Monday, November 22, 2010

Men? Policemen?

Today, as I was watching my kid watch her marathon of Sesame Street on our Apple TV, I developed a sudden headache of epic proportions. I ended up sleeping for about 45-minutes at three different times throughout the day, I also had about twelve Advil and that only made me feel about 40% better.

Today is also the day I remembered that a cheese and tomato sandwich is probably the best sandwich ever.

My head started feeling better after my last nap at around 9:30PM, which is an awful time for a nap seeing as how it’s now five-in-the-morning and I’m watching Blade Runner and writing a blog post. I’ve tried closing my eyes, but it’s like they’re spring loaded and wont stay shut. I’ve tried reading boring things on the interwebs and that usually puts me to sleep, but tonight, not so much.

I suppose the reason I’m not sleepy is because a wild-hair climbed up my butt and decided it would be a good idea to invest in the stock market. I thought it would be real nice to actually have a use for the stocks app on my phone, and the potential income would be a great benefit, but I figured it’s too late to invest in the companies that I give two hoots about. I’ve got about $500 that I could invest, but that would buy one share of Apple, and a couple of shares of Coke. Unfortunately, while having a nice chunk of money in the future would be nice, I need cash now.

After my dreams of being the next Warren Buffet faded away, I decided to turn on Blade Runner. I actually love this movie, but I often forget how much love I have for it. Every time I watch it, I appreciate some little detail, a silent stare or a head tilt and I am reminded at how much of a masterpiece it truly is.

Another interesting thing is the whole “Is Deckard a replicant or not” sub-plot, once you know about it, every word, reaction shot, blank stare, every question becomes a possible hint to the fact that Deckard is as clueless to his own humanity as Rachel is when first being interviewed. Blade Runner brought up the theory of questioning our own humanity seventeen years before The Matrix slowed down its first bullet.

There’s nothing quite like it, and there hasn’t been anything like it since. I cannot think of one movie that comes close to what Blade Runner delivers. 

I’m going to finish re-watching Deckard fight Pris, and I’ll watch Batty beg his father for more life, and maybe then I’ll dream of Electric Sheep.

Wednesday, October 27, 2010

I might have a problem.

So, I’m bored and I thought I’d list all the Apple gear I own and have owned through the years. Let’s begin.

Computers:

  • iBook (Dual USB) - Came with OS X 10.0 and was returned.
  • iBook (Late 2001) - Sold
  • PowerBook G4 867 MHz - Purchase as an early wedding gift April 2003. Sold.
  • Mac Mini - Ordered day it was announced in January 2005. Sold.
  • MacBook - White. Purchased July 2006. Sold.
  • MacPro - Quad-Core Xeon 2.66 GHz. Sold.
  • MacBook Pro (Late 2007) - 15” Glossy Screen, 2.2GHz. Sold.
  • MacBook Pro (Mid 2009) - Unibody 13”. Sold.
  • iMac (Late 2009) - 27” Core i5. Sold.
  • MacBook Pro (Mid 2010) - 15” Glossy Hi-Res, 2.4 GHz. Current machine. 

Displays: 

  • 20” Cinema Display - DVI

iPhone:

  • iPhone - 4GB
  • iPhone 3G - 8GB
  • iPhone 3GS - 16GB
  • iPhone 4 - 32GB

iPad: 

  • iPad 16GB - Wi-Fi only.
  • iPad 16GB - 3G + Wi-Fi.

iPod: 

  • iPod - Original, Mac-only, 5GB, scroll wheel.
  • iPod (Dock Connector) - 10GB
  • iPod mini - Pink for the Mrs.
  • iPod (Click Wheel) -
  • iPod Shuffle - Won during a raffle at CompUSA.
  • iPod nano - Original Black.
  • iPod nano - Original White.
  • iPod (5th Generation)
  • iPod nano - Black
  • iPod Classic - 80GB
  • iPod Shuffle (3rd generation)
  • iPod Touch (3rd generation)

Sunday, August 22, 2010

Homescreen.me

I've been fortunate to receive an invite to a new website that's in beta right now, it's called homescreen.me.

The idea is you take a screenshot of your iOS home screen and upload to the site and explain the various bits and pieces of your daily, digital experience.

It's a neat idea, but at this time there is no way to easily find other peoples' home screens. Hopefully, this will be a feature implemented before it leaves beta.

You can check out my homescreen here: http://homescreen.me/batfish

iPad and beer

This day was a relaxing day.

Sunday, August 1, 2010

I Want to Beat the Heat

"Another day, another dollar." If you live in Bakersfield it might as well be, "Another day, another hundred-dollars added to the electricity bill."

It's the oppressive heat that's been having me in a funk, lately. Almost near a point of depression. I wake-up in the morning and I immediately want to go back to bed and not have to deal with heat. How I long and beg for the cold, wet winter months to roll through town again.

I miss sitting in a slightly cold house. Watching the fog roll across the front porch, leaving the ground damp and soggy. I miss the smell of clean air. I miss not having to take another shower forty-five minutes after taking the first.

Such is life. 

So, today was an uneventful Saturday. Ate In-N-Out. I actually tasted the spread for the first time in my life. Let me tell you, I wasn't very impressed. I don't see why people freak-out for the spread. I didn't hate it, but I think mustard is far superior.

After burgers, we walked around the mall for about an hour and came home. Kaitlin has had a cough for the last couple days. I'm hoping it doesn't develop in to whooping cough, and though I highly doubt it, I suppose it's still a possibility.

This is the first time I've done a nothing-in-particular type blog post in forever. I really got back in to the swing of this. Trying to make an epic story out of things has lead to a rather lonely looking and out-of-date blog.

"Blogging for the sake of blogging"

That's my new motto. And I intend to stick to it, at least until the morning, anyway. 

Saturday, July 31, 2010

Monday, May 24, 2010

Sleep Writing

I had just fallen asleep on my recliner. I concentrated of the quietness, the sounds of the cars. I let my mind float away. This came out:

"The quiet sounds like the number seven.
My subconscious drifts to the back of my skull.
It awakens, wraps around, waving goodbye to my eardrums and slams on the brakes when it reaches my ocular cavity."

  I should do that more often. Maybe not, I dunno.