We moved our machines over to the new network provider today (relieved sigh while holding the back of our hand to our respective forehead). Thanks Onvoy! We can only hope our new ISP can reach the high levels of suckness that you have.

We bought a new (well, used new...kinda new, but not 2001...so not new, but nice) truck today. The old one lay wimpering in the street, gas leaking from it's belly like a festering wound. I bought that truck over 8 years ago, and it has been nothing but good to me. Strange how you can get attached to things, and how it can be sad to see them go. I watched Tony drive it away down the ally, and it felt in a weird way like I had lost something important...

I never could throw anything away. I have a closet full of old motherboards and fried hardrives that will eventually provoke Tam to lash out at me, and bash me in the head with an old mac x2 speed cdrom drive.

Gleamed from Mr. Kottke, I added searching to bitterpill. Mainly because I kept forgetting the url for the Oak Street Cinema, and could never find the link on the site...but Atomz.search is very very cool.

Is it me, or is the web becoming more and more like FOX every day?

And so I sit here on hold with Qwest trying to resolve some DSL issues...a nice crick in my neck from cradling the phone, and bad musac versions of Chuck Mangione songs numbing my senses.

I imagine they keep you on hold for so long, while seeping musac into your subconscious, so by the time you talk to an actual person your senses are dulled and your brain is so numbed by bad and eerily soothing music that you can't hardly speak, none the less yell at them for their horrible service.

A google search for "bitter pill" resulted:

... bitter pill. Sunday, January 21, 2001 1/21/2001 04:04:09
PM - The roar of the masses may be farts. ...
www.bitterpill.org/ - 21k - Cached - Similar pages

Could you really ask for more?

I was born a Catholic (baptized as one at least). I spent many a Christian holiday in some sort of mas or another. Nothing like a good Palm Sunday to suck up a few good hours. My mother decided about ten years into my life that we would become Lutherans (seeing as most of our neighbors were Lutheran, why not), and we spend the next year or so going to the Lutheran church on our periodic holiday visits. We eventually stopped our church going all together...whew...

As I have become older, I have gained a perspective toward organized religion that most would describe as distasteful and loathsome.

BART: Dad, what religion are we?

HOMER: It's the one with all the good meaning rules that never work out in real life (pause) Christianity.

Could it be possible that the Universe is just empty space and particles expanding into infinity? Possibly? Probably.

Embrace the void...

ack...sphft...eek...plphhft...

Tam and I went to see (please hold your disparaging email until the end of this thread) The Mexican this week. "What the hell was he thinking?", you may ask. To be frank, I don't know. We all have moments of weakness. When you have seen all the movies out there that you wanted to see, and the selection of new movies is small and undesirable, you sometimes make choices you regret...for a long long time. It's worse when you drag someone else with you. "It can't be that bad", I assured her. Well it can, and it was. What I realized after it was all over, and I had had a few days to workshop my anger in group, was that I only have myself to blame. Sorry Tamara, I owe you one.

Some might say I am single minded in focus. When I was a kid I would sit in front of the TV entranced. My mom would call us to dinner, but I would not hear a word. I would eventually slip out of my TV coma to see my sister yelling at me from the living room entrance, her face red with frustration and screaming at me with phrases like, "You stupid moron, come to dinner".

This morning my girlfriend yelled up the stairs at me to come down to breakfast. I think the phrase was,"Clickety McClack, get off the computer and come down to breakfast". It would seem the TV baby has matured to adulthood...

I am in a funky funk today. I woke up feeling crappy, and I have since spent the last two hours slipping into a stank ass funk. Just a big pile of self loathing and self pitty. Don't you wish you could hang out with me today?

ahhh...welcome back old friend

Saw Caveman's Valentine last night. Samuel L. Jackson's performance was inspiring.
Peter Stuyvesant and portrait...
Photo, detail of top of tower

"I'll slap ya, and you'll take it and like it..."

"Imaginative work...is like a spider's web, attached ever so lightly perhaps, but still attached to life at all four corners.... But when the web is pulled askew, hooked up at the edge, torn in the middle, one remembers that these webs are not spun in midair by incorporeal creatures, but are the work of suffering, human beings, and are attached to the grossly material things, like health and money and the houses we live in." - Virginia Woolf

"George and Martha who tolerate, which is intolerable."

Shouldn't I really own this domain?

And we dip our toes into the style sheet pool...baby steps Mark, baby steps.

re 3/1/2001 09:24:15 PM: I ran the first roll of film today, just a test to make sure everything is in working order...woo-hoo!!!

Milk Sucks?

I watched The Last Picture Show this weekend. A fantastic film.

On a side note: I don't know why it is, but I dislike Cybill Shepherd. She was fine in this movie, but all in all I really just despise her. There were some interviews and commentary on the DVD, and when she came on screen I just winced. Will I ever work through the pain?

re: 3/2/2001 04:26:15 PM. A friend (who, by the way, always has new functionality ideas for every web development thingy I come up with. Of course, his ideas always make them better, but I wish just once I could satisfy him the first time out.) mentioned that I should turn the comment reader into a bookmarklet, so here it is: waz under.

Just add the bookmarklet to your bookmarks, and from any page you are visiting you will be able to read its comments.

See what hides beneath

I need to take minute to talk about West Side Story. Most people I know do not like this film, and they tend to call me a bit of a fancy pants for liking it, but I really need to say, "screw all of you!". This is one of my favorite movies, and if you haven't seen it you should. I know, it is a musical, and there's dancing and or prancing.

I think a part of the reason I like this movie is because my mom would always make us sit down and watch classic films when they showed on tv. I always complained, and urged her to let me do something else instead, but after the first few minutes I was usually sucked in. West Side Story is probably the most memorable of these movies for me. We talked for a while after the movie about Romeo and Juliet and about Leonard Bernstein and how she was unable to see the play on Broadway for some reason or another...

It is because of her that I have an appreciation for film, and of course fancy pants...

I have decided to remove the "text version" link from bitterpill today. As a friend so eloquently pointed out, "text version, I thought this was the text version". And as I despise redundancy, I am forced to remove the "alternate" text version from the site. This will be a huge blow to all the lynx users out there.

I bought a new toy today. I haven't been this excited about anything in a long while (Except maybe Lord of the Rings...Ben?...anyone?).

Bolex RX5

On a side note: I don't think I ever type the domain for the The Internet Movie Database right the first time...is it inmd.com...no imvd.com...no...Seems I am a huge spaz.