Wednesday, January 11, 2006

good bye world.

If it is not already clear from the montly posting frequency, this blog is no longer where I am going to be posting...

keep your eyes on where I will be starting to blog within the week. thanks, bye, love... jonathan.

p.s. if you want to keep this blog eli, or elijah, feel free. I am just going to leave it here, you can do whatever you want with it.

the address of the blog is Once again, enjoy, and thanks for the fun.

Monday, October 31, 2005

A short story about techno

I remember the first time that I heard techno music. I was in the back seat of my parents car on the way to a family event at my grandmothers house in north carolina. Any car that I could tell a story about would be my parent's car, but that is a different story for a different night. The reason that we were traveling to north carolina was a christmas party. The objectives of one of the games at the party was to guess how late my family would be.

Because it was a christmas party we were packed in the car with all kinds of gifts. Part of the journey had been spent with the lights on, because we needed the light to wrap the presents with. When the radio started playing techno the lights were off. It might not have been techno, it could have just been an electronic phenomena, waves canceling out waves. There was a beat there, and I begged my parents to leave it on.

I remember the beats going on forever, my parents would change the station and I would ask them to change it back, and the clicking would still be there. My mother claimed that the sound was designed to induce a trance, that perhaps it was used in cults to brainwash people. I listened as long as I could. I wanted to hear the beat change.

Friday, September 16, 2005

c.j.t (2 of 6) - dumpsters and donuts

last night I went with my roommate billy to get rid of a trashcan that the garbage men had not been emptying. The cops rolled up just as we were tipping it into the dumpster outside of his office and informed us that we were "stealing services". Later on, while coming home from the bar, I decided I wanted some donuts. the store that I went to had those same cops in it! I said, "do you have any donuts?", and the attendent said "you will have to wait until 4 or 5 am"

Thursday, September 15, 2005

c.j.t (1 of 6)

today I went through the motions of the first drunken conversation that I generally have with a person. family mental health history, drug usage, big plans. I suppose that it always ends up at the big plans stage.

(1) Today I went out for a coupla' drinks with my boss, and we ended up talking about the basics...
(2) or at least I did, covered the mental health of my family, my drug use family, and my large plans.
(3) [me sitting with my 3rd glass of beer (dark)]
(4) she offered me to trade a painting for theknowledgeoftheweb.
(5) I told her about my emo ass comics...
(6) ...

Sunday, August 28, 2005

big old idea hole update

actual bell attachements for cell phones.

we are the hell raisers of our generation, locking ourselves inside with our second personalities, doing nothing but gibbbing and fragging until we can't keep our eyes open anymore.

channel101 vs. em411 to create a sort of online version of mtv, one which is more open

can we use our dining room as a screening room?

the bronx equivilent of stephen hawking is like the way kids talk to each other on aim today.

getElementByClass() needs to be written. I know it can. I just need to write it.

we need a way to bankrupt the search engine spammers, those people that make the first 30 links on any particular subject totally worthless. I think just bots that click a ton on ads on sites that we like, then our friendly sites get the money, the spammers don't see any conversions off of ad clicks, done.

battery powered hand warmer, willing to recharge once every 16 hours, 60 to 90 seconds, every 15 minutes. credit to amelia

today I went to cvs, bought a can of iced tea, a bottle of tylenol with arthritis medication, and a wrist splint. I am slowly joining the cyborg legion.

Friday, August 19, 2005

on time.

showed up to work today at 9:30 am, rode my bike in while drinking hot coffee out of a paper cup.

The orentation for the management school masters is occuring in the lobby and they have quite a spread, coffee, donuts, bagels, the works.

have to stay tonight until at least 7.

I am dressed like a clown. TGIF.

Tuesday, August 16, 2005

A little less conversation and a little more philosophical voyeurism (

What Kottke hosted wasn't a conversation at all. It was nearly 80 people carrying on their own conversations with themselves while others watched. That's not a conversation -- that's philosophical voyeurism spiced with a hint of insanity.

A little less conversation and a little more philosophical voyeurism (