`POWERED BY ROGGER(˘)'
dEBASER003.aDDR.cOM
bASE
hTML
wEBlOG
nov.8,2009
social events are always traumatic for me. the night before the wedding, i sat awake. there was a chipmunk loose in the room with me. i tried to get some rest. the chipmunk and i had a little conversation. "don't make any noise, and don't touch me." he responded by chewing one of the baseboards. i walked to town at twilight, shadows lurking in the woods, ready to pounce me. i seldomly have the opportunity, so i wrote some lyrics. without sleep, i was completely drug out the next day. i smoked cigarettes off to the side, and stared at my shoes. somehow i made it through the reception. there was a small interlude of live music to which the couple had their first dance. then, the rest of us shuffled around looking for paths into conversation. night fell, and a fire was lit. i had a bit too much wine, i'm a bit of a lush. i tried relating my file system organizing software to a tech junkie. maybe i was drunk, but he wasn't catching me. soon, dessert was served, and goodbyes to friends were said. i shouldered through the thinning crowd, and sat reading my lyrics over. i had earlier given the option to the chipmunk to leave, which he took. i pressed a leaf in my college literature book to take back with me. the song features a power chord i've never used with open chords before. the picture of the leaf is listed as well, call me sentimental.
one man fan - the great outside (rough) mp3
one man fan - the great outside - lyrics
maple leaf picture
oct.31,2009
with each post by each storyteller on the web comes an unraveling of the previous picture. at one time, the eleventh postmarked letter at the post office became unbelievable to the first. graphology is suggested to be a dead art. it may be possible to date and ip stamp each unicode character in a weblog. style changes, as does medium. muse may carry on indefinintely, but could be the hardest to trace. a writer, artist, musician, inventor, tradesman might have more than one pen name or alias. what becomes important is the combination of these with the possible addition of a date to each work produced. this is important if the identity of the creator of the works is important. if it is important to the creator that he or she receive credit, some sort of consistency might be in order. copyright in the united states is one way of linking name with date with medium. it is as easy as postmarking your work and mailing it to your local post office in order to have your work copyrighted. though, that seems a bit loopy. though, don't a lot of things. on the web, it might be as easy as hitting alt-0169 at the end of a piece. then, serve it to yourself on a web server. this seems like a game of paddleball. it's not needed in order to accomplish anything discussed above. without it your intellectual property could fall into hands that might otherwise publicize your work without parenthetical reference. in either case, your work will come back to you if you put anything below the byline and above the page number. what lie in these links are some of my earliest sit-down-and-think attempts at lit. the poetry exists on the msoe.edu website under inkwaves writing journal. the unfinished novel, has strangely made the move through four or five personal computers. the final link is a directory to a tenative release of data backup software in the making.
merrilly merrilly
morning policy
the clocktower
draft 2
abacadup 1.5 (b)
sept.17,2009
i once contemplated adding an nth weblog to my list on blogger.com. i've got the age old slashpoundweblog. there's theplotsickens, featuring a co-blogger. i began a couple of manuscripts in blogger that are still hanging around. impoundstash i'll call successful, since i was told by a friend he had completed a photo blog. the concept was foreign, to complete a blog. i don't plan to roll the rock to seal this one, but theplotsickens has a forgotten password and dated posting information. the writings exist otherwise, in more presentable forms, but blogger served its purpose with them. the slashpoundweblog has obscene gaps, which may be its allure should i journalize further, and outside this refrigerator magnet style here in poweredbyfrogger. counting them, I see that an additional weblog would bring the count to seven. the idea was to post mp3s from onemanfan, as i've named this music thing i'm doing. as i finished a song, i'd upload it, and provide a link. there would be a temptation to enable comments. and for myself, spout unchecked about a one minute forty second song. i've dropped links to music here, but i don't check my statistics. myspace music, where onemanfan is also stationed is very interesting for these purposes. it's shown me onemanfan virtually exists on the elf band. well, i've gone on here about this to introduce one new song. it was made in a day. as well, the co-blogger from theplotsickens is featured in an ep, complete with cover art. we toiled in order to put it together, and it owes a lot to her for knowing songs i demo out. i had some production help on the one song, from a friend, but who fled to play bike polo. the co-blogger found her way into a couple of my songs, still eager to give and record performances. people find their way into music, and i often wonder about my place in it. i'm all out of songs to rehash into another production. maybe i can explore lightheartedness about the adrenalized, electrolytic, caffeine jacked man who bolted from the computer console as i was about to lay down the guitar and vocals to data.
one man fan-therein my spit [2009]
one man fan - unbuckled. k. bassinger and didilina death
sept.7,2009
The following link to a list of mp3s contains intermediary demos to later self published releases. The pdf link is an essay I wrote recently, perhaps finally becoming melancholy on my unfinished higher education. One thing I miss a lot about the last school I attended was the hot lunch program. Often, ethnic food was served, and invariably, grilled cheeseburgers. Rarely did I make it to breakfast. There was a diner downtown for that, at all hours. I found myself living on my own, and eating mostly brunches at the diner, and a variety of Asian take-out. I've since been barred from the diner. I don't live in that city anymore, though, I miss it, my home there, and the diner. I really could go for a large waffle, spatzel, or French silk pie. . .
some demos!!!
an essay
aug.10,2009
somewhat in order to offset the idea that the previous splot of text and links is a sole and permanent caption to the site's entry, i am following up with another in haste. i have uploaded six scans to the main/images directory. what is unusual about these scans is that i do not possess any of them, and they are oversize. that is, greater than 11"x17", or what a standard copier can handle. having worked at a copy shop, i was familar with the Océ machine. in our store it was nicknamed Mr. Océ, where other copiers were named for characters in the uncontrollably popular animated sit-com, the Simpsons. i was given a small tip at about four in the morning after enlarging a simple spreadsheet plot for a man, using the Océ. the paper is fed in like a dollar bill reader, and high resolution data, or a copy, is the result. the two pen drawings in this group of pictures was scanned in stark black and white. some detail is lost, but some personality is gained. --- i did not call this weblog 'News.' in fact, i do not believe i have documented anywhere the stay inside a psychiatric unit, where i sketched these. the stay was recent, and i've stopped logging stays in OpenOffice Writer, much less counting them. i do thank the staff who gave me the drawing paper; the lattermost time inside it felt i needed only to walk the lines i had drawn, once again to the outside world.
ncHCC-0 several drawings from '09!!!
aug.6,2009
for a web designer plus game programmer to use a service like blogger.com is somewhat like tilling a kitchen garden with farm equipment. i have only designed for my fathers site, and this one... and i'd make any money off the text-only games i've written if it were now the early nineteen-eighties-- Still, i could focus to write several dozens of pages toward a journalistic account only in blogger's editor. before which, i used it for some time to write scores of entries in theslashpoundweblog. perhaps because this blog will be meant not as much for thoughtfulness, as it will be as a sign post, is why i've chosen markup over the makeup of a web based text interface. i've gone on very long now, against plan. there is no spell check in this editor, and i might as well fling the links before i need to resort to an online reference material. `frogger`? i don't know, this is indulgence, and i have a fond memory of eating many frogs' legs. yeah, the game too--my brother never would let me play it. he's got a career in music now. ah well...
OMF withdrawl demos - unassisted by cigarettes for 1 month!!!
following orphaned from OMF homepage..
""seesaw
""yellow
""additional-seesaw
computer assisted poetry at good ratio to computer simulated sonabulist overhearings!!! appears on index page, inconspicuously.
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