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Juice Check

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Hmmm, now having vented my spleen quite fully over the spamming antics of Mike Furir (apologies for the excessive profanity -- I've been overdue for a good spleen-vent), I got to thinking about last summer's blogosphere debacle with Quick Boys Moving and Storage.

Sure enough, a Google search on "Quick Boys Movers" still puts Accordion Guy's and Boing Boing's posts ahead of the Quick Boys site itself on the results list.

Interestingly, I started noticing several weeks ago that Quick Boys started advertising on HaloScan, who provide free commenting and trackback services for bloggers. I wonder how that's working out for them.

Some asshole named Mike Furir has been posting comment spam here on le blog for the last few days. Thankfully, the comment filters installed by my lovely and talented blog-host Mr. GAK have ensured that said spam finds its way to the junk bin and does not besmirch your eyes, my dear readers. (All six of you.)

A quick Google confirmed that I'm not the only one getting hit by this shitsmear named Mike Furir. (Hey, that rhymed.) Here are a few other posts on the topic:

So, Mike Furir, how's your Google-juice now, ya stupid moron?

Some music downloads for a Sunday

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Weekly Mood Board, 26 March 2006

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It's a double-size mood board this week. ("N", I hope you're happy.) Click on the board below to view it in full 800x600 pixel glory (launches in a pop-up).

Mood Board, 26 March 2006

I'm not really sure what I did this week. Went to work. Went out to dinner a couple times. Went for a long walk yesterday.

I did buy a new CD, the album Everything Ecstatic by Four Tet. As the title might suggest, the album features light-hearted, sample-happy electronica and makes for fun listening.

Thanks to Bleep for providing the hella-neat widget shown above (the songs will play in 30-second slices; re-click the play button continue the tune). Unfortunately, they're not selling the MP3s to Canadian customers, hence my need to get a hard copy (thank you, CD-Replay on Bloor St., for offering it for cheaper than elsewhere).

I previously included the track "Smile Around the Face" in my 'Abstraction and Reverie' mix (still available for the time being on Rapidshare (scroll, click, wait, type)), or you can download the tune for free from Amazon (192 kbps, free registration required) or Insound (160 kbps, no registration, plus some older Four Tet tunes). You can also hear several of the tunes as part of a live set in Melbourne, currently available for free on Four Tet's website.

(BTW, all images on the board this week are courtesy of stock.xchng.)

links for 2006-03-23

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...then I would be able to thought-beam "Please shut the hell up and go away" as clearly and unambiguously as possible.

links for 2006-03-20

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All this past week, silence is a rhythm too has been posting late 70s / early 80s musical goodies, in celebration of the release of Simon Reynolds' book Rip It Up and Start Again: Postpunk 1978-84.

Magazine, Monsoon, Simple Minds, The Human League, Cabaret Voltaire -- if this is the stuff you love, you better get over there ASAP and download away.

Time. Time. Time.

Mood Board, 19 March 2006

Every once in a while, the sickness kicks in a little more severely than usual.

"In 1985, physician Larry Dossey, in his book Space, Time & Medicine, coined the term "time sickness" to describe the illnesses that nag us because we believe we're in the race of our lives against a ticking clock."
(from the article "Slow down your life", by Martha Coventry)

Seems like there a multitude of things that one can, might, should, must devote one's attention and energy to. Sometimes the choices are easy. Get up. Go to work. Meet a deadline. Sometimes the choices are not so easy, or are all too easy to avoid. Read a book. Clean the apartment. Phone a friend. Go back to bed.

And then the day passes, and you wonder where all the time has gone.

But it's not just time-sickness on an acute scale -- measured in hours, days, and weeks -- but on a chronic one. Months, years -- even a decade -- of choices now bears scrutiny and lament. Mistakes are becoming harder to recover from, because, well, time is running out.

What to do? What to do...

"Where I am, I don't know, I'll never know, in the silence you don't know, you must go on, I can't go on, I'll go on."
Samuel Beckett, The Unnamable (1959)

P.S. It's now been one year since I put my first weekly mood board online. You can view all the boards as a slideshow and see how time has passed.

links for 2006-03-16

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It's been a very difficult week.

Mood Board, 12 March 2006

I think I've been managing the situation fairly well, but it's been, uh, "challenging". (Addendum 15 March 2005: The matter has been resolved to my satisfaction. Hallelujah.)

Here are a couple resources on playing nicely with others and dealing with sticky interpersonal situations:

In other workplace-related news, the inventor of the cubicle regrets his creation as a terrible mistake.

The weekly mood board for 05 March 2006 will not appear, as I'm completely and utterly lacking in inspiration.

I'm not in the mood for doing a mood board.

Back in a while.

hopscotch to hell

Cleanup, aisle 4...

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Suddenly, her whole life made complete sense to her.

It's 6pm on a Saturday and you're standing in the canned goods aisle of the supermarket, trying not to panic.

Something's wrong. You think you got lost.

You look in your handbasket, and you see:

  • 4 Lean Cuisine
  • 1 loaf of bread
  • deli meat and pre-sliced cheese
  • 2 tins of smoked mussels

These are not your groceries. There must be some mistake.

What the hell happened?

What. The. Hell. Happened?

You missed something. You slipped up somewhere.

Shit.

But you can't put it all back. It's much too late for that.

Checkout time.

This is your sandwich. Now eat it.

links for 2006-03-01

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