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I think I’m turning japanese fucking insane

Two nights ago I boldly proclaimed to Garth “I’m going to bed early! goodnight!” That was about 12:30am. Unfortunately, sleep didn’t come for me until 4:30am. Last night, after a couple of beers, I felt a little tired (read: woozy) and thought that hitting the sack would be a fine idea. That was 11.30pm. I slept until 2.30am, at which time I awoke and have been (as yet) unable to get back to sleep. As it is now 7:00am and I’ve been tossing and turning for a good four hours or more, I think it’s about time to get up and face the day.

One day I’ll pick a sleeping habit and stick with it. Maybe when I’m living in a city that doesn’t regulate store hours (note: in Perth, we have no 24–hour supermarkets… nor anything, really) I’ll be able to live a perfectly functional nocturnal life. Until then, it’s good ol’ tired–eyes for me.


Two things

A cursory glance through my server logs tells me that Google is finally indexing (some of) my archives. I assume this situation will improve over time. This makes me happy.

Downloading the new NetNewsWire Lite 1.0.3 raises the question (yet again) over its dock badging — why a square? Like most applications that have some kind of “incoming document” (Mail, Proteus, etc), NetNewsWire displays a count of how many new news items are available. But unlike Mail or Proteus (excuse me for not researching this topic beyond those two apps, but what did you expect?) — whose dock–badging is a big, red, multi–pointed star of the circle–ish variety — NetNewsWire opts for a big red square. Why a square? I’m baffled. And hungry. It’s breakfast time.


Raised by a cup of coffee

When I was a kid, my family was pretty poor. We weren’t poverty line or anything, we just had to scrap to make ends meet. Dad worked two jobs, Mum worked, and we ate sausages and mashed potatoes every night for the first decade of my very existence…

OK, that’s exaggerating. We ate sausages a lot though, since my parents had just begun paying off the mortgage on the house they’d built to accommodate their two growing boys. Eventually, sausages graduated to steak, steak to chicken, and chicken back to steak… better steak. Growing up in those circumstances, with two working parents and no babysitter, taught me two things: to live with independence, and to live with what you’ve got… until you can afford something better.

All of this is besides the point, mind you. Rambling on about my childhood escapades —setting fire to our garage, stealing candy from the local supermarket, trying to make stuff from the Anarchist Cookbook — will get us nowhere. The purpose of this entry was to talk about one thing: jeans. When I was a kid, everything I ever owned was a hand–me–down. That meant I never had any new toys (although the Transformers I inherited from my brother were pretty cool), and all my clothes were originally handed down from our neighbor, Dominic, to my brother. Whatever Dominic was wearing in 1980 became my brother’s fashion item circa 1984, eventually making it to my closet by 1988. I had a shitty haircut, too.

My first pair of jeans were originally Dominic’s. They were ugly, ill–fitting, rigid, and altogether fucked–up. I wore them once before deciding that they sucked beyond belief, and I’ve never owned another pair of jeans since. The experience literally scared me away from jeans. Today, however, I tried a new pair of jeans. Unlike Dominic’s, these things were pre–worn by machine, so the denim is soft and pliable. They fit properly and they even look good, so I bought them. I joined the club. I’m now the proud owner of my first “real” pair of jeans.

Those, and a new pair of shoes. Now all I have to do is stop my Mum from buying me dorky shirts at Christmas and I’ll be unstoppable.


the Opinion: Reloaded

Dave Hyatt raises some interesting points and a little sweet, sweet extrapolation in his the Matrix: Reloaded overview.

This doesn’t change my overall opinion of Reloaded, though. I’m still largely of the opinion that it was terribly produced and waaaaay overdone in the effects department (see also: Scott Kurtz has some really great observations on the matter), but Hyatt’s theories might just make me change my mind on the “there is no credible plot” issue.

Now, I agree with Kurtz when he says “It’s bullshit to force me to sit through 2 hours of crap just so I’m set up for the finale” — he’s totally right, the meaning of Reloaded shouldn’t only become apparent after we’ve seen Revolutions. In six months time I shouldn’t be put in a situation where I can say “Oh, that’s why the second movie appeared to lick balls. Ah HA!”, but if Hyatt’s speculation turns out to be the real deal… then that’s precisely what will happen.

Hyatt speculates that…

  1. Zion is a “second layer” of the Matrix where they store all those people who won’t accept the primary Matrix
  2. This, in itself, is another layer of control. While all the suckers in the primary Matrix are blissfully wasting away their lives thinking they’re free, the people in Zion think they’re the ones who are really free. They’re just as happy with their situation as the people in the primary Matrix… after all, they “know” they’re free.
  3. the Architect never expected Neo to choose Trinity over Zion. None of Neo’s predecessors chose what Neo chose… so the Architect assumed Neo would follow in their footsteps and the great cycle of Matrices would begin anew. He was wrong.
  4. In choosing Trinity, Neo has awakened something new in his mind. He can “feel” the sentinels in the “real” world… finally showing him that it isn’t the real world after all, it’s just another Matrix
  5. Armed with this new knowledge and power, Neo will become “the One” in the Zion–Matrix and will really, finally free everyone within. Game Over.

If all this turns out to be true, then I might just have to concede that the Matrix Trilogy is one of the greatest stories of our time… if not poorly executed in the film format. Of course, others will disagree and think that these movies are the coolest things ever — superfluous kung–foo and overdone slow–mo crap are cool, right? But at the end of the day, it’ll be another six months until we find out. If the speculation proves true, I’ll be mightily impressed. If something else happens, I’ll be mightily disappointed.

And now we wait.


Fuckin’ Movable Type

Looking at my error logs, I was wondering what the 404’s for files like “/archives/2003_05_15_unbridle.inc” were. There aren’t any files at that address! Of course I’m getting 404’s, but why are people requesting the file? It’s not like any of my internal links are saying that.

Trackbacks. Mother. Fucker.

Whenever I TrackBack someone else’s blog (something I’ve done twice to date), Movable Type pings their server and says “Hey! Here’s the reason he’s TrackBack–ing you!” Of course, “here” isn’t correct. Movable Type doesn’t know about the snazzy mod_rewrite work being done to make my archive URLs purty, so it spits out URLs that just don’t exist. Fuck.

There are two possible solutions off the top of my head (it’s Wednesday night, and yes, I’ve already started drinking). I could refrain from posting TrackBacks in future (kinda bad), or I could rework MT’s archive prefs so the mod–rewrite rules I’ve created aren’t needed any more. That would ensure a needlessly–convoluted folder hierarchy on my server, but would work around the TrackBack problem. Another option (not guaranteed) would be to tell MT “Hey! Even though you’re creating archives at this path, how about you link them at that path? Huh? How about it?” Again, I’m not sure how this would work and I’m not in a state to investigate… but it’d be nice. Any tips out there from readerland?