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Thursday, September 11, 2003

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!

Monday, September 25, 2006

It is needless for anyone to be harmed due to the betrayal I'm about to perform here, the one mentioned in the current heading (currently located above), and repeated here for posterity:

I will not be jumping off any buildings, though I've (jestingly) mentioned the consideration to my girlfriend so often that it's become not only inappropriate but (perhaps) psychologically damaging. I've simply had enough of this experiment, or at least this aspect of the project, for the time being. Perhaps tomorrow I'll change my mind. Perhaps tomorrow I'll be writing a novel, right here. Perhaps I'll be posting new audio recordings -- my "Joe Frank thing". Perhaps I'll be posting more mundane video, my shabby avante-gardism -- watch out, Orson Wells! (Or was it Welles? I always forget.)

Then again, perhaps you'll never hear from me again. Not here, anyway. I've some other projects in mind: The tools have been purchased, the parts have been collected. I've simply got to begin building. Something That Happened is a story that will continue -- somewhere, if not here -- but before I report any more of the tale here or somewhere or anywhere, I've got to build, elsewhere.

Those of you who have participated: Thank you. I wish I had more to give you -- better parting words, a promise of some sort, a consolation prize. Some cookies and milk. A handjob; a tongue performing the proper maneuverings. I do have this, however, which should make it easier for you to say goodbye: I never really liked you. There, doesn't that make it easier for you to kiss this project goodbye? Doesn't that make it easier for you to unsubscribe? Honestly, though, I may have been lying again, right when I said that mean thing there. I mean, it's likely that I really wish you'd stay tuned and/or subscribed -- at least until you're sure I won't be back around.

So then, a few more comments, a few more posts, some secrets revealed before I walk away for good. (Please don't read anything heavy into that statement; I'm simply referring to walking away from this project -- and it's likely it will only be a temporary absence, at that.) Rather than meander too much in one post, I'll stop here, and continue in my next post.

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posted by Harold  9/25/2006 01:39:00 PM | 0 Comments | Links to this post

Monday, June 16, 2003

Saturday, September 19, 2009: As with the post immediately preceding this one, I've made some alterations. A couple of links were removed: my links blog SLABTO is no longer being actively published (though I'm pretty sure an archive of it still exists in Blogger, and though it's doubtful, I may end up publishing it again one day) and my blog Making Contact was eventually transmogrified into VoyagerRadio's blog; for an historical approximation of what it once was, check out the Internet Archive's record of the blog.

Some minor grammatical improvements were also made.

I'm currently listening to Alice in Chains on my Pandora Radio station. When I was younger people always told me I looked like lead singer Layne Staley.

Original post follows:

I'm tired of the look of this blog. It was cool for awhile (Wow, look at that template! What bold color choices. What sheer simplistic fun!), but I've been too busy to change the look, what with all the other web projects I've got going on. Okay, so I don't have that much going on, but I do have that VoyagerRadio thing. And SLABTO. And Making Contact. And -- oh, hell, you get the idea.

I've already made some subtle changes to the template; maybe I should tweak the colors. That's what I've been intending to do, and you may be thrown off the next time you visit. Well, there's really not that many of you visiting, so you may not really be thrown off that much, and after all, this is a space for experimentation. I envision constant changes, a hodgepodge of activity. No conformity to the rules of blogging.

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posted by Harold  6/16/2003 09:55:00 PM | 0 Comments | Links to this post

Wednesday, June 11, 2003

Saturday, September 19, 2009: This post is now ancient, as far as blogs go. The post that originally followed these italicized paragraphs no longer applies since the store mentioned in the post no longer exists on my Internet radio website (though it still exists on the CafePress website). In fact, I just now removed the link that had occupied the term store .

Aside from that minor alteration, the labels I have added, and these italicized paragraphs, the post remains essentially the same.

As I'm typing this, I'm listening to my Soundgarden Radio station on Pandora Radio. The station just finished playing "Vasoline" by Stone Temple Pilots, and is now beginning to play "Yellow Ledbetter" by Pearl Jam. I'm thinking I'm going to change the station soon, but until then I'm forwarding to the next song, which turns out to be another Soundgarden song, "Somewhere". Followed by a Nirvana song, one of my favorites: "Dumb". Now it's playing an Audioslave song. Boy, I'm taking a long time to complete this message.

Original message follows:

Alot has been happening lately, but for now, let me tell you what I've been doing today:

Been updating the VoyagerRadio site most of the day, including the store, which now includes more pictures of items for sale via CafePress. (Books and other items had been listed there for months even though I had stopped selling them some time ago.)

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posted by Harold  6/11/2003 05:38:00 PM | 0 Comments | Links to this post

Businesses in Huntsville, Alabama

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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.