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Friday, August 27, 2004
just got a spam e-mail (e pluribus unum), the content of which was this: I never expected to feed cannibals. This does not interest me. Our greatest Champion, Overman-Anu, once climbed the spiral stairway and fought nine days with the Gargoyles before he could escape them and come back; but he could never be induced to describe the dreadful creatures, and soon afterward a bear caught him and ate him up. Wish I was at home with mother and dad and the girls. Wish I'd never seen the Demon Electricity and his wonderful inventions. greatest. spam. ever. knowing that no spammer could be that creative, i did a little research which revealed that the first and last couple of sentences are from an L. Frank Baum story called "the master key" and the middle bit about the gargoyles and such is from his "Dorothy and the Wizard in Oz." quelle bizarre. Tuesday, August 24, 2004
i've just been made aware of a webcomic - suburbantribe.net - that i'm a character in. well, at least, there's a character named "alan" (ok, so the name's spelled differently) who's an art director/graphic designer and looks... well, pretty much like me. a little creepy, but not in a bad way. heh. Monday, August 23, 2004
i'm not a hat person, nor am i much for fashion - haute or kitsch. i am a designer, though, and the little artsy creative sprite inside me thinks that some of these hats are the coolest. kind of a cross between puck and bib fortuna. with a little cremaster thrown in. dunno if i'd buy one, but still... can you believe they stole "the scream" at gunpoint? and the museum was uninsured for theft? and they're asking the perps to please take good care of it? heh. an inspiration for would-be art thieves everywhere. Wednesday, August 18, 2004
i don't write about my relationships here; i don't discuss my girlfriend, friends, co-workers, family or familiars except for casual mention of my daily interactions with them. i try not to whine and bitch or otherwise ooze gooey sentiment about people. no gossip, no gushing, no deep cathartic outpourings of pain, because, well, it's private. you can find that stuff all over the web, and besides being potentially hurtful to those involved, it just isn't that interesting. i may be an emotional, sensitive 00's kinda guy - i may have a weakness for bands like bright eyes and *cringe* dashboard confessional - but this ain't no emo weblog. sometimes, though, i wish it was. sometimes i don't post anything at all because if i did it would be exactly the personal kind of thing i try to stay away from - because i feel like i need to vent/blurt/talk to *somebody*, to put all my deepest personal confusions in writing so i can sit back and look at them and organize my thoughts and see that it's all real, that it makes sense, somehow; and even to hear what other people (namely you) might have to say about it. then again, no. Friday, August 13, 2004
just so you know, the, um, ...poetic spacing on my last post wasn't my idea. that's just how it comes out when i post by e-mail from my sidekick; usually, i go back into blogger later and fix the spacing, but this looked too much like a poem to mess with. so i left it. anyway. Sunday, August 08, 2004
man, fuck this town and all its pretentious art culture shite. fuck white line night, fuck nice dinners and fuck the being seen scene. what bullshit. fuck me for falling for it, I should know better by now. thankfully, my penance is no more than a long, sobering walk home down magazine street and a few blisters, which will heal, unaccompanied by my distaste. --ab3 Thursday, August 05, 2004
long time no post. sorry about that.
![]() so i'm working on a job today that's reminiscent of one of my first design-for-real-money experiences - tracing little loopy swirly flourishes into lineart - and i'm again reminded that for those who traffic in adobe illustrator, the smooth tool is your friend. hrm... won't repeat that sentence in public. i've been fairly steadily busy at work, website revisions and such have been keeping me occupied lately, but i've also been working on a really neat dvd package design project, which, if it comes to fruition, will be some absolutely ace portfolio work. also been seeing some billboards i've designed for a local casino up around town, and i have to say i'm pleased. so i'm going through a pretty professionally satisfying period here, i guess. had a really wonderful weekend with amanda this last, here in town, in my newly immaculate apartment(!); mostly took it easy - she introduced me to m.night shymalan's movies - we rented signs and saw the villiage in the theatre. (no, i've never seen the 6th sense or unbreakable...) cooked dinner on saturday, caught jay farrar in concert at tipitinas, and started missing her again the moment her car door closed. white linen night's coming up this weekend... trying to figure out what's going on with that - if you're in town, and up for anything, lemme know... |