Kaki King - Playing With Pink Noise (Live)

Heard Kaki (like Khaki) on NPR last night.

Dang.

Des

The Meter is Running (A Spotlight on Fox News)

The best line is from Mr. O'Reilly . . . "Bush is doing justwhat Jesus would have done."

Yes . . . I'm aware that I just published a post on taking things out of context . . . and I understand that these are a bunch of snippets of things taken out of context. I wouldn't use this as a source of political information.

It's still quite funny.

context

found this today.

I hate when things are taken out of context.

follow me on twitter

What is twitter you ask?

Think of it like the Facebook "status" message on some crazy, expensive mind-altering substances.

I guess it's a little geeky . . . but you have 140 characters to express whatever sentiment you may choose to. Some of mine are on the right of this page . . . . you can twitter about something your doing, thinking, or involving any other random activity.

But it's at least interesting so far . . . I've only been doing it for a few days.

Follow me.

Des

Eureka

About 7 months ago I was in Atlanta for some meetings.  Of course, being a technophile . . . I travel packing a considerable amount of gadgets: my weapons of choice, if you will.  Of course, I also love when I come across amazing deals on technology too . . . like the time that I found a Linksys Travel router online for $12.

Here's what it looks like.

Naturally, my need to be connected drove me to bring this router of mine to Atlanta with me just in case I couldn't hit a wireless internet access point.  If there was a port in the wall, I can make my own wireless.

It worked flawlessly as usual.

Unfortunately, it was a few days later when I gave in to the harsh realization that I had left this prized piece of networking technology in the big crapple (sorry, I know it's not that bad - I'm just not a fan).

Reality is a cruel, cruel mistress.

Especially when she's wrong.

Tonight, while looking for something else incidentally (I lose stuff) . . . buried in a box in our closet I came across the long lost router - sitting there so lonely and ready to "packet" all in (networking joke). It's like being reunited with a long lost friend . . . that's about 5 inches tall and has the ability to transmit and receive radio frequencies.

Oh happy day.

Des

Christians are Nuisances Too

If you know me, it's no secret that I find several of my neighbors to be nuisances . . . completely because of noise and the inconsideration they show to Kristy and I. They play loud music late at night - and there must have been a sale on sub-woofers because evidently EVERYBODY in our stinkin' building has one. I've started a nuisance log where I keep track of when the music is too loud. I started it on Tuesday . . . I've got entries for every day so far.

As usually happens, Kristy went to bed, I was up finishing some web stuff for a client and at about 10:30 PM I feel the boom of what is usually my favorite kind of notes through the wall (i.e. bass notes . . . just in case you weren't sure). As I usually do I put my ear up to our various walls to try to figure out where this sound is emanating from. Unsuccessful, I remembered that I can often figure it out by going outside . . . now that the weather is warming up . . . and sitting on the balcony. It definitely worked a few nights ago when the party upstairs was in full swing.

And it worked again tonight.

Only instead of what is usually vulgar end hip hop, toinght it was Kirk Franklin and his merry band of gospel elves.

Let me tell you something . . . nothing about that was screaming the name Jesus . . . and I can't imagine that any of my other neighbors were appreciating it too much either. Now, in the past week we've had to call the police and submit a few complaints to the office.

And sister, let me tell you, I have no trouble reporting that you're stompin' all over my peace and quiet . . . which by company policy I should add starts at 9:00 pm. I'm actually recording as I'm typing . . . maybe I'll post it so you can all hear it . . . that may be a fun project in fact: posting the sounds that I hear at night if for no other reason than to document them.

Great . . . now she's singing.

In all seriousness, it's keeping me up because I'm wanting to document start and stop times for all this stuff. We're paying good money for this place and to be CONSTANTLY disturbed like this is horrible. We are never guaranteed our peace and quiet and I'm just about as sick of it as I can get.

So, Christians can definitely be nuisances too . . . she's certainly not doing anything to show me the love of Jesus tonight let me tell you . . . and the thoughts that I'm having about what I should say to her . . . they're probably not from Jesus either.

And you'll be happy to know that as of right now (11:50 pm) the music has been turned off and it SEEMS as though peace has been restored once again.

I may see if Kristy is still asleep.

Grace,

Des

Bad Things Happen

I had put the video portion of this together for youth councils . . . but then never finished the audio and subsequently never actually showed it.

I think I'll probably make it available from WebandFlowDesign.com for download in a few different formats.

I'm sure someone would find it useful.

What do you think?

Grace,

Des