Just letting the world know, I’m keeping busy with preparing to move to another apartment.
I also blame Dean Knox and is visit into town for the lack of anything productive, heh.
Oh, and I have to see The Dark Knight again sometime.
Just letting the world know, I’m keeping busy with preparing to move to another apartment.
I also blame Dean Knox and is visit into town for the lack of anything productive, heh.
Oh, and I have to see The Dark Knight again sometime.
Yeah, there’s a song by that title. I still love that song by Barenaked Ladies. Too bad it has absolutely nothing to do with the post itself. (Or does it? Release the metahounds!)
Alloted time for the post: 2 hours, from pre-post to post-post. There’s a POST related joke here somewhere, but I’m going to refrain from going into it.
Well… I started the exercise regimen again. Finally. Being tired of my fat self and completely ignoring the ever so slight (no, I’m kidding, it still hurts quite a bit, but much less than before) ankle pains, I started back on the ellipticals. Monday and Wednesday were good times.
But when I drove by on Friday, the windows were all papered up, and a sign was posted on the door saying it was closed. I thought nothing too much of it, thinking maybe it was closed down for maintenance (although the place has “24″ in its name, suggesting that it doesn’t close). So, instead, I ended up running towards Derek’s apartment and jogging while walking the dog.
In trying to get their number, I tried accessing their site, which was and is still down. Working my Google magic got me to this point: Local Yahoo! as well as Yelp seems to tell similar stories of this closure.
Without warning, the place closed down. If memory serves me right, I paid $75 for a full year in advance. Eh. Half a year for $75 is still pretty good. The problem is now… I have to figure out where to go for the lifting and the running.
I guess it’s back to WIMPE for $26/month.
Call it Lair 2.5. At least with this out of the way, I can get to getting some work done. Or obsess over the next possible way to make my stuff more efficient… It’s a never-ending game I like to play. Moving on.
No matter how cliché it sounds, things are coming together. Heck, I finally touched some xhtml/css tonight. Of course, I’m still not as good with svn as I would like to be, but git’s the future, isn’t it? Heh.
See? I know (working knowledge, not mastery) of what I want to learn and to accomplish. It’s just the fact that I have to follow through and do it. I need to stop being lazy.
But then I start wondering, why am I not passionate about doing it? If it really meant that much to me, I should quit my job and go after that said passion. What stands between me and that goal?
Well, for one thing, just because something is risky doesn’t mean it’s worth that risk. This is why the word “start-up” has come and gone in my book. StatusFix had the makings of a “start-up”. I really could have gone from one VC to the next, trying to secure funding for the team of five that I had forged. But I didn’t: It didn’t work out, and I just let it pewter out. That passion turned into anger and bitterness. And that passion turned into lessons. (Said lessons need to be meticulously thought out and… written in a book or something.)
Building up the confidence to say “this first time is going to suck, really (truthfully, not in the bullcrap JK way of always being self-deprecating) and it can only get better from here” is incredibly frustrating. It’s been hard. It’s going to continue to be hard. Especially trying to keep my biz hat and my dev hat on at different points in the product cycle is tiring and vexing. And for some reason, I like doing this. What’s wrong with me…?
I saw this series of videos on YouTube with Ira Glass of “This American Life” on National Public Radio Here’s Part #3. Watch the rest; it’s good.
While the lessons and advice shared in these videos applies indirectly for projammin’ and project development, it applies directly in some ways because of this desire to start up a screencast for Web Applications. You’ll see it if it ever happens.
I guess this is my second weekly personal update. We’ll see if it carries over to next week.
Yeah, I know. It’s been a while.
While I have been developing a backlog of things to write about here on this blog, I’ve also been occupied with… okay, I won’t lie: Video Games.
Across three “systems” (Wii, Mac, and PC), the attacks are as follows:
For the Wii, it’s been Rock Band. Horribly gimped. Definitely not worth the $180, in respect to the downloadable content-laden and better graphic’ed Xbox 360 and PS3 versions. (I would have bought it for cheaper gladly. Instead, I just bought it with lots of bitterness.) I still ended up going for the full set, because I know for a fact I’ll be selling it as soon as I master the drums in this game. I had a feeling it’ll sell better as a full set. Plus, I kinda wanted people to play with me anyway. Oh, and thirdly, I want to sing and play a plastic instrument at the same time. I feel like that’ll be yet another extreme and exciting challenge, let alone, hilarious for the onlookers. (Yes, I even bought a microphone stand. Yes, I’m insane.) I’m probably going to get Guitar Hero World Tour anyway, if I keep the Wii, that is.
On the Mac, it was Fallout. This game, my goodness, is amazing. Who would have thunk a post-apocalyptic world would be so much fun? I cannot believe I missed out on it during my middle school years. I guess back then, my life was too consumed with StarCraft to be messing with other games.
I ended up installing Boot Camp for one single purpose: Orange Box. Specifically, Team Fortress 2. It has consumed any free time I’ve had in the past couple of weeks. Steam will tell the truth. I think reaching a Steam rating of 10 – EAGLES SCREAM! means someting… 36.6 HOURS? Expect this number to go up as I play through Half Life 2. With TF2, going through enough achievements to get to all the new weapon upgrades was very enjoyable.
Of course, installing Windows opens myself up to all these games that I didn’t even think about playing. Also, it opens myself up to wanting better hardware to run everything oh-so pretty. Too bad the iMac isn’t really up to the challenge in this area… (even if I go up to the 24″)
Sidenote: Where did my Air go? Sold it. Long story short: I didn’t see the value in being mobile anymore.
I’ve been experimenting with a little app called Chyrp. For awhile, Twitter filled my desire of posting short status updates and other interesting links. However, plagued by downtimes and other issues, I decided to start looking for some distributed or self-hosted alternatives. While I will continue to use Twitter to follow the heavy hitters and as a tool to supplement the blogging insanity, I have a feeling my traffic will die down. Actually, It’s been happening.

As I started to use Chyrp more and more this weekend, I feel as though it’s got a lot of potential. I just don’t see myself fiddling with any blogging platform for too much: I want the darn thing to work out of the box, as advertised, with very little, if not, no programming intervention. Is this too hard to ask? Yes, I’m a lazy programmer who’d rather be just a little bit less lazy about his own projects.
I kinda had a feeling this was going to happen this weekend. I took off the day on Monday due to a possible trip to Philly. After that got cancelled, I had four days ahead of me to create The World’s Next Best Thing (TWNBT, as some refer to it). However, not a whole lot happened. A LOT OF FREAKING GAMES happened.
But somehow, I found enough time between the TF2 and the Rock Band to write this slightly coherent update. Oh, there’s even more I could write about.
Quickie, because I don’t want to seem weak to everyone when I freaking have to go through my condition.
I’ve miss making goals. I’ve gotten weaker in character, not being able to follow through with a whole lot of things I’ve been wanting to accomplish. I’ve let past (uh oh, this is where it gets kinda dramatic. RUN. RUN! He’s opening the “past” folder) things muck up the present. Actually, it really hasn’t. You know what, now that I think about it, I look to the past mistakes as awesome. Or wait, am I just soothing myself?
And…. Scene.
That kind of thinking gets me nowhere. I feel like my gift of memorizing things is quickly fading. Sometimes, two people will tell me I’ve said something that I completely do not remember saying. This has almost never happened before.
Is there an eraser in my head? (For those of you that got this reference, have a cookie.)
But really: I’m kinda sick and tired of old-me. New-me kinda wants to kick old-me in the face with the Awesomedary Boots.
It’s kinda hard to define who you are. Do you do it with respect to others? Or do you not care at all about what people think, and just make you you?
For some reason, I’m like an electron (fermions) in the Pauli Exclusion Principle. Like a 0 or a 1 (dang it, I keep thinking about the Gary Winston speech from Anti-Trust), I cannot have that widely- and socially-accepted view on this matter.
Actually, let’s bust out the Heisenburg Uncertainty Principle. Actually, let’s not. I’m boring myself, even.
Back to the point of this sidenote: I’m in the state of not caring about anyone else. Or at least, a very few people very very passionately. Much more so than any stage of my life, I bet if I let one extremely respectable and legendary person into my life, I could end up doing their bidding. And because I said this publicly, I’m going to end up going the opposite way.
The JK way is to always keep them surprised: I cannot stress how much I have to continue to innovate myself. I cannot be. I have to keep moving. If I am just existing, I might as well not exist. I have to create.
I have to punch someone in the face. I have to love someone to death.
With all these lists, “How To” guides, and massive trivia in my head, I hope to live life and experience something new each and everyday. I say this, but I have a feeling none of my past experiences will amount to jack squat in the future. I say that, but I have a feeling it’ll all come together and make sense in the end.
DANG IT, STOP IT WITH YOUR CIRCLES.
And… Scene.
Yeah. That last section was the insanity that’s brewing in my head every freaking single day.
I feel like occupying my CPU with actual work is better than all having all those JMPs muck up the pipelines. Which leads into one of the many goals I’m going to be making.
SIDENOTE: Wow, I feel like I’m in the zone again. You know, that zone I was in when I had my last blogging explosion. Gotta keep going. Bawls, keep me awake and my cornea blood vessels enlarge so it doesn’t hurt as much.
That’s all: Stop Multitasking. Focus on Health. Go Be Awesome.
Thanks for taking the time to read through this ridiculously long post. I guess I’m posting this on the 6th of July CST. This date means nothing to me.
And so, it begins. The Legend of Josh Kim.