Tom drew that picture of me while I was playing my Squier over at his place the other day. He was worried that my feelings would be hurt, but I think it looks awesome. Mer said, "Wow, your nose is huge. You look like a celebrity. That's what Tom can do. He can make people look like celebrities." Yes, it's true.
A truly horrifying cover shot for the Times the other day. I like how the new metrosexual Jew thing is to prove how much you love and understand what it means to be a Jew by moving from your cushy Manhattan apartment to some waste-pit of a region, joining their secret police force, and conducting raids on the houses of an ethnic / religious minority. I swear to god, they interview these people on the local news and they say things like, "It's every Jew's duty to protect the Fatherland and restore it to its former state of glory." Mmm, is that the taste of irony? No, that's just iron in the blood I'm coughing up because I want to throw them all in the gulag so bad.
Who else has it coming to them? Oh yeah, the repulsive Afghan extremists who don't want women on TV unless they're wearing those special suits that give them an electric shock whenever they menstruate. Please explain to me how treating women like dirt is an important part of a culture that needs to be preserved. Right, because it's a tradition. It would be nice if the Big 3 Anti-Human World Religions could be phased out like other ancient traditions, like, for example, like preparing your own food. Until then, can we please set up little Human Rights Tribunal franchises all over the Third World so that Muslim men who are serious about the religious tradition of women not being allowed to go to the doctor can be conveniently tried and gassed in the course of an afternoon? Kthx.
The Chinese are still behaving terribly.
I've been spending a lot of time trying to re-organize the OpenRPG server code so that I can shut down client threads and the server itself without creating memory leaks. It's a real problem. Maybe I'll try to work on it at work today. Maybe this is why people don't write Enterprise-Class Network Applications in C.
I think I saw the guy who plays the dad in Max Magician and the Legend of the Rings on the subway this morning.
Last Friday I went over to Ultrasound after work and played the drums for an hour. It cost $10.00 -- I'm not sure if that's a good price, but they have much better equipment than fucking Prince. I swear, the studios at Prince are like rooms in a flophouse. One time Igor took us to a room where all these busted-up bass drums were piled all the way up one wall and there were a bunch of guys just hangin' out and smoking. They didn't leave until like 10 minutes into our rehearsal. But it was so cold out Friday; that was one of the fucking cold days last week, and my hands were totally frozen because I didn't have any gloves. So maybe for that reason I didn't really notice it when I clipped one of my knuckles on the hi-hat. The dopey engineer guy came in to tell me I had five minutes, and I was like okay, and then I looked down for a second and there was this huge, like, 4-inch-in-diameter bloody wet spot on my jeans where my left hand had been daubing knuckle-blood everywhere. Gross.
Addendum: I forgot to mention it -- I found a copy of this sci-fi book I've been looking for for a long time called When Gravity Fails. Turns out my local library has it! I've wanted to read this one since I played a PC videogame adaptation of it called Circuit's Edge (what a stupid name for... anything). Every sci-fi author likes to predict some kind of shift in the balance of culture that happens in the near future -- Neal Stephenson has the Chinese taking over in a big way in The Diamond Age -- and this one's all about the Middle East, as far as I can tell. Neat.
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