Dam all this extra crap that keeps appearing. Damn damn. Whats a blogger to do?
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Closer and Closer
OK OK, I’m getting closer to launch. I really am. Like T minus 5..4..3.. and that whole thing.
But you know, just like the space shuttle, we gots to check and double check, to make sure this thing doesnt fall apart. Plus we don’t want to lose any of the public out there.
That reminds me, I’ve still got lots to do with the stupid stupid archives.
BM Meets PBG4
She’s here. At least I think it’s a she. If its a male, that’s fine, I’d still be in love with him. All day and all night I’ve been fiddling with my new PowerbookG4 – which you the readers and listeners helped make possible!
So this post is thank you. For all the tips you left in the tip jar, advice you left in the comments, or words of support left in my gmail. It all helped. The PBG4 is sweet, silent, sleek, speedy, powerful, and fun-as-hell. I suspect in the coming years Apple stuff will continue to get popular, thanks to the prevalence of items like the Ipod. Which means being a Mac person won’t be as lonely. Matter of fact, it won’t be as special. But for now, hello world, my name is bicyclemark and I’m a new macboy.
Speaking of Mac people, Verbal C was on Australian radio with me recently-talking about blogging and podcasting, and she loves her ibook. While Brain of J just received his PBG4 this week as well. Good writers with the right tools, that’s what the world needs. That… and laughter.
PS – I’ll still be paying for it little by little, so it’s still appreciated if you decide to drop a tip in the jar.
Today’s Sounds: Malcolm X – Bullet or the Ballot Speech
When I Was French
Between the now successful move to a new host, busy days at the fishtank complete with overtime (easy thing for the part time king), and the arrival of my love – my powerbook g4, I haven’t been blogging properly. Take one of these and call me in the mornin, I should be telling you. I’ll get to the thank you’s and the Powerbook Porno shots tomorrow, today I wanted to tell you bout how my present and my past are linked.
One of the French fishes at the tank decided for all my hard work and all the bla bla bla I have to endure from international students, I deserved to have dinner cooked for me. And she decided she’d do the cooking, and baking I might add! And so I made the trek to that suburb that -I vow- I will never live in. because it’s just NOT Amsterdam when its that far away, and sat down to a meal full of reminiscing.
This because she’s from Marseille, and I studied just outside that city, in Aix-en-Provence, Southern France. But that was a whole 5 years ago, back when every weekend you’d find BM in a different country and I was heartbroken about some feminina back in Jersey. Aix was a ritzy city with cushy programs for foreigners like myself. School shacked me up with a lovely yet quirky madame, probably because we were both veggies or because I myself am quirky.But I digress, this is about my meal and the conversations about Marseille. We talked and talked. I still remember the street names and the different neighborhoods, 5 years and I still know what goes on all around the Vieux Port. She spoke of the towns we used to invade for the day; St. Tropez, Cassis, and even the poshy-posh Cannes. Some of my memories of those places have spilled over into each other. St. Paul de Vence tastes alot like Grasse. Antibes smells like St. Tropez. Sloppy memory, making a mess.
She had even cooked a few familiar dishes, a very provincial salad, a gateaux, and that cheesebread that I forget the name of. For shame, I’m forgetting names. But one thing for sure, I’m not forgetting that dark city. The mountains of Couscous, the fleet of ships, the Gateway where France meets the wondrous realms of North Africa and the Middle East. Snobs in Aix used to say “Marseille, ce n’est pas la France.” Ah non? I used to respond, well that not-France city over there, overflowing with culture and history, I absolutely love it!
I also met the Mindcaster today. More proof that if you get along online, you’ll have just as many laughs and things to talk about in real life. More on those great conversations in the next podcast.
Today’s Sounds: If I lean in close, I still cant hear I peep from the New Powerbook
He Got Teeth
I’ve been so blissfully busy enjoying spending time with my surprise swedish visitor, I thought I wouldn’t have time to blog today. Or even anything big to say cept, hello everyone. But sure enough, in comes an email with photos from my moma, and of course, they’re A-Ren photos!
It makes my heart skip a beat to see photos of him. I’m not making this up. I get hyper. It could be 3AM and I could be dead tired, but getting new photos of my nephew gives me a jolt of happiness that is like nothing else. I’m across the ocean, but I’m right there with him, y’know? And when I see those new and bright white teeth, and him standing up and almost walking, I feel just as excited as almost a year ago when he was born.
And you know I have this vision that when he’s old enough to read, he’ll be right here on uncle BM’s blog laughing and making fun of the sappy way his uncle used to talk about him. (laugh it up kid, you know you love when your crazy uncle from Europa comes to visit)So anyway, that’s my boy, and let’s not forget the happy couple raising the lad… they deserve some photo credit as well.
Today’s Sounds: Richard Bona – Scenes from my life
VBlogging Friends
I’m doing my tribute to video blogging today. But it’s hard to talk visuals when i have some kind of eye problem right now. In high school we used to call this pink eye or something, but I refuse to admit I could have such a thing. So I call mine, an eye irritation. But nevermind that, let’s talk about vblogging.
Don’t get scared, it’s not far off at all. Matter of fact, it’s already here. You know blogs (I hope), cause you’re reading one. And while the world may still send mixed signals in public, you also know about podcasting; sort of an audioblogging. So vbloging is the next step of course. In the natural progression, dating back to the typewriter, radio and television. People will (and are) record snippets of their daily lives, or a personal message, and publish it to their blog-style site. Direct, personal- media.I know.. I know.. video bm? But think deeper, there are so many people in this world of internets. Obviously most of us can sneak a peek during work and read blogs. MAybe slightly less of us can pop on headphones or just load podcasts onto our mp3 players and listen to shows. So probably even less of us can sit and watch video blogs on our computers throughout the day. Even if those little handheld video players are getting more popular. But still… there are so many of you out there… some prefer text, others sound, and plenty — video. So, vblogging is definitely here to stay. Just ask the duke of the vblog… Anti. I think my favorite part of anti’s films are when he puts the caption under them with the title. It always has the little tag “a film”. Thats the part I love…. like “How to Brush your Teeth – a Film“
I playing with the Vblog system he recommends, but its far from perfect. Wanted to throw on a vb of my own here, but no dice. So instead I refer you to his work, as well as that of Madge Weinstein’s Insane Films, and the wide world of Vblogging. Look out world, it’s already here!
Today’s Sounds: Desperate Housewives is on lazy friday night Belgian TV