Regrets... I've had a few. But then again, Too few to mention!
--"My Way", written by Paul Anka
When I hear that song, I think of Frank Sinatra, and sometimes Elvis or Sid Vicious --
all of whom have been known to perform, in their own unique manner, that wonderful song.
Wonderful because -- though I don't always enjoy hearing it, I've heard it so much --
the song is a wonderful personal anthem. That's something we all need: a personal anthem.
A song that praises our individuality; a mark of devotion to oneself.
After all, they say you're going to have a helluva time loving anyone else unless you've first
learned to love yourself, right?
This is not to replace your love for your God, or your spouse, or your family. I'm simply
saying that we all need to give ourselves a bit more self-love at this time of year. (No, not
that type of self-love!)
Too many of us beat up on ourselves throughout the year, and then nearly destroy ourselves at year's end.
No wonder there are so many suicides during the Holidays; the messages bombarding us are to Buy Buy Buy and to Give Give Give --
but what if you have nothing to give but love?
If you have a dearth of that good stuff, then you'll have a bitch of a time spreading it around to your neighbors.
So be good to yourself, whether you're Christian, Pagan, Wiccan, Athiest, Hindu, Islamic, Mormon, Podcastin, or otherwise.
Don't take the pills, they won't do you or anyone else any good; you'll simply miss out on the
Next Big Thing
(which may turn out to be Your Next Big Thing). Just do things your own way, singing that little hymn as you do so:
For what is a man, What has he got? If not himself, Then he has naught. To say the things, He truly feels, And not the words, Of one who kneels. The record shows, I took the blows And did it my way!
Tuesday, March 27, 2007
There are dudes like Kosso who keep me excited about podcasting and its related technologies; he simply has that energy, that spark, that personality that makes you want to be involved with whatever he is doing. He's also got a good sense of humor.
It won’t be too long now until we can start to creak open the doors of development and let some more people into the system at podcast.com to get testing and using it!
The geeks ‘under the bonnet’ here are also very excited about all the DATA (mmmmmm!) which you’ll be able to generate at podcast.com, which could be used in so many other podcast applications. Even one you might want to create yourself! There is heaps and heaps of RSS and OPML for you to play with.
Never located those library books I lost, one by Philip K. Dick and the other titled Doing Nothing, the latter of which seems to be my biography. Dick's book was getting very interesting; maybe I can find a copy of the book in e-book format online so I don't have to wait until I have the cash on hand to pay the library for the book. I'm a good citizen, generally, and I plan to pay the library what I owe. Anyone know where I can locate some e-books? You know, the kind that aren't DRM'ed? (Hey, I'm already paying for the freaking book! Don't you dare ask me to pay twice.)
Finger's back in service, more or less. I can handle typing without a Band-Aid on, anyway. Another Bender last night. This one was bad. Luckily didn't end up in jail. Recall speaking to cops, too. Something about Denny's. Think I slurred it, "Benny's". To the cop. While they were driving, slowly by me. Something I said to the cops as they were parked or getting into their vehicle. What was it? Something about food? So they rolled up to me -- well, by me -- slowly, the passenger side window rolled down. Cop says, "There's a Denny's open..." and tells me the location, which I already know. "Benny's". Like I said, lucky I'm not in jail again.
So the Bender. This time, simply drank enough to kill an African elephant. No: A Woolly Mammoth. Drank and drank and drank. What was I trying to accomplish? Spent a couple of hours with bums. So today: Looking into 12-Step solution.
Lost two library books somewhere last night. That's just plain wrong.
Having difficulty typing since I cut my inmdex fi nger witbh a razor while in tbe shower. An accident.
Been busy walking about and spending time reading. Also working on this projkect: Obsolete Feed. (That link is a feed, so you'll want to do sometbin g like add it to your iTunes player or some otber RSS/podcast application.)
The posted video is a taste of what you'll find in iTunes once you subscribe to Obsolete Feed:
What's with Blogger not being able to keep us logged in anymore? I really dig the New Blogger, but It seems I have to log in each and every time I wish to make a new blog post. How irritating.
I'll tell you what else is irritating: When you're sleeping on the night of Saint Patrick's holiday, only to be awakened at the sound of your only door being kicked out of it's frame by some criminals who aren't your friends. Yes, some fools actually broke into my home yesterday. Now that's irritating, yes, indeed. Probably Karma coming back around to deliver a good swift reminder of my own past misdeeds...
What's irritating you today? Come on, there's gotta be something. Maybe it'll feel good for you to post it here, in my comments area.
Been posting commentary a bit more often here lately, rather than narratives; hope you don't mind. Here's an item I should probably be mentioning on my blog and video podcast Video Harold, but I want folks to see the video I've got posted there before I begin resuming my text posts.
NewTeeVee reports the addition of Vlip to the personal webcam community offerings already out there. My question is, why did the new Internet video sharing service, Vlip, select a name so close to one of their established competitors, Blip? Is it because they hope to be confused with Blip, a very well-constructed website/service?
Name aside, I'm going to be optimistic about the service, which I've now registered for and am later going to be delving into. It's always exciting for me to learn about the launch of a new web video service. Okay, maybe not always; perhaps this whole online video craze is already getting old for some of us living on the cutting edge. When I say us, though, I don't really mean me. I'm not bored with online video yet, and perhaps never will be; there's alot of good stuff out there, mixed in with the bad, and I'm interested in seeing how video migrates to mobile devices.
I'm rambling. Let's get back to Vlip. So I'm not sure how the service works yet, and I don't have the time to check it out tonight, but if you can find my member site over on Vlip.com -- if I have one, that is -- then make sure to vlip me off, vuckers!
With emerging services like AutoTwit, it's almost like you're not even personally responsible for being a twit anymore, since the service takes over for you. I'm not going to explain any further; I'm already uncertain about Evan & Co.'s motives behind the naming of their service.*
(I'm still sore about something to do with Odeo that I really needn't/shouldn't be holding a grudge about. My feelings were simply hurt in an email exchange with Evan, but looking back today, I recognize that it's really not necessary for me to have been affected by the correspondence in such a way.)
*I wanted to add the following to the first paragraph, but removed the passage:
That's a joke, fuckers. (See how I abuse you gals? Those of you who take the time to subscribe and/or read and post comments to this blog? I remind you, or warn you, if I've not made it clear in the past, that this is a very unstable project. Curated by an even less stable. You know. Author, or something.)
I decided to remove the passage not because I care how it affects you, but because I thought that it distracted from the content of the second paragraph of this post, which I felt was more important for you to gather. I still think you're all a bunch of lazy fucks who watch too much television and twitter away about less-than-meaningless things. You should all pick up a book once in awhile, it'll do your brain some proper damage. Who am I to judge, though? I'm the Biggest Fucker Of Them All, who seems to enjoy scaring people away...(I'm working on the intimacy thing with my psychiatrist, so don't you worry your little heart, now.)
It's amazing the range of topics I can span in one moderately-sized post.
Today I spoke with Doug, twice, A Grand Total Of Three Hours Regarding Our Mutual Experience. What is our mutual experience? you might be tempted to ask. You'll just have to wait for the podcast to be released; I'll begin editing the recorded phone conversation tomorrow.
On a technical note: I used the software/hardware kit I recently picked up, PhoneValet. Mixed results there. The first conversation wasn't properly recorded, resulting in the horrible 17-second screeching sound that is this. A couple of hours later I made some adjustments and then recorded two hours of our continued conversation; this time the recording came out excellently, pristinely, brilliantly. (What adverb am I looking for here? Or wait, I shouldn't be using an adverb at all there, should I? Just how random can I possibly be in this post
In all fairness, the problem could reside anywhere; I'd just migrated my Mac system from an ATA (IDE) to an SATA drive, and I'd previously had problems with this particular SATA setup in two different Power Macs. Seems either the Macsense adapter I'm using or the Seagate drive I'm using.
My, how the 'Net operates! Never ceases to amaze me, net-savvy as I am and after all these years.
Prior to this week, I had a minor awareness of Chris Brogan; I was peripherally aware of the fellow. I'd heard his name but wouldn't have been able to tell you where, how, what. Then, along came a mention of Network2, the Internet TV guide (that is, guide to TV on the web). Perhaps mentioned by Mr. Brogan himself, on a blog or something. I bookmarked Network2 so that I'd have a fighting chance at remembering to check it out later.
Around that time, I'd attended a videoconference in which everyone was talking Twit. (Twitter, that is, a web and mobile service I'd played with but didn't immediately see the value of. I'm still working out whether it's valuable or not.) Next thing I know I'm twitting away and find myself befriended by a Chris Brogan, who turns out to be the Community dev over at Network2. So I begin reading his articles, which he's posted on places like lifehack.org. Now I'm subscribed to Chris' blog, and wishing I had the car running so that I could attend the Video On The Net conference that Mr. Brogan made me aware of...
I once posted, in this space (this right column), the following:
If I had friends they would be listed here
That particular bit o' text, that silly and idiotic phrase, was repeated
a dozen or two dozen or so times and was intended to be temporary.
I had been working on a project -- a new layout for this blog -- and had
intended for that text to be placeholder content. That is, the text was supposed to
temporarily replace the content that had previously occupied this column (which was a list of links to friends --
that is, other blogs and web sites I linked to). I didn't know what content I was going to place into that (this)
space, so I placed a bunch of duplicate phrases here as a placeholder so that I would remember to fill in this space again later.
At the same time, I thought I was being cute with the heading:
NEW & IMPROVED FRIENDS!
The fact remains: I still don't know what content to put here,
in this column. Links again? Pictures? Video? Audio? Ads? Oh, hell no! It hasn't come to me yet, but I'm sure it will eventually, and when it does it'll come quick and (as usual) with consequences.