April 29th, 2003

Silky Smooth; PDE

Crass Materialism

What do I ever post about? Stuff I want to buy.

After some consultation with my friendly neighborhood camera expert/salesmensch (on probably the longest cellular call I've made outside my free nights/weekends), I think I've decided on the Nikon Coolpix 2500, which I've found for as low as $179 after Manufacturer's Rebate. But since I know the guy who did the art for the rebate promotion, he's going to see what his price for the camera is and get back to me. My second choice is the Exilim that my friend has. Soooo tiny. But then, I haven't done tons of shopping. I have seen the Exilim in action, and it's so tiny and light and versatile; can't really complain. You can buy a better camera for the price, but one so tiny?

While I'm still buzzing about this apartment that I'm supposed to finally get to see today, I'm also watching DVD Recorder/ReWriteable prices (as well as the media cost). I was thinking about getting one, but I might wait till the discs get at least to the dollar-a-disc point the way it did for CDRs ever so long ago.

I need to sneak into work to look at my paycheck for the end of the month to see what it finally came to with commission and then after taxes. Because I also need to buy new clothes today. Crap, and I have dozens of pounds of laundry to do, too, don't I? Dammit.
  • Current Music
    Fishbone - One Day

The Big Stuff

In reading Clifton Fadiman's 1946 introduction to Ambrose Bierce's Can Such Things Be?, I came across his depiction of Bierce's sense that death was in the end, the greatest joke. As he puts it, Bierce had, in his infinite misanthropism, no cogent way to mock mankind's smug, bovine ignorance of the joke of his everyday life and so resorted to the next plane; thus leading to Bierce's interest (though most certainly not belief) in the supernatural.

I don't necessarily agree with the idea that death's a joke, but I do agree that death's not entirely a bad thing. Many people (no, I'm not picking on you in particular or anyone at all, silly) have an almost phobic association with anything to do with death, but I think it's unwarranted. Death is just another thing. But that doesn't mean that because I don't hold it as hallowed and feared that it's cool to just go around killing this and that. A wise man once said that it was foolish to go about dealing death if one did not have equal power to grant life. Wait, it was Gandalf that said that, wasn't it? Oh, dear.

The coolest thing about Vermont is that there are no billboards. You don't notice it until you get to the New York border, and all the billboards are almost lined up, eyeing the invisible border that prevents their total saturation of the countryside. Well, it's not that dramatic, but you definitely notice the difference if you're looking for it when you leave the state, especially on Rte. 9 out of Bennington.

But in the interim, I've almost become obsessed with seeing From Dusk Til Dawn III, which supposedly deals somewhat with what happened to Ambrose Bierce after he disappeared in Mexico in 1913. If I do become famous, I think that 'disappearance' is the way I will choose to go. To up and walk away; will it even be possible in the world of 50 years hence?
  • Current Music
    Killing Joke - Love Like Blood

Whisk Away Your Worries

By now, it's no secret that if I ever get this damned apartment, I want to paint the walls to look like Strong Bad's basement. What I just thought about in the shower was how cool it would be to find a cheap, gutted arcade cabinet and set up my old Compaq in there so that it runs the Trogdor game pretty much exclusively. While this would mean I'd have to go back to having only one monitor for my computer (when I say gutted, I mean gutted), I think it would be worth it to Strong Bad-ify my living space. How many hip bachelor pads does a dude really get before it's time to settle down and seriously consider taupe? Blech.

Whatcha gonna do when the novelty is gone?
  • Current Music
    images dot google, but i still love alta vista, swear