Elen síla lúmenn' omentielvo - Erundur Anwamehtar
But You’re So Beautiful
Posted by on May 16th, 2008, at 5:30pm

I love Seattle because of days like today. It’s sunny, blue skies, green trees. Spring is full blown today. I’m half-naked right now and loving it.

Martin got an iPod and converted all his albums to MP3s. The good news? I got my pick of his albums and ended up w/ about 15 CDs consisting mostly of ’90s alternative rock. Blink-182 FTW.

What’s my age again?

Made last minute dinner plans for tonight and breakfast plans for tomorrow. Apparently, I enjoy living moment-to-moment. It doesn’t hurt that yesterday George W. provided me w/ some much appreciated stimulation in the form of $600. Plus, I had my first payday from my new business which helps out, too.

Anyway, gotta head out for food. Later!

Animoto: Music Video Creator
Posted by on May 15th, 2008, at 11:31am

I just discovered Animoto, a music video creator. You feed it your images and a song you want to use and it uses its magical math skills to fit the images to the beat.

It let’s you create 30-second videos for free. Longer videos with additional features cost either $3/video or $30/year.

For now, I’m sticking w/ the free video option. My first attempt at creating one is below using pictures from the recent trip Benjamin and Suzanne took to visit me.


Rockin’ Washington: Direct Link

Haiku!
Posted by on May 4th, 2008, at 6:58pm

I’ve had the pleasure of discovering haikoo.org, a collaborative haiku website created by Tom Music. I met Tom about a month ago at the inaugural Seattle Startup Drinks event (sidenote: never ye fear, I drank no beer). I saw him again yesterday and was reminded of his site and told of new enhancements to it.

The concept of Haikoo.org is a pleasant one and simple. Each person contributes one line of the haiku.

An example. I begin a haiku by giving it a name and the first line. I began one yesterday, and it has already been completed.

Sixes
A Saturday thick
with smoke, fear, and promises
that Sunday will come

(Participants: anwamehtar, kellynisms, tom)

He recently added another feature that allows people to add Youtube videos of the poem being recited. I particularly enjoyed the following one:

streetside
little old lady
release your grocery cart
those shackles are loud

(Participants: vixy, chrispin, WEContact)

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And this one by marmay9, dimelane, EnFeu and performed by kellynisms is worth having a laugh about:

confetti
life keeps taking me
by suprise, and it makes me
separate, explode

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It’s worth admiring the completed poems, and if you like the premise sign up and try it out.

Accomplishing
Posted by on April 27th, 2008, at 9:05pm

Yesterday, I upgraded three WordPress blogs to 2.5.1. Had a good time at SaturdayHouse. After SH, Patrick, JDugan, and I were going planning to go to a teriyaki place. It was closed so we ended up at Denny’s.

Denny’s is great for several reasons: 1) food. 2) tasty food. 3) meaty food. 4) no rush – they’re used to people sitting around.

Zombies were discussed. I’d never thought about it before, but Patrick pointed out that zombie movies are an excellent vehicle for discussing societal issues. George A. Romero revolutionized the popular conception of zombies through his 1968 film “Night of the Living Dead” and following films. He did this by using zombies “to criticize real-world social ills – such as government ineptitude, bioengineering, slavery, greed and exploitation – while indulging our post-apocalyptic fantasies.” (Source)

Today, I went to church, cooked and ate several bratwurst, upgraded my laptop to Ubuntu 08.04 “Hardy Heron,” fought w/ multi-column CSS/XHTML design, converted six CDs to FLAC files, converted six albums of FLAC files to 320kbps MP3s for use on my iPod, updated my iPod catalog, and ate some cheese.

Now I’m going to go relax for a few minutes before sleep. Good night.

Cell Phone Poem
Posted by on April 27th, 2008, at 3:32pm

From the tower high I watch the earth and watch the sky the workers as they stumble by and yet I cry out for I am one with them