A little update from me

Its been quite a week, I’m kind of shocked its almost over. For almost a month I’ve been taking a drug called Effexor XR on the advice of my school’s psychiatrists. I can’t say I’ve liked the effects of it. I’ve been quite out of it this week. I can’t completely blame the drug though, this past weekend was pretty hard on the emotions too. And as a friend pointed out today that I start acting odd even before I take the drug (though I didn’t notice) so some of it may be in my head. Who knows? Either way I’m weaning my self off it.

Today I broke the back-end of the site, blamed the server’s maintainers promptly apologized and then fixed the problem. No one was the wiser.

I also did something that people have been bugging me to do for a long time. I’ll keep you in the dark until I have everything setup the way I like it.


P.S. Someone told me to read this quote from Ralph Waldo Emerson. I guess you had to be there, but Emerson is good on his own anyway.

“Though slowly and with pain, the objects of the affections change, as the objects of thought do. There are moments when the affections rule and absorb the man and make his happiness dependent on a person or persons. But in health the†mind is presently seen again- its overarching vault, bright with galaxies of immutable lights, and the warm loves and fears, that swept over us as clouds, must lose their finite character and blend with God, to attain their own perfection. But we need not fear that we can lose any thing by the progress of the soul. The soul may be trusted to the end. That which is so beautiful and attractive as these relations, must be succeeded and supplanted only by what is more beautiful, and so on for ever.”

Sarah’s photos from our PA NYC trip.

So I haven’t been carrying around my camera much. So sue me. Actually I kind of kick my self for it sometimes because I happen to like taking pictures. But thatís life and I’ll live. Fortunately for me Sarah always carries her camera and since she came with me on our trip visiting Bill and to NYC to pick up my brother I have photos to show you from it.

Now Bill lives in Allentown, Pennsylvania up in the mountains. The whole drive up is really beautiful. Itís just mountains, trees, valleys and rivers. I have to say it quite reminds me of upstate New York and is a welcome change form the flat New Jersey. Ohh and donít forget Philadelphia.

So we drove the hour and an half to Bill’s house. Bill was happy to see us. We played games and hung out. I eventually went to sleep leaving Bill and Sarah to play with Bill’s scanner. He woke us up in the morning so we could go pick up My brother Nick in New York.

We made a quick pit stop on the way.
Sarah’s house is at the end of this road. We took a showers (Bill hadn’t cleaned his bathroom in a long while.) and saw her two dogs, Kiki
and Izzy. (Just a note Izzy had his 14th birthday last week. He’s older then my brother.)

It was another hours drive to the city. We passed a car that might be from Mexico. As usual the Lincoln Tunnel was backed up but at least the view from the approach ramp is nice. Which is odd because the tunnel itself is scary. I think itís where they filmed Daylight.

I have to admit I miss the skyline of New York. Living in Brooklyn I would see it every day. But I must say that driving in Manhattan (while a pain in the ass) is even better. You pass buildings with cool storefronts and pass under pedestrian bridges and see all sorts of neat people doing lots of neat things. I want to single this photo out because it’s my favorite from the trip. I started to get hungry as we approached Brooklyn.

I like Brooklyn. I like it a lot. Before I was born, who ever decides where you get born to probably got a lot of bribes from me to the point where he stuck in Manhattan (my birth place) just to spite me. Its ok I got to Brooklyn as soon as my mother could carry me. Anyway Sarah took some good photos on our way to Park Slope (my old neighborhood).

Right Near the Brooklyn Battery Tunnel

Union Street

Old Gate House

Third Street and Fifth Ave.

Third between 5th and 6th

Beth Elohim School

My Dog

My cat

A gargoyle

My brother Nick

Dave and Jenny

The best restaurant in the world I assure you that the drink my brother isn’t liking in the photo came from somewhere else.

The next photo is the only photo here that wasn’t taking by Sarah with the exception of the photo of me being waken up which was taken by Bill.
Smashed Monitor

cop cars

(Back to story mode)
We eventually did get back Glassboro and dropped Sarah off in her room where Michelle was sitting around (her room too). Then we took off towards Philadelphia and made it to our concert on time. But thatís another story.


Human Advancement

I’ve been staring at this link for a while and I figured I’d share it with you. I’ll copy the text of it below. Its something good to think about.

(Its in reference to people dealing with new technologies.)

Re:I welcome our new e-paper overloads…
by Jace of Fuse! http://www.tagor.com/

Your point almost makes sense, until you consider the fact that all people are in fact suffering from more stress and enduring more psychological problems than previous generations.

You can blame better diagnosis (or misdiagnosis) if you want, but really I’m not sure the typical human is really meant to be as smart as society now days expects it to be. A natural human living off of the land really needs to know nothing more than how to make a spear, run from big beasts, and keep out of the rain.

Technology (be it tending crops or inventing holodecks for wild endless regret-free sexual encounters), builds on technology. Each generation has tools and knowledge that previous generations didn’t have. At what point will it reach a level where few people can cope? Even now days most poeple haven’t got a clue what’s going on inside a computer. Most people haven’t got any idea how a telephone, automobile, or television works.

How many times have you heard someone say “I don’t need that many features on my TV/VCR/Microwave/etc”?

Some people evolve with the times, others just learn to cope, but more and more I think we’re going to see people who simply can’t hack it all. As more and more people become unable to deal with it, I can honestly see us finding a name for whatever disorder they supposedly have, fiding some medication for it, and then sending them on along their way.

We’ll think they’re slow, or stupid, or have no common sense, but in reality, these people could probably make a spear and hide in a cave as well (maybe even better) than the other overly cereberal upright hairless apes.

“Everything you know is wrong. (And stupid.)”

Hell Froze over.

I’m serious it froze over. Check it out. (Note: If your reading this a few days from now just go here instead.)

I used to be a winamp kid. Winamp is nice, small, does what it’s supposed to do. But iTunes is like a brand new car. Sure it drives just like your 1994 Volvo did but it does it better and oh so much more. Seriously get it now, try it out.


Update: Took less then 10 minutes before all 6 computers in our apartment were playing music off each others playlists. =)

Draft from the past: Lock Down

This is the 4th and last time I sit down to write this. I’ve had 3 other drafts get erased with only the following surviving. I guess this post wasn’t meant to be. It was about how I got locked in for the weekend at Middle School 51 while I was working there during the summer. The fire department got me out and the police questioned me a little but let me go. It prevented me from going to go see some sort of comedy club in the city but it had its own comedic value.

Enjoy my permeant draft.

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Someone cut me off in Esby parking lot today. Stole my spot. She new I was there first and when the guy pulled out she pulled right in front me. I was lucky enough to find a spot a few minutes later, but what if I wasn’t? I was already late to my 11 oíclock appointment.

Still brooding over her lack etiquette later in the day and not satisfied with the verbal reprimands I gave her when she stole my spot, I checked out her parking tags while I dropped some books off in my car. They were temporary resident tags. They hadn’t expired yet but Esby is a commuter lot. I called Parking Services. She has a ticket.