70 tracks
for my own use later on.
Saturday, November 13, 2021
so, the text i'm finishing up is the complete asimov, volume 1, which is an odds & ends process - there's a few in here that are worthwhile, but it's mostly throwaway. as a short story writer, asimov's most interesting writing was when he was younger. so, i've actually just about exhausted that, and i'm almost ready to move to the novels.
i'll post the singular update, i'll work it into the total update and then i'll work it into the anthology. and, this should really fill in a large amount of the blanks.
soon.
i've pretty much always though tom petty was lame.
but, i had a sort of muted respective for him, lameness and all. this is different than, say, a neil young, who i think released a couple of really good records, or paul mccartney, who i think was a genius for roughly five years in the late 60s. i don't actually like much of anything tom petty did, but i've nonetheless frequently enjoyed it.
and, he was very, very popular on late 80s radio.
so, we're plugging tom petty in this week. and, unlike the prince and love & rockets, there will be a review for this record dated to early 1990.
so, i went for my usual long bike ride on thursday night, but my network was acting funny when i came in, so i just left it off. this only happens when i go out somewhere, so i suspect they're pulling passwords from caches in my router. yeah, it's that crazy. but, if i can trick them into thinking i'm not home, i can get in to change the password and kick them out, which is what i did.
i got through most of my asimov reading in the down time. there's 50 pages left...
i've decided i'm going to switch this up mildly, because i want to get back to the actual recording. i've been through this before and i know i don't multitask the best, but the machine seems to be running smoothly so i'm going to give it a go. that means rather than focus too much on days of the week, i should instead of focus on tasks and cycle through the three options. so, i'm going to finish the post (with baseball dream), then file the machine so it's ready for the next round, and then get back to the vlogging stuff. the flip will need to be that alter-realities have to be done every week...'cause i can't get much more behind on it....
i'm also toying with flipping my diet back to what it was before my cholesterol shot up, even if i don't think it's diet. i mean, it was awesome, right? let's retreat back to the awesome, first. i think that means going back to eggs every second day, even though that doesn't actually make sense, as eggs should boost the hdl. if it's diet, rather, i think there's two likely explanations: either i'm just eating too much, or perhaps it's the quinoa, as that's the only thing i really actually changed of any substance. so, did my hdl go down because i switched from pasta to quinoa? my protein might have gone up at the same time, but that actually doesn't seem to be totally inconsistent with evidence - i have come across studies tying quinoa to decreases in hdl, which is my primary concern.
what i'm going to do to start is pull my meals back. so, what i've been doing is having a a big breakfast and then a combined huge supper [salad/quinoa + eggs/yogurt/cheese]. i'm going to split that directly in half, and put a cup of coffee in between. now that the heat is on, i should be more thirsty, which should boost the amount of liquid i'm consuming. but that extra five-six hours in between the salad and eggs should give me more time to digest, and should lead to a total decrease in calories.
i need to also get out for bike rides when i can, and i need to investigate what's going on with my adrenal glands. but, the thing i changed about my diet was i combined the meals into one. i was previously having fruit then pasta salad then fruit then eggs. i decided it likely wasn't possible to totally salvage either of the second meals and crammed them together, but i'm now deciding that it's having negative effects on my cholesterol, one way or another. so, let's start by breaking them in half, first, instead of going back to alternating them.
if things don't correct by the time i've run out of quinoa, then maybe i'll need to switch back to pasta.
for now, i want to finish the asimov reading..
Sunday, November 7, 2021
so, it took me a few tries, but i think i got a driver-less, air-gapped install that wipes what's left of any networking capability out immediately via runonce.
and, we'll see if it works or not.
i'm going to spend what's left of the weekend filing. it seems like the genealogical research is my weekly focus, until i catch up on it.
Saturday, November 6, 2021
i have a lot of schooling and a lot of experience in operating systems.
so, when i consistently see things that i can't explain - files appearing out of nowhere - i'm left to conclude that something exceedingly bizarre is happening. and, that's been the case for a couple of years now.
i turned the laptop off about a year and a half ago because i became convinced that somebody had hard-wired a chip into the board. but, now i'm seeing unexplainable files show up on my production machine, which is - this cannot happen. i've been fighting this off for years, as it is. i need to be able to do some actual work, and i don't have any fucking patience for some fucking idiots that want to stop an artist from working.
this machine is more than air-gapped, it has no wireless device and has the ethernet connection disabled in the bios.
so, what is going on?
and, how do i convince these retarded pigs to fuck off?
Friday, November 5, 2021
so, i am going to pivot this weekend.
i was trying to do an archive update before i went back into schedule in early october. i had to rewind to sept 30th, when the ancestry results came in because there was an unwanted crash and i lost tabs. i wanted to update the genealogical pamphlet as i was doing it, and wanted to construct rough bounds around ancestry on each side. i've been lost in that the last month.
i had to file the machine, and troubleshot the ram. i've repartitioned the 2 tb drive, which i think was the major problem. i'm almost done reconstructing it, and we'll see if the machine continues to halt or not.
the immediate projects in front of me actually require minimal use of cubase, so the best way around it may be to just not use it. and, there's actually not many more things i want to do on this machine, before upgrading for the next phase.
but, this machine is still going to be the central cpu. when i set the other one up, it's going to be minimal, and designed for specific uses, for now. i'm not copying all of my files over in bulk - they'll stay on the 32 bit machine.
it's friday, so where is my alter-reality update? it could come by the end of the weekend, really. but, i'm closing loose thoughts to discard excess tabs.
and, i'll want to get back to the archiving section for monday, when i'll be finishing loose ends on the pages i added to the side.
i'm constantly doing too many things at once. i will finish it all at once, one day. if i live long enough...
Wednesday, November 3, 2021
where have i been?
i had an unwanted crash on the chromebook immediately when i woke up yesterday afternoon (the 1st) and decided to just shut down, finish my monthly cleaning and file the production computer a little, instead.
i've been trying to get everything off my 2 tb drive because i don't think xp is reading it well. i want to split it into four 500 gb partitions instead. it can read the 2 tb drive and everything, i just think the reason it's crashing is because it's too big. the max partition size is 2 tb, so i'm pushing it. my other drives are 250 gb, and they don't have any problems.
i also did some testing in cubase and have decided that there's probably a bug in the evaluation version of cubase, or something to do with the driver. the cubase dongle emulator is constantly sending data back and forth, and i'm starting to think that what's happening is that it's crashing due to some kind of read error. i don't know why it's happening all of a sudden, but i'm not convinced it's hardware, like i was previously.
the two errors - the search hang on the 2 tb drive and the cubase halt, reproducible via scanning through the transport menu - may look like they're the same thing, but i don't think they are. if i can fix the search problem...
i'm also building a new xp image that just removes all network functionality, as i'm still confused by some weird behaviour i'm seeing that suggests somebody is trying to slave the machine via the bios. there's no network card in this device, but it keeps reinstalling domain software, randomly, and keeps trying to apply group policies i don't recognize. the new image has no dhcp, no dns, no netbios, etc. and, that's fine - nobody should be connecting their xp machines to the internet in the 2020s.
and, i got an extension on my bullshit fine that the cops pulled a dirty trick on me around. it seems like my appeal has been granted. so, i'll need to prepare for that this week.
Wednesday, September 29, 2021
the only way you're going to see me perform in front of an audience is if you help me find the right kind of drummer:
i'm not delusional - i know this is unlikely.
but, i don't want to sit in front of an audience with a guitar plugged into a laptop that's playing 40 tracks at a time, as i strum along.
just go to my bandcamp site, instead:
Tuesday, September 28, 2021
Sunday, September 26, 2021
so, i'm going to lose the whole weekend. that's fine for just right now, the problem is the inability to stay awake, and if i can get my hormones under control, that should resolve.
i'm feeling better, certainly.
next up is the write up for the alter-realty and this is actually going to be a bit of a heavy post. i spent all of the time reading up on robots because i was in the hospital suffering from a concussion!
this is a true story: my alcoholic & pregnant mother threw me out of the house at the age of eight so she could drink & smoke without me tattling on her to my stepfather. see i was smart enough to know that beer and cigarettes hurt babies, and she actually even knew i was smart enough. so, i was ordered to go platy outside away from the house. like, away from the house away from the house - she sat at the door and yelled at me to go further down the street, and then sat on the street and kept yelling.
i didn't have an actual friend in my age group in the world, so i went for a walk looking for kids to talk to.
i found some older kids and tagged along with them, before i found myself in a clearing in the forest, and one of them thought it was funny to push me off a "cliff" (it was more like a hill, but there was about a ten foot drop), and i smashed my head on a large rock.
they ran off. i had no idea who they were or where they lived.
so, i stumbled what was about a twenty minute walk home and tried to come inside, where i was met by my shitfaced & pregnant mother, who demanded i leave the house. she had probably chugged a 40 of vodka in an attempt to get insta-drunk, because i couldn't have explained to her that the house was on fire. and, yes - i was aware she was drinking. it was a friday night, and tony was gone for the weekend. my dad was about to pick me up for the weekend. so, i guess she had decided to start early.
as it was, i was bleeding and barely able to stay awake. i did not know enough to stay alert, either. i knew my dad was going to be there within a few hours, so i decided i'd try to nap on the steps. but, my mom came out and shooed me off the steps in a drunken, pregnant mess - and in fact in an angry, belligerent and borderline violent one.
i ran around the back, or at least i tried to. in fact, i could barely walk and i failed a couple of times, before making it into a little back yard and hiding behind some large plants. thankfully, my mom had the blinds closed, or she would have chased me out of there, too.
and, i sat down and went to sleep - because i didn't know any better.
my dad found me back there and, realizing i was unresponsive, took me to emergency. when they woke me up - using drugs, to stop me from passing into a coma - i didn't know where i was, what my name was..
nana was at the hospital. even tony was there. nobody knew where my mom was for days. in hindsight, she was probably passed out somewhere on heroin.
so, i'm going to have to retell that from a first person perspective, as i explain why i'm roboting through the asimov.
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