February 2002 Archives
Jun 06, 2008
Recapping recent events:
had a photo shoot at Zilker Botanical Gardens.
attended a dog show with my old work pal Tim.
attended an art-critique party at Rachel's house.
shook my booty at Elysium.
stepped foot into my first darkroom.
A good few day's, I'd say.
I was hungry and lonely last night we I went downtown for a slice of
pizza and a glass of beer. I sat at Casino El Camino and reminisced
about the last two years of my life. I've lived in Austin for two years.
Every place that I frequent now has just about two years worth of memories
associated with it. I have met people at Casino. I've had little adventures.
I've drank many a beer there.
Looking back on it all, I feel like I was a different person in each of
those months. People entered and exited my life. Clubs and shops sprang
into existence and withered on the vine. The waitress at Casino has
worked there the whole time. A lot of things do stay the same.
I'm at the point in life where I'm becoming more aware of time. When I was
young it just flew by. My childhood was fast fun and frivolous.
Maybe it's just because I'm broke and paying too much attention to everything.
I don't know.
I asked myself, "what have I been doing with my life?". I was generally
satisfied by my answer. Big ballin' at a big fancy job used to be important
to me. That is no longer the case. My friends have made all the difference.
They've really pulled through for me in my time of need. Friends, indeed.
I've also cracked open a big can of creativity this last year.
Thank you Natasha
My visual and verbal and interpersonal juices have come to a boil.
I suddenly have a sense of what's good and what sucks.
I appreciate the genuine qualities in people now too.
I share company with only those who make my world a little nicer place
to be, and I don't chase fruitless pursuits.
Maybe the biggest lesson this past year has taught me is when to keep
my mouth shut. That's maturity, methinks.
I want to revamp the site but I don't have any ideas for a new design.
I won't leave you beloved readers out in the cold.
Posted by Administrator on Feb 28, 2002
Today my darkroom virginity was popped. And like so many things,
"once you pop, you can't stop". The image formed before my eyes on the paper.
It was real and alive under my glowing eyes. I'm such a drama queen,
I'm likening developing a print to delivering a baby. Anyhow, after the image
formed I hurriedly moved the print to the stop tray, then the fixer, then the
wash, afraid that it might escape me like a lightning bug trapped between
two cupped hands. But it stayed, it stayed!
It's real and I can touch it and look at it and hold it.
A great little photography site on The Austin Index
. She's got a journal and updates every so
often too. There is a great photo of a Pyramid burial-type building
in New Orleans. Go check it out.
My life has these big wrinkles in it. I'm ironing them out one by one.
Getting there, getting there.
I recorded these two darn songs a while ago.
They're tucked into a nook of this site,
so a lot of you haven't listened to them yet. Consider this the grande
untucking. I like the ring of that.
They're kindof creepy, I'm warning you.
adventures in karaoke
Posted by Administrator on Feb 20, 2002
You know how ya'd love to go back to the person that took your virginity
and show em how GOOD ya've gotten? That's sortof how I feel.
Except instead of a woman it's a darkroom.
I read about a technique called "split filtering". With it, you can get
a print's contrast and detail JUST how you want it. This was what was
on my mind tonight at 2am as I beep-boop-boop-beeped away the security pad
of the ArtPlex. The security code didn't work. 24/7 my ass!
Thanks to Florence
I saw Explosions in the Sky tonight at the Mercury Lounge. Her site is neat
and simple. Go check it out.
Here's a nugget of photographic goodness for y'all.
Posted by Administrator on Feb 19, 2002
In the shower this morning I noticed that hair has started growing on my
upper forearm. It curves along my bicep towards my underarm. The only
thing that I can attribute it to is that I'm reverting to a more bestial
form. I've started clipping my fingernails daily. Also, I've
scheduled a Rabies vaccine for early next week.
Better safe than sorry.
I have a job interview Monday at Apple Computer
. Here's hoping the whiskers
and fangs don't decide to come in before then.
Posted by Administrator on Feb 18, 2002
Here is a photo of Damion
at Starseeds Diner. Starseeds is a funky little restaurant here in Austin that has played the Pixies every time I've been in
Posted by Administrator on Feb 17, 2002
The interview with Apple
went really well. I think I've got the job. I'll find out in a few days.
I'm not counting my chickens before they're breaded and fried, though.
I did good on the standardized testy thing
and I got along well with my interviewer. I stacked up well against the
other applicants too. One fella in there was a George Earl Jones sound-a-like
with little to no technical experience. No contest.
Cha-ching baby, cha-ching!
I've been dusting off my Java
chops too. God I love Java
It does everything SO right. Once I get the little project I'm working on
together I'll post it for y'all. It's a swing/xml address book app. So
I can keep track of all-o-y'all bitches. Awww yeah.
Posted by Administrator on Feb 16, 2002
Tonight I met Janessa
. She's a good one.
I have a job interview tomorrow, but I consumed so much caffeine that
I can't sleep despite bodily fatigue. Rats.
I'd going to work on the Java project until I can zonk out.
Here's a silly blurry photo of me.
I'll be quiet now.
Posted by Administrator on Feb 15, 2002
so hard. She made this graphic for her website and linked it right over
Today for lunch we all went to the park at Deep Eddy. I took photos of
Hilary sitting on the dock there with the medium format.
I also took photos of the geese that live there. While framing a shot one
of them attacked my ankles. It scared the bejeezus out of me. I'll post
the photos once I get them developed. It should be a weekish.
None of you poor single readers better hang yourselves today. I'd be mad.
If you don't have someone to get your smooch on with, go find one.
If you can't find one, then indulge in chocolate and bubblebath and
self-love. If all else fails, wallowing in self-pity works in a pinch.
I love you. Every motherfucking last one of you.
Posted by Administrator on Feb 14, 2002
I got the job at Apple
Happy day. I went in for the interview Friday and nailed it. I gave
very honest answers, even to the questions asking about when I handled a
customer badly. Apparently they appreciate honesty and such at
. That is a good thing.
I start my four weeks of training next Friday. I just need to sign some
papers and pee in a cup before then. No problemo. Deadbeat Evan
has a job! Woohoo! Deadbeat no more.
My life is going so well.
I better figure out something to be worried about soon or my life
is in danger of being perfect.
I helped Ben
his swank new house the other day. He spoke of his declining opinion of the
state of the web. Literary websites have declined in favor of "update"
type sites. The argument is this: Why put time and energy into producing
quality content when "got up, took a shit, went to a rock show" websites get
a buttload of visitors. Where is the motivation? Everybody can publish now.
The overall quality has been diluted.
I see that koax.org
is that kind of site.
I'd love to pump out delicious lumps of digital goodness to my adoring
masses on a daily basis. I don't believe that I have that capacity.
Whatever charm this site has, apparently it's significant, judging from my
readership. I admit that it feels a little cheap producing a soap opera of
one. I suppose I'll keep doing my best to keep your voyeuristic needs
satisfied and toss you a juicy tidbit of humor every once in a while.
It's not like I could stop anyway.
Posted by Administrator on Feb 06, 2002
i type today's entry in all lower-case letters because my soul is
black and gloomy like hudson river sludge. i recoil from the sunlight
but it's heat finds me and makes me suffer like an undead turkey
sweating in your thanksgiving oven. woe is me.
yesterday i urinated in a clear plastic container. they wanted to know
that my body and soul was free of earthly toxins. the test can't possibly show
the black rotten apple core that doubles for my spine. they can't possibly
discover the stench of sorrow burrowing up through my skin like
tenacious maggots. they just can't.
i can't imagine what earthly force dragged me here. i see no-one to finger.
my friends and associates are better than ever. my prospects bright,
like a shit-smeared rainbow. i gotta wear shades.
Posted by Administrator on Feb 05, 2002
After listening to Stabbing Westward, mutilating my genitals,
consuming multivitamins, eating like a fat man, and getting a good
night's sleep, I have managed to snap out of yesterday's black funk.
I took Natasha
to Zilker for a lunch picnic at Zilker Park. Squirrels mated while
we sat on the bottom of a small dried-up stone pond. The sun peeked through
the trees to warm us and light the scene with a golden glow.
I poured Pepsi from the bottle into styrofoam cups as if it was a wine
of the finest vintage. I commented on the aroma and swirled it around
the botton of the cup with sophistication. Then she found a long stick
and we played "Singapore Bubble Gum Criminal". I won't get into the
dirty details of the game. Let's just say that I hope the ass welts heal
Here's a little story about the other night..
We met a transient bandito in the hallway who was muleing drugs across the border in his colon
and since my head got ran over by a delivery truck walking back from the club
we shot up some heroin to kill the pain
then the hot lesbian sex
Clint was unprepared
He cried, "can't I nurse just a little longer, mommy?!"
The answer was, "no".
Posted by Administrator on Feb 03, 2002
Last night at the Ritz Adriana
, Steph, and I drank cheap beer and yapped it up with
Blues Traveler. They're in town for some reason. The lead singer guy was
totally macking on one of A-lo's buxom friends. I think she probably
got to "play his harmonica" later that night, if you know what I mean.
My girls were delicious as always. The past few nights out with them
have been particularly chock-full-of-fun. I think it's springtime here
in Texas. The birds have started a'chirping, the sun has started a'shining, and young girl's thoughts have turned to fancy.
If someone put a gun to my head and made me pick the one thing that I'd
miss most about Austin, it'd be the surrealism that's served up daily.
The fine women and live music rank in a close second.
I'm going to the Litter Meet
CD release party tonight at Emos. Everyone is going. Be there or be [ ].
Here are the wacked-out audio tracks that I promissed you.
Tourettes & ADHD
- Necessarily naughty words mocking a debilitating illness.
- Self explanatory
- Memoirs of an axe murderer.
I Love You
- Listen to this one with headphones.
Posted by Administrator on Feb 02, 2002
Monday through Wednesday my life has been consumed by
I think I like the company. Nothing is rubbing me the wrong way,
and most everybody I've met up there seems to be a decent human being.
The sudden lack of any free time has been a swift kick to the nuts.
I think my brain atrophied during the last ten months too. I've
still got the willpower to get myself out of bed and drive 40 minutes
to work in the freezing cold, but I haven't yet had a chance to sink
my teeth into work. Training is really easy. One manager took an
interest in me and hooked me up with a bunch of Mac development tools.
Nice guy. There are lots of nice people working there.
I feel bad that my website is rotting on the vine because of my newfound
income. I'll really try to write some quality stuff up here. Help me out, would ya? Leave me a note in my guestbook
about what you'd like me to write. I need some good ideas.
Posted by Administrator on Feb 01, 2002