Archive for September, 2007

Kill Me Now.

Sunday, September 23rd, 2007

I just spent an entire day re-working an information architecture and I’ve just been told to change the entire thing. I gave up my Friday night busting my ass on work that I have just recently found out to be relatively pointless.

Fuck.

At the rate that shit is getting changed around on this project I will totally not meet deadline. When the hell am I going to be able to do any pro bono work? Never. Not if this keeps up. Goddamit.

And to top it off, my tinnitus is acting up because of how ungodly loud it was on Saturday night. The music wasn’t bad, but you pay a price for liking your live music on the loud side of things.

aaaarrrgh bitch and moan and bitch and moan and bitch and moan and bitch and moan and bitch and moan and bitch and moan and bitch and moan and bitch and moan and bitch and moan and bitch and moan and bitch and moan and I am all of a sudden in a bad mood.

All That Jazz

Thursday, September 20th, 2007

Stayed up late last night freelancing at the bar hooking up an online shopping cart and reworking an information architecture.

When I move further west into LA, I plan to be working from the bar a lot, since I was the one to install the wifi there in the first place. How badass is it, though, to be all nrrdcore up in a bar? Most coders I know do the coffee shop thing, and that’s hackneyed to the death; but cafe’s have caffeine and wifi, which are two of many necessary things for long periods of coding.

I’m in a good mood because although I have a lot of work ahead of me, I did get a lot done last night, and had the opportunity to listen to some live jazz while I was at it. I forget how nice and conducive to thinking jazz is when it’s not traditional hard bop or that godforsaken smooth tripe – just somewhere in between. You know, the in-between of fast and slow, kinda post-Weather Report sound. (Weather Report seems to be becoming a theme lately, apparently.) Not too many flourishes, upbeat but not in your face, not lazy, just lilting left and right with hooky melodies that are not on the cheesy side.

One cool thing about last night: the sax player freelances the same way that I do! We had fun talking about job boards, the aesthetics of CSS, the craze over PHP and AJAX, the pointlessness of Flash intros, how freelancing is such a hustle, and just being general code monkeys. The man also knows how to fake a standard better than most jazz players I meet at the bar – I personally thought he had a fake book in front of him but it turns out he was just looking over the shoulder of the bassist every once in a while. Impressive memory!

And though I’ve been in a general lack of sleep lately, I’m at the point where I’m used to it. The first couple of days of sleep deprivation are pretty harsh, but after day two, you start to coast and power through it all. I’m at that point now, and I have to say I feel pretty okay, even with all the work ahead of me. I guess the night of jazz helped. Who knew?

In unrelated things, it seems I should make this blog more media rich. So I’m going to.

Here’s a picture of an onion ring in a carrying case fashioned out of a napkin, courtesy of Mahea.

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Birthdays, Everybody! / Heavy Up!

Tuesday, September 18th, 2007

Code Cake I have to post Mahea‘s cake from this weekend because I feel it’s an ingenuous idea. She did disclaim that the code was wrong, but some leeway is granted because there simply isn’t enough cake to write it all out. Cakes don’t scroll, after all.

Parsing errors aside, Vince and Evan’s cake was not only delicious, but vegan (!).

I also should say that every damn week I’ve attended a birthday. Seriously, everyone was born in August or September. And then there’s somewhat of a dry season in the first half of the year, save for Stuart, and since time passes more quickly as a young person in the working force, these are coming at me so fast I don’t know what to do with them.

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de Wiki:

Heavy-up is an advertising term referring to a high concentration of advertising for a short period of time in a media schedule. If an advertiser’s product is more likely to be used at one specific time than at another, the advertiser may choose to heavy-up the advertising for that time period. For example, a candy manufacturer may opt for heavy-up advertising during the two weeks prior to Halloween.

I am currently in a heavy up for my freelance work, and I hope my biology doesn’t crap out on me like it usually does when I treat myself poorly in favor of work. We’ll see what happens…

Today, I Wear Black.

Thursday, September 13th, 2007

People that I had as role models are slowly starting to become deceased.

Joe Zawinul, leader of a band that was playing in the background out of my dad’s stereo during my childhood.

And recently I had found out that one of my favorite high school teachers — one who had left so much of an impression on me that I became an English major — has passed away as of August.

Today, I wear black.

Birdland

Tuesday, September 11th, 2007

Joe Zawinul
1932-2007

Bomb Threat!

Tuesday, September 4th, 2007

This Labor Day weekend’s show at The Cocaine had a serious offset in the time frame by an apparent bomb threat (citation needed!). Fortunately, in the age of citizen journalism, we’ve got some verification that this event actually happened:

via Monkey Bucket, the bomb threat night photos.

Quite a night. Still recovering from how late it made me stay up.

The bill: Clevis – Tek Support – INTERFAC3 – Guam. I’m a little tired to go into a description, but I did enjoy every single one of those acts for different reasons.

This week, I am house-sitting my parents’ air-conditioned, Satellite HDTV’d, Wifi enabled, black-hole of mobile phone reception house in Pasadena, in which I grew up. Lots of things have changed over the years, but it still feels like home. I guess that’s because I can get on the internet, but still…

Everyone is invited to share in the greatness that is my parents’ house during this killer heat wave. Call me for directions. :)