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Thursday, February 25, 2010 | |
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The Acquisition of Knowledge Location: in the heart of snow Mood: still @#$@#$ sick Music: I be the same when it all goes up I be the same when it all goes down Was wondering why this song - which rocks - didn't get much airplay. Then I saw the video. Least it's a good song. ---------- Always kinda surprised by the people that marry their high school sweethearts. If I married my high school/college girlfriend, woulda had one totally miserable person here in NYC. I wouldn'tve been too happy either. People go through massive changes from 15-21, again at 25-30, and once again at 30. The issue arises when one person changes one way and the other, another. Elizabeth Gilbert said it best, Marriage is not a game for the young. Janeane Garofalo said someth'n like, imagine being married to the person who's sole qualification was that they had the locker next to yours. Been having a series of parallel conversations with three different people. Alla them're very prouda the fact that they're the same person as they were in the past. But suppose y'believe the earth is flat. And despite all evidence to the contrary, your answer's that you've always believed the world's flat and that's just how it's gonna be. (Insert your favourite George W. Bush joke here) Said once that being grateful is the key to not being broken. Lemme add the coda that it's also a willingness to say, OK, tell me why you think I'm wrong. Put another way, why should the beliefs of a 16-year-old - when my buddy decided on something - rule the mind of a 35 year-old, his age now? Are you better or worse if y'can say, I value the acquisition of knowledge above all else? On yet another related point, become a man without a political party. The choice seems to be between a group enamored of their own ignorance and another inhibited by their own incompetence. Gonna write in my mom as a candidate next year; if nuthin else, she'll stay until the job gets done and save taxpayer money by bringing her own coffee. YASYCTAI: Consider the data. (10 mins/1 pt) Labels: choices, discussion, quote  Subscribe!Permanent Link :: 3 comments ::
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Thursday, February 18, 2010 | |
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Time¬=Money; Time>Money Location: in bed Mood: sick Music: with you I'm having a good time I don't mind  To add to the lista things that have the air of truth to them but no truth at all, lemme give you one I particularly despise: Time Equals Money. A buddya mine put up this thing quoting just that and it reminded me that that's gotta be onea the stupidest beliefs a body could hold. Time is so much more valuable than money. Money, you can make and spend; time you can only spend. Put another way, if given X years to live, how much would you pay for one more year? Any idiot can make a buck. But in 432,329,886,000,000,000 seconds, no one's figured out how to make an extra second for themselves. Working at jobs y'hate, to buy things y'don't need, to impress those y'don't know. That's crazy. So, if given the chance to make an extra $1,000 or go see your grandma, go see your grandma. I didn't and I gotta live with that for alla the seconds I got left. ---------- Sick again. Y'know the drill, please send soup. YASYCTAI: At least give her a call. (10 mins/1 pt) www.loganlo.com Subscribe!Labels: discussion, quote Subscribe!Permanent Link :: 0 comments ::
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Tuesday, February 02, 2010 | |
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Showing up Location: my desk Mood: hungry Music: life's too short for me to stop Oh baby  Him: You sound like a nice guy. I'd hate to have to bring you to court. Me: I am a nice a guy. I'd hate to have to meet you in court. Him: My lawyer's a professor of law at Columbia. She'll tear you apart. Me: She's just another lawyer. I'm something she's not. Him: What's that? Me: I'm right. See you in court. (hang up phone) Since I wanna keep somea my private life private, didn't tell you that I was in another lawsuit. If the past three years have taught me anything, it's that most people're a lotta talk. But Woody Allen once said that Eighty percent of success is showing up. So I showed up. It just finished. Won't get inna details but it ended up a lot more my way than his. ---------- Had my date with my lady. Ended up playing boardgames at my fave local dive bar - they got candy at every table, lotsa boardgames and few meatheads. My kinda joint. Been running about, ever in pursuit of scratch. Meetings, meetings, meetings. Nice though, not having to run the show. Not saying I'd never run my own company again, but am saying that it'll be a while before I do it again. Just signed up for onea those rent-a-car-by-the-hour programs cause I hadta sell my whip. The inexorable marcha time. Suppose 36's as good an age as any to grow up. Kinda. Her: Why won't this work?! Me: Lemme see. (condescendingly) Honey, you put in the battery in the wrong way. Her: Oh yeah? Well, at least I didn't put on my pants backwards. Me: (looking down) Her: Shyeah...put that in your blog. (laughs) Me: (muttering) Dammit... YASYCTAI: Find more uses for sauerkraut. (60 mins/0.5 pts) Subscribe!Permanent Link :: 3 comments ::
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Tuesday, January 26, 2010 | |
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Make it alright Location: a light green couch Mood: wired Music: Same birds that followed me to school When I was young The unlucky are nothing more than a frame of reference for the lucky, Mr. Fisher. You are unlucky so I may know that I am not. Unfortunately, the lucky never realize they are lucky until it's too late. Take yourself for instance. Yesterday you were better off than you are today, but it took today for you to realize it. But... today has arrived, and it's too late, you see? So another kid - a girl - killed herself causea cyberbullying. Do y'know about Lori Drew, the 47-woman that convinced this 13 year old girl into hanging herself? She got off cause the laws never thought that a bored housewife'd torment a kid to death just for kicks over wire. Always wondered what kinda douchebag y'gotta be to torment someone just cause y'wanna and then hide behind a computer screen or cell phone. It's a bitter thing to read cause I've lived almost three times longer than her and still feel like I'm a kid. Wish y'waited. Cause y'grow up and wonder why people you barely remember ever affected you so much. Then they find you on some social-networking site and y'think, "Man, they look terrible!" and start to believe in karma but then change your mind. Maybe that's just me. Honestly wonder what people like Lori Drew tell themselves to make it alright for them to sleep at night. Like to know, cause man, I could use the rest. ---------- On a positive tech note, pretty jazzed that as many people gave as much as they did to Haiti via text - something like $30 million in just a few weeks. Didja know that Americans gave $1.8 billion to the Asian tsuanmi? I say the measure of a society's humanity's how they take carea those not as lucky. Yet another reason I love this joint. YASYCTAI: The next time you're angry, write Lori an letter. So rarely's someone so deserving. (15 mins/1 pts) www.loganlo.com Subscribe!Labels: discussion, quote, rant, waiting Subscribe!Permanent Link :: 1 comments ::
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Thursday, December 17, 2009 | |
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Frogs and Oceans Location: my pad, having a PB&J Mood: anxious Music: let's get rich and build our house on a mountain  George Bailey: Oh, now Pop, I couldn't. I couldn't face being cooped up for the rest of my life in a shabby little office. (remorseful) Oh, I'm sorry Pop, I didn't mean that, but this business of nickels and dimes and spending all your life trying to figure out how to save three cents on a length of pipe. (resigned) I'd go crazy. I want to do something big and something important. Almost exactly two years ago, told y'about the saying, A frog in a well knows nothing of the ocean. Was thinking about that for three reasons:
Pa Bailey: You know, George, I feel that in a small way we are doing something important. YASYCTAI: Drop me a line. Don't be psycho. (5 mins/0.25 pts) Subscribe!Permanent Link :: 2 comments ::
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Thursday, November 05, 2009 | |
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Durian Location: my room, cleaning Mood: groggy Music: This is how it works You're young until you're not  Got a Hello today from Roberta, the girl I sat next to on the plane years ago. She's in college now and still traveling the globe from Italy. What an interesting world we live in. Had a full-on zero sleep the other night. The insomina's creeping back. Wondering why, but suppose it's just the way it is with me sometimes. Saw the rents the other day and stopped by the local Asian supermarket for cheap produce and such. Saw a lotta non-asians there; laughed to myself only cause I can hardly make heads nor tails outta anything - then again, maybe they're all Asian scholars. Can only imagine onea them picking up say a durian and going, "Why don't I give this a shot?" A lotta young people too bouncing around. That's cool, that they're willing to shop in a joint where the only English spoken's with an accent. Speaking of younger people, a lotta them're convinced that all Republicans're evil and that good things'll happen if everyone's a Democrat. Which is not to say that the Republicans haven't bungled the last several years of power, they have. And there're d-bags and hypocrites on both sidesa the fence. But the fence's sorta my point. There needs to be conflict to make things the way they're supposedta be. Y'know what y'get when you only have one party supported by millions of fanatical young people that are absolutely certain their cause is just, their party righteous? China. Y'get China. Love being Chinese but I cannot stand China. The government's as thuggish and vile as y'can get. Nietzxche once said that "Convictions are more dangerous enemies of truth than lies." The key to not being a jerk is by accepting that y'might be wrong. On that note, suppose I should really try a durian onea these days. YASYCTAI: Have a guest for dinner tomorrow night. This means: clean up. (120 mins/1 pts) Labels: flying, insomnia, quote, random meetings Subscribe!Permanent Link :: 4 comments ::
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Thursday, October 15, 2009 | |
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What I do, how I do it Location: 13:00 yest, E on Williamsburg, 17:00 W on 59th St Mood: rushed Music: In this world it's hard to get it right  My leg's not fallen off. This is a good sign. You'll be apprised, should the situation change. Still sick though. Can't shake this damn cough. ---------- Went out to Brooklyn today for a potential gig. Never know if it'll actually happen but y'gotta go for every thing out there when you eat what you kill. Sometimes y'land a whale; most times it's just sardines. ---------- My brother's trying to convince me to get a Mac. Problem's that I'm so useda doing what I do, how I do it. Rain once said, Imagine if y'go to a bar and there're beautiful women everywhere. Y'walk up to the hottest broad, say something, and she loves it. And everything y'say to every women works. In real life the bar sucks, the women are only ok and nuthing y'ever say to them works. The first part's like working with programs on a mac, the second's the crap you use. ---------- Halloween's coming up. Dunno what it's like where you are, but here in the Big City, it's carte blanche for the girlies to tart it up. Halloween rocks. YASYCTAI: It's time to buy a costume. Y'gotta, cause if y'wait any longer, you'll spent $70 for a jedi robe that doesn't fit properly and go to a party where it's all dudes who did the same things. (15 online mins/0.25 pts) Subscribe!Permanent Link :: 2 comments ::
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Tuesday, August 18, 2009 | |
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The SOOR Location: apparently Dante's eighth circle Mood: goodness, so hot Music: been looking for something else. Duel it  Me: Realized why I don't wear flip-flops out. Think it's cause when I was a kid, used to and then when the other kids tried to beat me up, couldn't run away fast enough. Her: (immediately) Oh don't worry, I'll protect you now. Went drinking with Nadi and Paul at his pad this past Saturday. Quite something when you start drinking at 5PM and call it a night at 10. Things have been pretty good these days; clients're slowly coming out of the woodwork. Been busy lately, not so must busy with coin production so much as busy with preparation for coin production. Eh, tomayto, tomahto... ---------- Him: Gonna have the talk with her today, wish us luck. Got no fewer than four friends that've had the SOOR (Status Of Our Relationship) talk. Two got their walking papers, one got conditional employment, one got a permanent position - though, really, all good relationships're temp-to-perm at some point, yeah? Think maybe that's why I was upset with onea my friends. Cause I felt like he already filled the position with some imaginary person and was just stringing the contestant along. But he says he wasn't and he's an honest fellow. Frank Sinatra had this song I heard once where he said something like, doesn't matter if you're the dumper or the dumpee, sucks either way. Or not. ---------- Me: Can't do it, my finger's broken. Him: (rolling eyes) Somethings always broken on you... Lost my health insurance. This means no wrestling for me for now. Still gonna fence though - grown men stabbing each other with pointy things, what could go wrong there?  (c) Nadya Rockefeller YASYCTAI: Help me find that Frank Sinatra song! (60 mins/1 pt) Subscribe!Permanent Link :: 0 comments ::
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Thursday, June 11, 2009 | |
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My three islands Location: 14:00 yest, taking these pics Mood: geeky Music: Slow down, you move too fast  Quadros: Rampage, where do you see yourself in 2 years?, Rampage: Well, right now I'm 23, so in two years, I see myself, 25. Bryson met up with me to take some pics for him on the tram. Was cloudy and overcast but I took them anyway. Was born on the island east of this bridge. Live on the island west of it. Yet, I've never taken the tram to the island between them until today. Afterward, we had lunch at Johnny Rockets. Never been there either. Thought of my grandma; cause y'always think there'll be time enough to do things. Then one day, y'find you've done run outta time. He's having a kid. His wife, a doctor, agreed to let him teach her how to roll. Should mention that's he onea the best architects in his field and parta the teams in chargea giving the tram a facelift. Me: Look at us, we're two old, ivy-league educated, white-collar guys. I know why I do it, why do you do it? Him: It's just like running or something. It's not about beating the other guy, it's about beating yourself. (Fighting in the ring's) different than brawling; to paraphrase Rampage Jackson, if you get into a fight with someone in a club, eventually, someone's gonna have their feelings hurt. Those three lives I told y'about. We all got them. Realized 90 minutes ago, that I've spent 90% of my life on these two islands, doing two very different things, living two very different lives. ---------- Before his rematch against Chuck Liddell: Interviewer: Chuck said in his pre-fight interview it's gonna be a first round knockout. What do you have to say about that? Rampage: If he plans on getting knocked out in the first round that's his business. YASYCTAI: Do that thing that y'always think you've got time for so y'don't. (dunno/1 pt) Subscribe!Permanent Link :: 3 comments ::
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Monday, October 06, 2008 | |
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Can you hold this for me? Location: my black chair in my pad Mood: awake Music: I know I've got to let it go and just enjoy the show  Told you before that I've done some awful things in my life. Most I can't talk about. But one thing I'm deeply ashamed of is the number of times someone gave me their heart and essentially said, Here, can you hold this for me? And take carea it, willya? And I nod and immediately turn around, stomp the crap outta it and hand it back a wreck. It's a jerk thing to do. And I did it way too often in my 20s. Course, someone did it to me two years ago and nuthin realigns your thinking faster than eating the stuff you make someone else eat, yeah? That's why I keep thinking of Caligirl and if she's right. What if I really do screw everything up so I don't have to go through it again? Sir Edumond Hilary once said that, It is not the mountain we conquer but ourselves. It's not easy, trying to be a better than you once were. YASYCTAI: Get your shoes shined. They'll last longer and you'll look better. Hurry, before it's winter. (10 mins/1 pt) Labels: dating, discussion, quote Subscribe!Permanent Link :: 3 comments ::
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