it plays as beautiful as it looks, then it's going to be awesome. And he hands it to me. And there were a couple of key things I noticed as I played it. A) Volume. For a concert sized body (slightly smaller than a dreadnaught, preferred by clapton, and myself) it was LOUD. B) Action: wow, it was mint. Like, taylor mint. C) Finish / Woods: Again, wow... mint. D) tone: my current guitar is a little on the treble-y side of balanced. This guitar is perfectly where I would want it. E) Electronics. Yep. Fishman. Classic IV. Can't beat a fishman. I firmly believe in their products. They tend to be pretty hot as far as signal level. I remember one time plugging in after a guy with some generic active pickup set up, and feeding back the whole system. Fishman rocks the hizz-ouse. So, I may be a little star struck by this guitar, but man... wow. great looking, plays amazingly, worth keeping for the rest of my life. We'll have to see. Oh right... the story. Anyway, i play the guitar for a while, and think to myself, wow... this is great. I talk to them about where the brand is from, woods, upkeep, etc... everything sounds great. They're trying to push an immediate sale, I'm like... no deal raj. Anyway, I finally say "well, I might be back in a few weeks", and walk to the door (time in store: 30 min). And as I open the door So I rush to my car, and sure enough, AndyMack got his first parking ticket. and now you know... the rest of the story.
Anyway guys, that paper calls. Keep it real.
For now,
___________________________ AndyMack
fine and dandy... must be andy... andymack
20040303
sandals. yep.
now playing: love song for a saviour // jars from self titled
You know it... what a day. I got to pull out the ol' flip flops. So comfortable. It was almost warm enough to pull it off too. If I was a little tougher, or a little less puerto rican, I'd be able to do it. (Clarification, I really have struggled with the cold since returning from Puerto Rico. I know I'm not officially, genetically, or legally Puerto Rican, but if you grow up in a place, it's bound to impact your life). Anyway, Now if I could only get my hands on a pair of Reef Brazil sandals.
Today was a long day. Some days, some classes just take everything out of me. Today was one of those days. I just feel like falling asleep. Maybe I ought to. Naw, too much work to do. That being said, i'll get to it. I'm excited tho... neat stuff happening. Stay tuned.
ooh... subterfuge... skitch, your girlfriend just walked in.
You know it... what a day. I got to pull out the ol' flip flops. So comfortable. It was almost warm enough to pull it off too. If I was a little tougher, or a little less puerto rican, I'd be able to do it. (Clarification, I really have struggled with the cold since returning from Puerto Rico. I know I'm not officially, genetically, or legally Puerto Rican, but if you grow up in a place, it's bound to impact your life). Anyway, Now if I could only get my hands on a pair of Reef Brazil sandals.
Today was a long day. Some days, some classes just take everything out of me. Today was one of those days. I just feel like falling asleep. Maybe I ought to. Naw, too much work to do. That being said, i'll get to it. I'm excited tho... neat stuff happening. Stay tuned.
ooh... subterfuge... skitch, your girlfriend just walked in.
20040302
whitewashed walls
hey guys. This is a little out of the ordinary, I'm having a bit of a melancholy night, and I'm playing through some old songs. I thought I'd share one with you, at least the lyrics of it. It's a song I wrote in... shoot, the summer of 2000, just under 4 years ago. Life was simpler then. But, the same issues tended to plague. And that's where this song came from.
so, that's kinda what's on my mind. Take from it what you will.
so, that's kinda what's on my mind. Take from it what you will.
first bike ride of spring... or... wow, it's wet out there
now playing: hands of the potter (radio mix) // cc.. yep, shesa bootleg
Hey guys. Well, today has been a good day so far. Although, it's had its moments. (And for homestar fans: if it's supposed to be possessive it's just i t s, if it's supposed to be a contraction, it's i t apostraphe s... scalawag). I got it right in the preceding sentence. Gotta confess, I hate akward moments, and wish I could avoid them altogether, but sometimes some good comes out of them. One of those akward moments got me really down today. But then, I got to drive home, and as I pulled in I thought: I'm old, out of shape, and completely a bum. And now I drive, so I get absolutely NO exercise, time to pull out the bike. So, I up and went for a bike ride, which served dual purposes: expressing agression, and getting a little bit of a work out. Didn't make it too far (because I really am that out of shape. Wait, out of shape assumes I was ever in shape. Which I haven't really been. One day though). When I got home, I realized that... hey, it's still spring. The world is beautiful, we're starting to see grass again, work is going good, and the Spirit is at work in my heart. What a wonderful time to be alive. So, my outlook is much rosier now.
I open for Andrew Arnold this tuesday (March 9th) at the grassroots cafe (corner of Hunter and Alymer). We'd love it if you all would come and help us pack out the place. Tip your waiters ;-) Check it out. Anyway, i'm out.
sure beats a pile of snow
Hey guys. Well, today has been a good day so far. Although, it's had its moments. (And for homestar fans: if it's supposed to be possessive it's just i t s, if it's supposed to be a contraction, it's i t apostraphe s... scalawag). I got it right in the preceding sentence. Gotta confess, I hate akward moments, and wish I could avoid them altogether, but sometimes some good comes out of them. One of those akward moments got me really down today. But then, I got to drive home, and as I pulled in I thought: I'm old, out of shape, and completely a bum. And now I drive, so I get absolutely NO exercise, time to pull out the bike. So, I up and went for a bike ride, which served dual purposes: expressing agression, and getting a little bit of a work out. Didn't make it too far (because I really am that out of shape. Wait, out of shape assumes I was ever in shape. Which I haven't really been. One day though). When I got home, I realized that... hey, it's still spring. The world is beautiful, we're starting to see grass again, work is going good, and the Spirit is at work in my heart. What a wonderful time to be alive. So, my outlook is much rosier now.
I open for Andrew Arnold this tuesday (March 9th) at the grassroots cafe (corner of Hunter and Alymer). We'd love it if you all would come and help us pack out the place. Tip your waiters ;-) Check it out. Anyway, i'm out.
sure beats a pile of snow
20040301
spring, and lotteries
now playing: sea of no cares // great big sea
Hey guys. It's been a couple of days, my bad. Getting lazy in my old age I guess. Either that, or my car is my new best friend, and the blog falls to the wayside. The car doth treat me well,
I was driving home tonight, and I fell in love with this city again. Something about rain, and warmth, and just... man, i love it. As an M.K., it's hard to know where home is. Is home Puerto Rico? Is home where my parents are? It's maybe a little illogical, but I have so many good memories of this city, and of friends in this city, and of different events that mark growing up in this city that I think I've found the place that I can call home.
Lotteries. Dumb. But, it's that time of year. The time of year for the one lottery I played. Know which one it is? That's right... it's roll up the rim time! Gotta love it! I'm gonna win me a plasma tv. Or something. They keep you coming back on the chance that you just might win. Darned lottery. Remember everybody: gambling can be an addiction. Play roll up the rim wisely ;-).
I'm out for now. Homework to do. Righ...tuh. keep 'er real.
wow. what a great day.
Hey guys. It's been a couple of days, my bad. Getting lazy in my old age I guess. Either that, or my car is my new best friend, and the blog falls to the wayside. The car doth treat me well,
I was driving home tonight, and I fell in love with this city again. Something about rain, and warmth, and just... man, i love it. As an M.K., it's hard to know where home is. Is home Puerto Rico? Is home where my parents are? It's maybe a little illogical, but I have so many good memories of this city, and of friends in this city, and of different events that mark growing up in this city that I think I've found the place that I can call home.
Lotteries. Dumb. But, it's that time of year. The time of year for the one lottery I played. Know which one it is? That's right... it's roll up the rim time! Gotta love it! I'm gonna win me a plasma tv. Or something. They keep you coming back on the chance that you just might win. Darned lottery. Remember everybody: gambling can be an addiction. Play roll up the rim wisely ;-).
I'm out for now. Homework to do. Righ...tuh. keep 'er real.
wow. what a great day.
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