5/10/02 The world goes down the swanny...
Suicide bombings, continued Al-Qaeda activity, Archduke Ferdinand-style Euro executions, Come back Clinton, all's forgiven. Oh, except for this pretty perturbing statistic I just read: in 1999, the most recent year for which statistics are available, 28,874 Americans were killed with guns. Reflect on that for a moment. That Star Wars sequel had better be head & shoulders above its laconic predecessor.
Some photies including the debut of NG. Cheers to Niall for sending on some reputable Garrett wedding photies.
Having expanded my newspaper umbrella from the (London) Times to the New York Times, Washington Post & Grauniad, I have a chance to pit the NYT against its older sibling. A daft story of pesky pike in Northern California eluding human attempts to be massacred provides an interesting comparison. Round one: The Times 1, NYT 0.
5/8/02 Another one bites the dust...
A disposable camera was lost in the thick fog of the Pearl St Housewarming. No amount of laser light has led to its whereabouts. If anyone's seen it, I appeal to you to let the public see the beauty of that particular night. Meanwhile, if you're out there in deepest Philly, Shiv, take a gander at the stats -- Skankmeister is on the ascendant.
Where is FlatEric?
Shiv has outfrostied frosties itself, in a brilliant display of wry-comments-with-expandable-thumbnail-photies, focusing on Adam&Simon's party. Worth a visit (after 5/2). The DJ set went without hiccup & was critically acclaimed but not exactly popular. Perhaps it was missing a fog machine/laser? This weekend should prove that particular experiment.
Recent UK trip documented here, including the worst wedding shot of my (not inconsiderable) photographic experience. No photos from this morning's comedy experienceAnother new player?
Badger me if I'm not finding myself writing a utility for converting a RMP file to M3U. Did 2 mins of surfing & thought it would be easier to write one. Anyway, the reason? The Honeybadgerz project (OK, more an attempt to emulate the Avalanches than the animal itself) has kicked off in earnest. Get it yourself.
Corporate Whore? What for?
Some utterly non-descript noncery based around Kelley & Steph's joint (but distinctly separate) birthday on April 2. A definite lack of photographic editing. Must get the digital camera fixed for such scenes ("Let's get another angle on my double chin!").
Player du mois? Click ici. Le Pen in second round? Zut alors!
4/11/02 Under a lobster red sky
Life is swings & roundabouts at the mo'. Job is in the toilet, but personally things are nae so bad. Just came back from a glorious trip to Blighty blessed by constant sunshine, family/friends and good chocolate. Last night I found myself under a typically never-ending Colorado sky playing footy for Madras. Tonight Spiritualized/BRMC in town & tomorrow off to San Fran for the w/e.
Well well well, if it isn't our old friend Mr Pearl St Party (more a soiree than a party in truth) disposable camera, previously considered lost.
New housemate as player? Whodathortit?
4/4/02 Spring forward
The Oscars were generally pants again this year. Yes, yes, great to see the racial imbalance addressed etc, but did Halle Berry nearly have to outannoy Julia Roberts in the overreaction department? Just when you thought things couldn't get any worse, the scrawny dullard appears herself (in the guise of giving an award to Denzel Washington) to blubber forth with "Oh God I love my life". Here's to her career going the way of George Lazenby's...
Quite how we had such a large gathering and only made off with one photy is something for its organiser to lament. Anyway, for the conclusion of all things luvvy go ye here.
3/28/02 "Though my body gets tired...
My mind does it no favours at all/And there's so little time/To do something, something, anything more" [J Pierce]. Words have scarcely been more apt for the last week (and beyond, perhaps). "Have a real good life".
Another new player with a Scortish surname? Shorely Shome Mishtake, Miss Funnyfanny?
3/22/02 Bill Peden RIP
Bill Peden has died. He will be sorely missed by anyone who knew him.
3/13/02 Settling in
Last ever Gaylord photies from the hasty exit party & a trip to check out the snow in Lake Tahoe.
JB & I found ourselves in the misery of a Kmart shopping trip for house stuff the other day. Just as we were feeling sapped of the very will to live, a (middle-aged female) angel came from the adjacent aisle declaring that she was "so happy". After JB inquired if the lady in question was "high on life, or other external influences" the woman defended her felicity by exclaiming that "I'm so happy to have all these savings". Joy is clearly a subjective emotion.
3/1/02 And so it came to pass
Along with noncemanchild Tartley, I failed to organise the DSL in Pearl St. Apparently the phone company (Qwest) requires 2 weeks until they can find the lever to pull the switch (the house already having had DSL a few months ago, it must be a particularly tricky operation). How we managed to move house on the day of a 10 inch snow blizzard is something the gods of misfortune can only be smirking about.
Anyway, a thousand grazie, as usual, to Nixta, who has come to frosties aid in a time of (Tartley-induced) need.
The Vail house has seen a continuous party of varying repute. An old-but-new player?
2/20/02 End of an era
All that romance stuff is done with, now it's time to get down to business. To wit, the end of Gaylord Central is within a hair's breath. A final batch of mulled wine will see the old place off. The question remains as to whether the landlady considers vomit stains to be an impediment to returning the deposit intact. As of late Feb 28, the site will be down for a few days while Tartley figures out the DSL in the new house.
2/8/02 Debt Ahoy!
Some January japes based around Ash' Bachelor thingy & various related happenings. It's at this point that I have to reveal that I've decided to join the great society of debtors, in spite of the obvious folly of such an idea. The Gaylord Massive is relocating, expanding as fast as the EU and renaming itself to the Pearl Street Posse.
2/4/02 February Frugality
Large changes are looming on the frosties horizon. Yet more xmas (or thereabouts) events. Is that a new player I see before me?
1/23/02 Christmas Hangovers
Pre / Post-xmas excitement, xmas itself and New Year Noncery. I fear it's the end for the public NYE celebrations. Other than the usual Champs Elysees crowd-crushing, one of our group got attacked for an expensive camera. After successfully repelling the potential larcenists the scene turned surreal. Water pistols were shot through the freezing air in our direction as a general "fous la camp". The problem was that they contained some sort of WWI liquid acid weapon, causing temporary blindness, beesting pain & general nausea. C'est la vie, eh?
1/11/02 Clearing the backlog
No recession in the frosties photo vault. A monster night out for J.Be's b'day (the big three oh) back in December. Not a spewfest as promised but an EU-surplus amount of booze was necked as numbers swelled into the forties for this 12 hour pub crawl along the seedy side of town (E Colfax). I've tried on several occasions to get a photo of each pub/drink, and this attempt was every bit as unsuccessful as previous efforts.
1/8/02 Bonne Annee / Alles Gut in Neue Jahr
In spite of lost film (featuring Great Ocean Road footage), everything from Thanksgiving to Melbn / Sydney and in between. Something of a frantic last month, Australia & Europe trips, J.Be's b'day, Christmas in Blighty, moving into Vail house, skiing. Time is being crunched, the Honeybadger project is being delayed.
12/17/01 Bah! humbug
Life's been a tad blurry of late, but not even I could forget a couple of Autumnal trips to San Fran, including the birthdays of Alexis &, but a mere 7 days later, Alex.
Things have been getting pretty ugly in the recently-emigrated friend department, as an IMHO Rant can attest -- whatever happened to the xmas spirit?
12/05/01 Paradise Lost
Just come back from a 10 day sojourn of sun in Sydney & mayhem in Melbourne, where an entire roll of film, a gem in the frosties.com crown, was lost at sea. Expect an outpouring of emotion on a Princess Di-like scale. Just as well the court photographer, Percy, managed to shoot off an extra roll at the nixta departure party, after I had done the first one.
11/16/01 Something in your eyes
Was so inviting...something in our voices was so inciting. In addition to Halloween horseplay in SF, Karaoke clumsiness at Armida's straight after an inaugural salsa lesson. It was a seemingly perfect karaoke venue, just outside downtown and sketchy enough to detract 'professional' singers (the looks of Celine Dion, the moves of a koala and the sound of a strangled cat). We were practically escorted off from such a serious K place the last time ($300 to the lamest, er, most talented singer). But even a seedy location couldn't save us from a bewildered crowd, unsure whether to laugh, cry or take to the hills at such stock manoeuvres as writhing around on the floor uncontrollably, or the old going-into-the-crowd-for-an-impromptu-lapdance move.
11/06/01 Nick Furness -- setting sail at last
Still recovering from the latest Gaylord party, Nixta is finally orf this week. This means that nixta.com is down the pan (specifically, it's speeding through the Autumn night in a van bound for NYC driven by Vinny & Jimmy) and with it the hosting of my site is finito. This has forced me back out onto the vagaries of the market. Specifically, I've had to settle for second best -- that's right, Linux lurks beneath the frosties sheen. Still, this threatening cloud might actually have the silver lining of a fully functional GaylordCam once more. Stay tuned. 'Til then, check out this Autumnal Action.
Ye gads, what's going on with the climate this year? Denver, city of sin & snow, feels globally warmer than it should (every day is 70F in November, confusing the aviary population into decamping to Canada for winter). We'll just have to compensate for the lack of snow.