Sdtrk: ‘1939’ by Motiivi: Tuntematon

Would you believe me if I said that it’s too hot to write anything?
Cos it is

Sdtrk: something from the Space channel 5 part 2 ‘Non-stop remix’ Cd, playing in my head

I’m currently typing this post from my campus lab, where I’m in between homework assignments. I’ve just checked ‘Shouting etc etc’ from the lab computers, which are all equipped with Micro$quish Internet Exploder, and I am appalled at how utterly fucked this site looks with that browser. About a fifth of the way into the ‘You’ve got questions, we’ve got.. I dunno’ post, the text arbitrarily increases about a size and a half. Lovely.

Do yourself a favour; get Firefox. It’s possibly the best browser out there, the add-on extension capability it has is sexy, and most importantly, it doesn’t make this site look like it was written and composed by a complete troglodyte.

More later, perhaps possibly maybe

Sdtrk: ‘Sheila take a bow’ by the Smiths

I have to apologise, after my own fashion, for the lack of recent updates with ‘Shouting etc etc’. Throughout various stages of my life, I’ve always kept journals/diaries, but instead of writing something practically every day, I’ve always been one of those people who doesn’t really bash out a post unless I deem it worthy of public consumption. (Which, all told, should eliminate 90% of the content of this blog.) Also, I’m lazy.
So there’s your apology! If this were a pay site, I’m certain people would be demanding refunds at this point. C’est la guerre!

Wolfgang und Mike und Via Kali und I went on another urban photo safari Thurs morn, which was enjoyable as usual. I was more loath to go outside than normal, as the weather was supposed to be in the low eighties today, but there was virtually no humidity, and it was nice ‘n’ breezy, so it wasn’t too bad. This time round, we visited the Nicolet Townhouses, designed by the man who could do no wrong, Ludwig Mies van der Rohe. After that, we hit Eastern market, which I haven’t been to since the Reagan administration. Upon visiting an antique store, Via Kali bought some sort of African musical gourd thing (which may or may not have been cursed — you know that sort of thing goes. Never purchase other-cultural items from secondhand stores. We all saw ‘Gremlins’), and my eye was caught by two things in particular that I naturally can’t afford:

On the left, a Vespa Allstate (I believe they dated it at 1958), $3500. On the right, a Soundesign AM/FM 3-speed turntable with eight-track player, and flashing perspex disco lights in the base, $250. The scooter is negligible — yes, it’s a Vespa, but it’s not grey, silver, black or white, plus I prefer the Sixties models — but I’ve gotta have that feckin’ hi-fi. Who do I have to kill to get that hi-fi??
Ahh, who am I kidding. It’s fab, but it’s no Rosita Stereo commander Luxus. There are other sexy hi-fis out there to be drooled over..

After a luncheon at a pizzeria in Eastern market, we took some pics of 20th century ruins. Such as this one, for example.

That path you see is where train tracks used to be. We don’t know what the building’s former use was, but we believe its two current functions are attracting graffiti artists, and swallowing souls.
Once again, I’m sure the Good People at RoToRs will hasten to put up more photos soon. Well, at the very least, ones different from mine

Sdtrk: ‘Will you be staying after Sunday’ by The Peppermint rainbow

And Happy Victoria Day, Canada! When I move to you in five years, you’re gonna have to esplain to me what that holiday’s all about. (Or rather, aboot.)

Went to the eye doctor on Friday, as I have a chalazion on my left lower eyelid. Actually, I’ve had the bastard for almost two months now, but I’ve been financially unable to have it seen to. Hurrah.
A chalazion, if you’re not familiar with it, is just a fancy Greek name for an eyelid zit. It doesn’t hurt unless I squint real hard, but they’re fecking annoying, and rather damaging to my already-tenuous opinion of my self-image. Mine is currently the size of an airsoft BB, and if I glance to the left and down, I can see it. Mnyeh. I’ve had them before, back a couple of years ago when I was working in the Blood and Serum Mines at Quest diagnostics, and they were hateful back then, too. Since I had really good health insurance through my job, I went and had ’em scraped out. That’s right! The eye doctor clamped on some Clockwork orange-style lidlocks, flipped my lids inside out, and scraped out the offending material. I went in one week to have one done, then went back next week for the other. Thanx to modern localised anaesthetic, the procedure didn’t hurt a lot, it was just very pinchy. So on 6 June I’ll have this one done. I should take before and after pics, so you will know what a chalazion looks like..

I’ll attempt to write something not steeped in nausea later on. Some people are still digesting lunch right now!

Sdtrk: ‘Surfactant’ by Merzbow

So, what have you cats been up to? Huh, really? Me either.

Not a tremendous amount going on with me at the moment, although I did manage to score bargain-priced copies of Phantom crash and Blood will tell. To be honest, Phantom crash has been taking up a lot of my free time, but then, as I’d said, there simply isn’t a whole lot I’m up to right now.

Right, well, there is this (cross-posted from the thread I’d started on The Doll Forum):

Once again, the illustrious Ta-bo-san has yet another link in his diary worth investigating; this time it’s a film that looks pretty ace, called ‘Tamaño Natural’, aka ‘Grandeur nature’, aka ‘Grandezza naturale’, aka ‘Life Size’. Directed by Luis Garcia Berlanga, it looks to be like a 70s version of ‘Monique’. Apparently it was just released on DVD this year. ‘2005 March, DVD was obtained finally,’ Ta-bo-san sez through Babelfish. ‘It is Spanish reissue edition.’

Looks ace! But I would say that.. Actually, I already did say that.

O, and Abyss creations have posted new pics of their RealDolls on offer; that’s definitely noteworthy..

Finally, I have built a haiku out of raw matter. This is what happens when you step outside, by the way.

Oily black bird lands
Pecks at lawn without stopping
He has lots of time

Sdtrk: ‘Radio drill time’ by Josef K

Gods, this whole ‘leaving one’s house’ and ‘going outside’ thing.. what can I say? It’s crazy! I’d say it’ll end up being a passing fad, though; I really don’t think it’ll catch on.

EARLIER: Ran around with Wolfgang, Mike and Gina in various and sundry parts of downtown Detriot from 10am to 1pm, taking more photographs of structures. This time, we spent most of our time in the Joe Louis Arena parking structure, which was pretty fecking ace. It was a pretty good example of Eighties concrete architecture that was aspiring towards something greater, and largely failing. Well, it worked back then. Very Logan’s Run-ish, which of course, greatly appeals to me. I didn’t bring Clicky Mk II, but Wolfgang and Mike both had their cameras on hand, so I’m sure they’ll post summat about it on their Rotors blog soon enough..

LATER: Attended my first session for my transcription technology class this afternoon, which really doesn’t seem like it’s gonna be all that difficult, all told. It’s an eight-week course, and we meet for five of those weeks, non-sequentially. It’s more of a lab-based/independent study kinda thing, apparently. ‘Students will learn and develop competencies in transcription, proofreading, and editing skills as they relate to using technology to communicate information and increase productivity,’ sez the syllabus. Basically, it’s Spelling, Grammar and Punctuation cross-bred with Typing and Transcribing. Should be a doddle, really. But then, I say that now..

And Tomas just rang me an hour ago, from the midst of BFE, Nebraska. He was kinda freaking out, due to a sudden lightning / hailstorm slightly before the halfway marker of his voyage. ‘Hailstones the size of marbles!’ he exclaimed. ‘Fuck!!’

See? I told you! Going outside is waaay overrated

Sdtrk: ‘Open arms’ by The Dears

Inspired by getting round to Tomas’ this past Sat eve, and helping him eBay more articles to people across the nation, I’ve just put up a plenum of my own goods for auction once again. Why not have a look, and subsequently bid like it’s going out of style?

Also.. crap. There was something else I wanted to mention, but I can’t remember what it was. Hrrm