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25 september 2004
Who's Chasing You?
Near the climax of the movie, My Best Friend's Wedding, Rupert Everett's character asks Julia Roberts' character: "He's chasing Kimmy. You're chasing him. Who's chasing you?"
Sometimes I'm afraid to look behind me, expecting the same answer.
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24 september 2004
Sleep Comes Down...NOT
Last night I started getting a sore throat. It was in the midst of settling some last-minute details with the software we deployed yesterday and at first I thought it was just because I was talking a lot on the phone. Then, rather rapidly, quite precipitously, a cold sweat and stuffed nose. Bleah.
So all day today, I experienced what Sam would call "robitripping", or the other-brainly feeling when you've consumed too much dextromethorphan. There's an accelerated feel to your own thoughts, but there's also a sensory distance. The swimming sensation can be distracting, unless you're diligent.
If you're successful in that, the acceleration can be handy. I got a lot of work done today, because my job is almost entirely a mental thing. It's now 5:05 am; I woke up at 1:30 am, unable to fall back asleep. I've watched a couple of TiVo'd episodes of The West Wing, read a few blogs and fixed a significant memory leak in some software I'm working on.
When the sensory distance re-establishes itself, it's like taking a car out of gear, except that you can't also take your foot off the gas. The engine revs and the car becomes something vibrating, yet adrift.
The life I live becomes that life that is being lived as we speak, as I think. I see how different it is from even 18 months ago. I see how big a part of life work has become. That Sam is even in my life at all is a wonder; that he's my boyfriend, my partner, my significant other...well, that's something so profound to me that it's simple a force of nature, a fact of living. The constant feeling of falling flares when I think about him, when I think about us, and I am a giddy thing.
I am reminded, in my detachment, that I am still not back in the habit of being a boyfriend, of living with a partner. I am reminded, in my accelerated brain state, that I am blessed, both here inside my head, and out there, in that life I've got goin' on with that man I've got goin' on.
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22 september 2004
Ofoto Express for Mac Ships!
As many of you know, I'm a long time Mac software developer. Over the course of the last __ years, I've written quite a number of applications. Most of those were for in-house projects or for certain vertical markets, like biotech (I do have a degree in Biological Sciences).
That said, there's now a somewhat high profile app that I had a little sumthin'-sumthin' to do with. I'd like to point you all to Ofoto's website . Click on the "Free Upload Software" link at the lower right of any webpage. If you're on a Mac, follow through and grab a copy of the Mac photo uploader, now called "Ofoto Express for Mac". I've been working on it for almost a year and I'm very proud of it. If you're on a PC, you'll have to be content with looking at the info page. Or go download Ofoto's excellent uploader software if you haven't already.
I'm totally psyched!
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20 september 2004
Wanna Stage a 'Look-In'?
Jimmy Swaggart implies he's more powerful than his god, when he claims he'll murder any 'mo who looks at him longingly [I think I just threw up in my mouth a little bit] and then tell god the guy died. Man, can you imagine what you can do with a cloaking device like that?
The actual quote from the good reverend goes thusly:
I'm trying to find the correct name for it ... this utter absolute, asinine, idiotic stupidity of men marrying men. ... I've never seen a man in my life I wanted to marry. And I'm gonna be blunt and plain; if one ever looks at me like that, I'm gonna kill him and tell God he died."
You can find a more complete story here. You can even go watch the idiot here (scrub to about 36:30). Thanks to Pete for the references.
So I think lots of men—gay and straight, so long as you dislike the Good Reverend Swaggart—should get together and stage a "Look In", where we just go and gaze lovingly [yep, I did throw up in my mouth a little] at that hot hunk o' man and see what he does.
Is it just me, or do more of you expect Swaggart to say that he loves the sinners but hates the sin, and that no one should take any of that personally?
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