the websight moving along quietly like a snake in the pine needles, even as i’m crashing about clumsily through php, css, html, xoops, and the various modules like frankinstyroman in the palmettos, so to speak. yar, i couldn’t sneak up on a slick design if i lay like a corpse fer hours, and let the ants crawl on my nose… too impatient for programming? couldbe.

started uploading material anyway, the travel journals i posted via email bulk from eastern european internet cafe’s along my travels there a couple years ago. i’m trying to keep the content in safe lil boxes so as to be able to backhand the design template barn door after the cow splits, so to speak.

if the Clothes, make demand, then a door every little pocket of nonsense…

also uploaded emergentCD, a collection of mp3s i had for download on the old site. LarsDin.com was bought by some greed-driven url collector– imagine a dog-catcher for domain names. following a search of the company i see they’ve lost several lawsuits, but continue to charge rapacious fees if someone wants to “buy back” a domain name which lapsed. pretty weak ethics in a business plan, capitalizing on human disorganization. oh well, whatever, they can have the dot com(plain no more). the incentive has been there for me to kick whut on this doohicky instead.

been not working the last few days, well, okay weeks. finally this morning i’m breathing easier, and feeling the decompression period is over. work can be like nitrogen getting stored under pressure in your tissues, with a very small, almost imperceptible effect on your body.[ the night rogue gently slipped from my cell.] anytime i stop working, i have to go through this span of time, disentangling myself from work, from guilt about how i should be doing something else right now, something i don’t really want to do, all day long, instead of deciding as i go what inspires me. after, i can enjoy working hard at shit i wanna do.

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