Move Over Microsoft, Here Comes the Oral-B Triumph

Hey, did Microsoft release a new operating system or Office suite?

I guess I didn't notice, because I was too captivated by the release of the first toothbrush with an ON-BOARD MICROPROCESSOR!!!!

ALL BEHOLD, the Oral-B Triumph!

I'm being humorous, but seriously, this is interesting. We are now one incremental step closer to mainstream MP3 toothbrushes. Heck, we're already one year past the MP3 Toilet technology threshold!

Off to huddle with the Luddites in my bomb shelter.

Groovetography rocks

OK, this site has some really cool, one-of-a-kind music photos. This one is my favorite: http://www.groovetography.com/new2/gallery/music/flea.htm.

Rock on, Michael Weintrob!

Potamus the hairless guinea pig

I visited CalTech for their Career Day today, and I picked up a copy of the California Tech Newspaper. Look, I'll be honest with you, I don't even know what the ASCIT does, but here's what I DO know:
Anyone with a hairless guinea pig named, "Potamus," is OK with me!

Go Gonzo and Potamus!

Self-talkers: Lock your phones

If you are the type of person with a tendency to talk to yourself, you must always lock your cellphone keypad.

American Idol, or, "I'm crushing your head."

American Idol is back on, some of my favorite treadmill/TV material. But I think I'm becoming too sensitive for this show. I mean, I really don't like watching Simon tear down naive, young dreamers. There is nothing funny about such a shocking reality check. It's not even interesting looking to me... Just cruel.

Funny, I had something profound to say about American Idol- oh yeah... All of the competitors should be required to read Victor Frankl's, "Man's Search For Meaning," especially the part 2, where in speaking of existential dilemmas and "success," it is concluded that the only way to ever achieve "success," is to stop pursuing it and just "be."

I suppose that would destroy the ratings, if the show consisted of a bunch of young stars who were at peace with themselves and the universe around them, full of gratitude, love, and acceptance.

But really, I don't like to see them being crushed.

WebCam

On the record, I was streaming on webcam32 with my 3com homeconnect as early as 1999. Back then, no one thought of it as a "real" application for business, social, or any other purposes. It was only novelty (except my grandparents seemed to like it when they could see me from Alabama). Note: if you see a random still picture, this means the webcam is offline.



I'm so awesome.


You know what? I am not entirely sure that either Mo or Leroy realize that the little, blinking, green webcam light means that someone out there loves them a little.

Secret cat communications

Holy crap, check this out: I just found one of my cats (Mo), sitting upstairs by the cold air return vent, apparently LISTENING, as his brother meowed loudly downstairs, near another air vent!

About Treadmills, or, Treadmill Workstation: the dream begins

[Note, 12/8/08: due to popular demand, all internet treadmill walkstation/workstation posts have been moved the the following blog, http://internet-treadmill-workstation.blogspot.com/. ]

My favorite thing about treadmilling, or "riding" the treadmill, is playing guitar at the same time. I really can lose myself, and the hour goes by before I know it. It makes the "fat burn" (slow) setting not so boring, too.

My second favorite is smelling the kitty litter that sits beside the treadmill.

The dartboard has nothing to do with the treadmill. That was just a phase, I think, and it might be time to move the board to the garage.

Time, Relativity, Beauty, Childhood, Nature, Poetry, Love, Wonder, and Jack Johnson

I believe there are truths that transcend our current tools of language. Shades of meaning that can be captured in a painting, song, or shared experience.

Why is Jack Johnson's little "Spring Wind" ditty so moving??? It's clearly not the chords: D-G-A-D-G-A-G-D-A-Bm-D-G-D-A-Bm-G-A-D. I can play these chords without being paralyzed with emotion. Although they do seem to resonate with something deep inside.

G D G
All my friends are getting older,
A BM
I guess I must be too.
G
Without their love and kindness
A
I don't want I'll do
G D
Oh the wine bottle's half empty
A BM
The money's all been spent
G
We're a cross between our parents
A
And hippies in a tent.

G D
Oh, Love calls just like a wild bird
A BM
It's just another day
G A D
Spring blew my list of things to do away.

G,D,G,D

G D G
In a mucked up lovely river
A BM
I cast my little fly
G
But I look at that river and I smell it and
A
it makes me want to cry, Oh
G D
To clean our dirty planet
A BM
Now there's a noble wish
G
Now I putting shoulder to the wheel
A
Cause I wanna catch some fish, Oh
G D
Love calls just like a wild bird
A BM
It's just another day
G A D
Spring blew my list of things to do away.

I'm thinking about dissecting this, because there was a lot I had to say about what this song evokes (see title), but the interesting thing is, when I use the analytical part of my mind to try to pick the song apart, it's like the feelings are no longer accessible. Weird.

Joe vs. the Volcano

I think Joe vs. The Volcano was brilliant, and I don't care who knows! Perhaps there has never been a more powerful portrayal of a meaningless, miserable office life.