I enjoy the heft of a well-wrapped burrito, a balanced electric guitar, a painting of a size that is just so. A personal element. An interaction through physicality. Something that makes you feel like it, whatever it may be, was worth the time, money and/or effort.
It is a hard transition from physical to digital. You cannot hold an image in your eyes like a canvas in your hands. Dual sensory perception is key. Now if only Google Art Project came with a soundtrack.
Possibly Megadeth.
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I do not understand the point of all this.
Are the spambots lonely?
Or do they really enjoy my writing that much?
Also I made a forum.
It was just about time to bring it all together.
So: new site look. With integrated blogogg (formerly: http://pomometa.blogspot.com)
Yep.
OLDE SITE HERE: http://www.hypercritical.info/olde
It has come to my attention that there is among us a magic hat commonly referred to as the convection oven. For where else could you put in seemingly innocuous components to produce a final product as tasty as biscuits or a three-tiered cake. And it is not only these innocuous components, but the fact that they are seemingly combined in very similar ways to make very different items. A handful of glitter and a few taps of the wand will give you a rabbit, and a few portions of flour with butter, salt and baking powder in a large box set at 475 degrees will give you something to go with that rabbit and a bit of gravy.
There is magic in our midst. Or at least in our kitchen. Abracadabra.
“I really should read more.” -INTERNET.com
“That’s really the only thing worth doing anymore. That and procreation.” -RWP (well read artist and recent father)
Just returned from world travellin. Multiple worlds. Like Galactus. Feelin like Im needin some redesign happenin here on this here bloggo.
Also no time for apostrophes.
Somewhere between my alarm going off and me actually getting up today I had a dream where I was playing a show with a drummer on a little stage and I tried to play the oboe and sing at the same time but it wasn’t working and then we left and practiced for a little bit and I figured out that a guitar would work much better but then we came back to the show and people had left and we were like what why did they leave and then I decided that I would just start fake shredding on an electric guitar that showed up in my hands and I had a montage of me getting famous and wearing weird masks and a towel cape and making weird shredding music and then I woke up and was not in ICP.