your hands smell like a jar full of pennies, in the heat
06/10/2004 05:02:53 EST •  tags: scintillating_bullshit


fiveinthemorning.jpg

… this is me, on the steps of an apartment that borders the park in troy, at 5am after staying up all night with jack, dave, and kevin, working on the stuff vidvox will be displaying at AVIT this coming friday. in this current moment frozen in time I am telling dave that yeah it would be possible to do a mockup of a networked remote-control version of the grid2 interface in flash but there would be firewall concerns with loading thumbnail images directly off the host app… hence the dismissive misspelled comment in kevin’s “fotolog”.

I am telling you this cuz I can’t sleep and I’m sick of reading books, so blathering into an internet textbox seemed about right, yes. I had something else to say but I can’t remember it quite right. erm.

I think it was something about how easy it is to feel lonely, cuz it’s really really easy to be a bad friend to people. I can’t quite remember how it went. felt pretty bloody bad about it, I did, yes, but hrrrm.

ok enough. yes yes.

-fish

Comments:
by il on June 10, 2004 07:00 PM

geek.

by mal on June 11, 2004 02:00 AM

i want an apartment with steps leading up to it so i can hang out in the front and drink 40s and shit. :(

by zuzu on June 11, 2004 04:47 AM

fish is a good friend. he gave me a weblog, and we talk about graphic art, architecture, city planning, music, and sometimes geeky computer shit.

and damn, i wish i could time-travel two years into the future when i have a data-flow ruby software development environment stable as a max/msp replacement, and its asynchronous distributed architecture would inherently easily allow the flash application described. sunday, sunday, someday.

p.s. we both have isights. we could… ya know… use ‘em.

by il on June 11, 2004 07:11 AM

i wish i knew more about urban design so i can actually converse with fish about it. i do believe our living environment is of utmost importance. not enough thought goes into its impact on the human psyche.

by seth on June 16, 2004 02:44 PM

those are my steps. it makes me feel good to know you are on them in my stead.

you rock and are my favorite fish.
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