early new year resolution

Back in GBG after a few days spend christmasing with family in Stockholm. Lots and lots of food. I now have a, whaddayacallit, jacket? Jaquette? Sports coat? Makes me look all grown up and full of stylish responsibility.

Managed to piss Anna off by vocalising what I guess is my general lack of approval of things, or, y’know, life in general. And at some point you have to pay attention to how you are perceived and act accordingly; Especially if it’s good friends that speak with urgency.

So I figure I might as well give my planned new years resolution a slow start. A transitional period if you will. Last years promis was to “just say yes“. It has worked quite well, and I’m sorta pleased with myself. I haven’t gotten myself into too many strange situations, but I’ve met some new people and had more fun than what I would have had had I not made the resolution. (very convoluted sentence)

I came up with 2007 years resolution a couple of weeks ago when I realised that I am not having much fun, and I whine and complain a lot. Granted, this has always been a mainstay of the Mateusz charm, but it’s gotten out of hand lately what with the unemployment, MFA essay and show. Basically, I’m being boring and bored.

So the resolution for 2007 is this:
I promise to not be bored (and not be boring) in 2007 by combining some sort of effort with the 2006 years resolution (the “say yes” thing). I’m going to use words like “fun” and “awesome” more, and with what I’ve read about cognitive behavioural psychology this will result in me sooner or later actually meaning what I say. You only have as fun as you allow yourself would be the hopeful creed.

• Not wasting time
• Put myself in situations that have funpotential
• “Grab life by the balls” and kick the living shit out of it

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I stumbled upon this “history of religion” and thought that it illustrates both what I was suggesting for a graphical representation of history, as well as the problems and pitfalls:

Making this must have taken quite some time in research and production, and yet it doesn’t cover much at all. It’s extremely general and doesn’t present an explanation of anything, although it gives a good overview of chronology and geography of the five main religions.

Ideally, you’d be able to add to this; edit the relationships and explanations and motivations while retaining the graphical presentation and making it “meldable” with others’ maps and explanations.

Eh. I’ll get back to this when I’ve thought things through a bit. (They have a cia secret prison map as well. it’s odd)

In the mean time, here are two links on “semantic web” to check out. (I interpret semantic web as meaning that the links and relationships between nodes/pages/resources actually become usable for us humans):

http://evolvingtrends.wordpress.com
http://search.wikia.com/
[both links from todays boingboing.net, because I’m boingboings bitch.

And I don’t know what the deal is with this guy, but I’m sure he has something interesting to tell you:
nalts.wordpress.com
Somehow related to Ze Frank (whom you should watch and cherish like a tasty cake):
zefrank.com/theshow.

And for those of you who are lucky enough to read Swedish, this is a very nice blog that lists interesting internet thingies:
http://betaalfa.polymono.net/

Me speak English good

I just spend half an hour looking through internationally recognised tests of english proficiency. Obviously I ended up doing a few silly tests instead, and then I came upon this list of 100 words that are good to know if you want to annoy people (-oh, c’mon! don’t be so fastidiuos!).

The definitions of the words are somewhat unorthodox though:

impudent:
(adj.) casually rude, insolent, impertinent (The impudent young woman looked her teacher up and down and told him he was hot.)

That’s not as impudent as it is cheeky, I would say.

Yesterday found me in bed early as I was feeling rather poorly, but before falling to sleep I jotted this down:

There is always the assumption that my motives are less “valid”, more construed, more flawed, than those of others. This could be because I myself either feel that I should be aware of them, or because the fear/realisation that I might be right about such an assumption.

That this view, the image of something incomplete is automatically useless, somehow doesn’t extend to other people is either honest scepticism, incredible naïvité, or just plain lack of self-esteem.

Bothersome, nontheless.

I’m not sure what I was thinking of, but I’m sure it’s pertinent to something or other.

And speaking of half-baked ideas and such: What I’m missing from Wikipedia is a graphical representation of relationship between ideas/people/stuff, as well as an explanation of those relationships (i.e. who claims that the cultural disposition towards the steam engine in rural england differs qualitatively from the reaction in the new world?). To illustrate badly:

This approach would create an endless regression of relationships, but my idea here is that you’d merge many persons’ approach to different relationships between subjects, at one point you would be able to merge or overlay the opinions on relationships into either groups or dominant agreements (Wikipedia currently has dominant agreements on all it’s topics, and the alternative approaches are listed under “contested entries”).

What I imagine in my head is the history and telling and constant reinterpretation of history as a three dimensional graphic interface, where you can draw your own connections between different subjects, and see general trends displayed according to chronology (first the boat was invented, then deep sea fishing), geography (the common nominator of the Norwegian and Swedish landscape would be coastlines and mountainous areas), economical (international class interests and it’s protagonists/agents and how they relate to each other) and so on and so forth.

You would be able to create relationships based on colour if you’d like (what I associate with the colour “mauve”), but obviously this might have little meaning for anyone else but you, and creates an open playingfield for griefers to sabotage (like what has happened more than once at wikipedia).

The idea outlined above is very much what the Internet is already; a series of links, or relationships between one thing and another, one page or instance on a page to another. Problem is that there’s no memory built in, no smooth way to create relationships and share them with others. The XML standard defines “relationship” between pages, and one level that is exactly what I’m after here. I just want to be able to click and drag and copy and see an even bigger transparancy of relationships. I know that Edison was en engineer, but I want to know how he related to Tesla, or how he might have related to the colour “mauve”, and I want these relationships to have a sender. I want to see who states what, and sooner or later I’ll find a few people who have the same world view as i, and whose writing of history is much like my own.

The most powerful usage of this would be to allow people to write their own history, and due to the whole thing being a mergable system, other groups would be able to challenge interpretations, without having any authority to change it.

Conspiracy nuts could create charts of how the UFOs fit into the creation of the pyramids, individuals can write their biography and illustrate their relationship to other phenomena, and Indian textile workers can drag and drop the relationships between the development of industrialisation, changes in cast system, weather patterns and land ownership.

One central standard interface, allowing creation of relationships between relationships between relationships. Yes, the Internet is already much like this, and creating a simple HTML page is easier than learning a completely new UI for clicking and dragging (if that’s the best form for this), but it’s time that the millions of alternative historical interpretations be presented in a coherent way, and connections made that are visable to all.

Odd search terms

Went to a one hour long interview for a two week job restocking a store. I guess they want to be sure who they pool out to whom, but I see a competing workpool company doing this all through video, youtube style, and cutting down on personel and office space.

I check the stats of this site quite often, and for the umnpht time I bring you “search features that have brough people here“. I took a few out in the middle, but it’s the last three that are interesting:

1 4 11.76% appropriate christmas
16 1 2.94% drunken christmas songs
17 1 2.94% favorite christmas tunes
18 1 2.94% foto possy
19 1 2.94% highlands bird and pet clinic renton
20 1 2.94% japan social networking

Seriously, highlands bird and pet clinic renton? I’m doubting the effectiveness of Webalizer. Have to use the Google analysis tool instead, even though it’s not as fun.

Then I took a test which proved once and for all that I’m destined to be alone and sooner or later kill people silently. Maybe this is what I should have brought to the work interview?

You scored as Special Ops.
Special ops. You’re sneaky, tactful, and a loner. You prefer to do your jobs alone, working where you don’t come into contact with people. But everyonce in a while you hit it big and are noticed and given fame. Your given the more sensitive problems. You get things done, and do what has to be done.

“VULCAN NECK PINCH!!!”
“owww…….(slump)”

Special Ops
100%
Combat Infantry
81%
Medic
63%
Support Gunner
56%
Artillery/Armor
56%
Engineer
56%
Civilian
50%
Officer
31%

Which soldier type are you?
created with QuizFarm.com

It’s like running. Only it’s not.

Ok, a short rundown of the past week. In a very condensed fashion, because I gotta get out of here in a bit due to stuff.

* The MFA essay is going slower than molasses. Sweet, sweet molasses, but molasses non-the-less.

* I’ve been helping daddy-o out by spreading the awareness of his car catalogue far and wide through the tubes that make up the Internet. In the process I’ve stumbled upon some horrendous Internet pages I haven’t seen since Mosaic 1.2 back in -95, and I’ve noticed that some people don’t bother to show any contact info. It’s actually an interesting concept; Creating a very personal site and then hiding yourself from view. Then again, since I’m actually trying to get in touch with these people it’s annoying.

* Going for a job interview tomorrow regarding a two week stint at a warehouse. I’m so enthusiastic that I can hardly contain my joy and radiant happiness.

* Meeting up with Ann-Charlotte Glasberg tomorrow, who is the person who’s handling the essay thingy. And there’s this unnerving sense of shame at not having written more than the two-and-a-half pages of feces that I’ve put to print. I’ve been told that a man always has to be ready to perform, and it’s depressing. (although I might be taking that saying out of it’s proper context)

* There were some suggestion about a punk concert tomorrow evening? And beer? Neat!

* Christmas is coming. Here’s the upside of having divorced parents and a fractioned family: I don’t have to get gifts to everybody. Yay. The amount of IOU’s that I’ve given as a present over the years is ridiculous, and if I once get called on those I’m gonna be their bitch for three months and would prolly be required to quit smoking (mom actually has asked me for such an IOU).

Now I have to finish sending off a few emails, and then home to heat something. tea most likely. And watch Sopranos. There’s been a lot of that lately (Anna got hooked).

How about this for an illustration

So I haven’t managed to write anything on the essay today. Basically, I’ve been helping my dad out with translations into English and coming up with a marketing plan for his new car catalogue. See, my dad is under the illusion that if you have the best product, it will win the battle for the marketplace. He’s such an honest capitalist that it hurts my blackened anarchist heart at times.

On my end of the capitalist spectrum, I’ve been looking for a pimp to whom I could offer my services. I.e. I’ve been looking at available jobs.

Let me illustrate the process and where I fail:

1: Web editor with graphic background. preferably be able to land a space shuttle using MySql, PHP, Pearl, while being a teamworker & customer-oriented.

2: Writer for a travelling website. We don’t respond to emails and you will work for nothing until you have three million readers.

3: Translator of shorter online telegrams. Unless you translated the original bible, or have a PhD in linear-B, don’t bother.

4: Guide at a museum. Service-oriented work. Must have served at least four (4) prime ministers as personal assistant. Retrospective at MoMa meriting

5: Storage worker. Organisational skills wanted. Only the top ten Tetris players in the world need apply. Drivers license. Truck license. MySql, PHP, Pearl guru.

6: Customer relations. Since you will be running around downtown with a ten litre thermos full with coffee, all we demand from you is your servitude and a rectum matched only by goatse. C++/Java a plus.

And here’s an alternative solution:

Finished: Appropriate christmas

I got tired of writing on the essay yesterday, and with a numb brain I set about finishing the homepage of the Appropriate Christmas sound piece.

You are ordered welcome to spread the link to the homepage.

As always, feedback in encouraged.

—[from the homepage]—

The Appropriate Christmas is a audio mix of some 2400 christmas tracks that I’ve downloaded over the years. The collection is mostly compromised of albums published in the English speaking world, although there are exceptions. (most notably Swedish albums)

Having grown up with the image of Christmas being an all-family happy happening, I’m one of those people bitter about promises never fullfilled, presents never delivered, families never being what they should be. There’s a reason why the suicide rate is it’s highest during christmas, and maybe by listening to the ambience of christmas destilled it’s possible to get a distance to all the expectations. Or maybe it just further drives you into a delerium.

If anyone want’s me, I’ve been sitting in front of a screen most of the week, staring at pixels and letters that do not make sense, trying to write my essay.

To illustrate my progress:

In short, do not ask me how this is going.

Space dictator!

As the evening turned out yesterday, I ended up in front of the tv to watch the space-launch of the first Swedish taikonaut. I’ve never watched all that many things live on TV (the reruns usually are edited better) but it was kinda neat to see the countdown start and then you get the ignition and the takeoff and boom and a lot of lights.

When the event wasn’t narrated by the space-groupies in the studio (“my company developed this space yoghurt. Try it!”), we sat and listened to space control at Kennedy space station. I’m curious how many millions they put in to get that static-sounding, very clippy sound. Gazzilions I imagine – it’s sort of part of the whole thing. if they actually would use regular microphones instead of the NASA brand noise phones half the experience would get lost.

Anyway. It was a blast (har).

And to brighten my evening I just heard that Augusto Pinochet just died in hospital, 91 years old.

Now, if we could just reanimate him and kill him a couple of more times, maybe take a collective shit on his face, well, then I might believe in karma. As it is, the fucker didn’t stand trial nor face the consequences of any of his actions.

The orbituaries are mentioning his dictatorship, the one million refugees, the economical boom. They are not telling of US/western support of him (maggy suck-my-crusty-ass thatcher?), but that might start showing up tomorrow.

He started to decompose with enough time for the editors to put together an interesting retrospect for the morning edition (although I’m quite sure they’ve had one laying around for a bit already). I might actually buy that.

welcome to DiZZ-EZE-citay

goddam blasted viruses and bacterium! a pox on them!

they are treating my body as a time-sharing condo in the tropics; coming here to chill out for a week and try out fun activities. like “oh, let’s take the kids down the upper colon and frolic the afternoon away!”.

my throat and head is aching and at the moment i do more spitting than swallowing. ha. ha.

good links for puters:

got told of by a customer for not being full of servitude service minded. that was actually a first, since usually my sense of service is rivaled only by my sense of doom. then again, i was tired and slightly hung over, so i chalk the whole thing down to being a miscommunication.

the past week has been full of either job-searching or working on the homepage for the appropriate christmas. much of both have focused on learning to love the windows box i’m at.

450 windows apps for different occasions:
ecosultant.com

online generators for your generating needs:
smashingmagazine.com

and yesterday i stumbled upon an illustrator with bredth: pbfcomics.com. dark and disturbing, i imagine you’d say to describe his comic strips.