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Saturday, January 08, 2005
Digital Fandom


Clive Barker Rawks!
"Something old, something new, something borrowed, something blue," goes the saying.  It's been an interesting digital marriage.  I serendipitously themed most of my online activities to Clive Barker's novel, Imajica, soon after I bought the first edition in a Detroit Metro airport shop prior to boarding a flight to San Antonio to start a consulting contract almost 15 years ago.  I digitally co-branded my future existence to a work of literary fiction.  As things typically go with time, I have grown to appreciate that association better than one made with a professional sports team, specific location, or some other named group.  I guess you could call me a loyal fan.  I had the pleasure of a Judith Odell in my life for five of those years.  I also had a cat for 15 years, as I note in my blogdrive profile.  I miss them both.

I've travelled through the dominions of my own personal Imajica.  And like Barker's novel, the horrors and pleasures have been many, varied and fantastic.  All that memory aside, I simply included the image of my digital genesis because I thought it to be appropriate in order to speak of a few items of interest concerning Thunderstorms in the Imajica.

One of the things I've been looking at with an eye toward improvement is my static, left-side, menu panel here.  Before the New Year, I created the framework for my Ear Candy in the Imajica.  I'm going to work from the main destinations envisioned for tha left-sde menu panel graphical headings: the Stormy Topics, Web Litter and Web Phreeks sections, preliminarily.  If you have a suggestion, feel free to make it.

Another thing to do is just slowly adding content linkage to many of those sections.  Here's a warning: complain just once about it and I'll code that panel to display 100 50x50 pixel-sized fan listing, AOL buddy and user avatar icons there.  So, don't push me.

Here's something for you, if you have a non-graphically challenged blog that you otherwise hide by not including the URL for it in any of your email signatures.  Right-click and rip this GIF animation, if you want to beta-test some blogdrive community spirit.  All of the animated GIFs below are the same graphic image file simply shown on several different gradients of background color.

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[Headphones] :: Sky's the Limit - Authority Zero




Thursday, January 06, 2005
Swamp Gas v. 002


Welcome to Swamp Gas in the Imajica.  Similar to the You Can't Make This Shit Up (YCMTSU) section, Swamp Gas will focus solely on news and items of interest in the sunshine state of Florida.

They say, "All the nuts in America roll downhill to Florida," so let's just see how true that phrase really is.

Click on the Swamp Gas logo for the smelly menu.

Swamp Gas v. 002

ST. AUGUSTINE

 Maybe little Mikey likes Muzzle Loaders
Yo.  If you're ever stuck in a hotel room in the 904
sharing a suicidally lame weekend with your little cousin Mikey who won't stop whining because you won't give up the Play Station controller, you could always drag your half-stoned redneck ass to the Museum of Weapons in historic St. Augustine.  My enhanced Thunderstorms-enabled web browser's You Can't Make This Shit Up (YCMTSU) plug-in spotted this for me today.  Like Ginger Bear, I figured you wouldn't believe me, so here's the most dial-up friendly proof I can offer you.










[Headphones] :: Jessica: Sanibel Island - JfZ




Tuesday, January 04, 2005
Faded Genes and Memories



If images of the first half of the twentieth century americana are something that you might enjoy, then I may have something for you.  I recently started a greatest journal account to publish some of the pictures I plan on scanning in as part of a personal project over the next several months.

My office isn't quite set up the way I want it quite yet, but I made some significant progress towards that end when a neighbor helped me move some furniture around the house.  Once my scanner is up and running again, I'll populate my various albums planned for the GJ Web-Litter site.

GJ Web-Litter will have photos that could span the 1870s-1970s, more or less. It seems like a nice alternative to having my images moved around by the self-righteous art fag gallery moderators over on DeviantArt.  I like DA, so I say that in the least grumpy way I can.  Initially, you might not find very much on GJ Web-Litter, but bookmark it if this sort of thing interests you.  I will be adding hundreds of images there and I'll put a link to it on the static panel here, eventually.

If you wish to use any of these original images or use them as the source for a digitally modified graphic for your own website, please simply respect my creative commons license to this work.  I have contact info available for permission of commercial use, and also, for obtaining much higher resolution versions of the images I will be publishing there.

The only reason I prefer you don't just rip the images is simply because I may have known or I am related to someone in the photographs.  For example, the image above is a pretty cool wedding photo of my own mom when she was probably 23 years old.  Tomorrow is her birthday.

While I can't afford the tools or time to embark on a genealogical journey at the moment, I do have my reasons for putting low-rez dialup-friendly versions of these images online.  Someone out there may recognize and be able to identify some of the other people in these very old photographs.  It may be their own great-grandmother, or uncle, or some other member of their extended family.

So I'm willing to share -- but I'd honestly prefer a heads-up -- if you planned on using the images for some sort of parody site, like the very funny one Brandon Starr pointed out recently, the Institute of Official Cheer,  And no.  I don't appologize for tricking people on the main blogdrive tag board into clicking on a link only to be simultaneously fascinated and horrified by images of the Dorcus Menswear collection.







[Headphones] :: creed - halofaust



Sunday, January 02, 2005
Low-rez-alicious New Year


 The heavy chains of worry are forged in idle hours -- Jim Rohn
These other pesky blogdrivers -- all of them are making resolutions for the new year.  Such peer pressure.  Wouldn't you think I should take stock of the last year and vow to do things that will improve the next year?

What is this friggin' New Year's resolution tradition all about?  Is it global, or just european, or american?  It sounds like it could be rooted in some seventeeth century Calvinist philosophy.  What the hell?  Bare your soul, announce it publicly and your neighbors and fellow colonists have until the first thaw in the Spring to piss on your dreams.  I don't like it -- not one bit.

Enough about me.  Mouse-over some of these favorites, then click.

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Brandon Starr
Gloria
Sinja
Lyly
Sarah
Phases
Wail
Anthony
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KellyK
Dave
Angela
Adam
Xaos
Halcyon
Dr. God
Saladin
Katriana


Okay, fine.  I resolve to procrastinate less.  Don't take note of the date of this New Year's entry and we'll both be off on the right foot.  Lists are embarassing.








[Headphones] :: BaD DoG Karaoke v1.0 - JfZ


Friday, December 31, 2004
Tick Tock, 2004


2004
2005
I will be one person happy to see 2004 disappear from my calendar.  So, in the spirit of celebration and at the eleventh hour, I give you some various places across the United States that will be partying like it was 2005 for the next couple of hours.

Here's a live video stream of NY Times Square.

If you can't watch U.S. TV and see Regis Philbin in a tuxedo filling in for the venerable Dick Clarke, then these webcam sites may be entertaining.  I like the musical line up FOX scheduled for the New Year's broadcast, but I would rather stab myself in the eyes and ears with a lead pencil than watch and listen to Ryan Seacrest host that program.

You can say goodbye to 2004 and hello to 2005 from:

12 webcams on New York Times Square.

Detroit skyline from Windsor, Ontario, Canada.

Washington, D.C.

Miami / Ft. Lauderdale

Chicago

Denver

Los Angeles

Seattle

Here's a nifty page of New Year's Eve images of drunken people with cell phone cams.

If your location isn't listed, it's likely because I spotted a [Bush/Cheney '04] bumper sticker on your pickup truck or farm equipment.  No one really cares how you party in red state America.








[Headphones] :: BaD DoG Karaoke v1.0 - JfZ


 
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