Debating Participating in Black Friday
So I find myself debating participating in this here black friday stuff.. but.. I find there’s a couple problems. What exactly is on sale? Its not real clear to me what is… or where I should go.. Much of what I’ve seen on sale, via the internet, is sorta like.. not really that big a deal. Dealing with all the people who are out, waiting in lines, all the rest of it.. not really my idea of a good time. One of  the rumors that was going on was about Apple having some pretty decent deals on computers. There’s one computer that I kinda sorta find myself looking at from Apple.. I don’t REALLY feel the need to upgrade

Struggling With Your Self
Howz abouts another crazed entry? Sure, why not? I hear this first paragraph is very important.. you gotz to makez it keyword rich.. but is that how you wantz to start off your blog entry? With some keyword rich action? What is this, a newspaper; where we gotta give you an overview of whatever it is I’m going to post about in the first paragraph.. and then kinda go into it a little here, a little there.. circling around.. till I’m finally allowed to deep dive? Is that how we are to do it? How it’s supposed to work? Well I mean.. whatz ifz I’z wants to do something else.. I mean.. half the time I start a post and I don’t know what the hell it is I’m goi

Hello World, and other fine tunes: Of blogging and Social Media: existential relationship to strateg
I guess I’ve been posting some crazy ass posts while sick, ha? It’s good to post! I encountered this bit of inspiration over at Pluperfecter.. this interview of Steven aka Vaspers the Grate from some 5 years ago.. On the subject of what a blog is.. Steven quoted Doc Searls… a blog post being like an email to the world.. and this thought jus

View from the sick haze
I am sick.. have been sick for a bit now.. 7, 8 days? Sick in bed? There’s a strange surreal dream world.. that happens as waking life withers.. away to very little… See the unconscious, who speaks in dreams… is to balance the attitudes of consciousness… and when there is so little consciousness.. what is it to balance? Unless being sick its self is an effort to balance. Everything feels just a little bit bent.. that odd taste in your mouth.. Outside life slips away.. you say “well I’m sick, what can I do about it?” But these words feel like neurosis…  In your heart you feel like you need to fight.. to fight your way i

A post from the grips of a not so good mood
I’m not even sure I want to talk about it.. or just what I want to say publicly about my situation.. but.. well, I’m in a VERY dark mood.. A fucked up scary dark mood. I feel like.. Jesus, when I think about it.. let my mind stray back through the days of my life.. It seems like there was always just too much fucking darkness, you know? Like here I am, still struggling.. hope dawned in a way, for a brief moment.. like no one’s business.. and now it’s being rudely yanked from my hands as I’m thrown into the abyss. In a mood like this you think of two possible options.. giving up, or fighting harder. The fighting harder option is like the silver lining