tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-65730452024-03-13T20:08:49.742-07:00Journeys of the Sound ChaserAn infrequently maintained log of the Lord of the Uncharted Universe.Sound Chaserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08929464266642675179noreply@blogger.comBlogger42125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6573045.post-82722652131114648542015-11-21T01:57:00.002-08:002015-11-21T02:39:22.747-08:00Cruise to the Edge of DeliriumAllow me, firstly, to introduce myself. I'm someone who likes to make music, but I'm sure you figured that out from my profile.
Oh, you didn't read that part. Go ahead. I'll wait...
Cool. That should make everything clear a little later. Onward.
I just got back from my first ever cruising experience, a pleasant*, enjoyable* experience* on a four-day cruise around theSound Chaserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08929464266642675179noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6573045.post-55009319150663222492015-10-26T11:37:00.002-07:002015-10-26T11:43:01.958-07:00Instant IngratificationSo I get to work this morning and I'm listening to the office dads talking about their experiences at amusement parks -- most notably, Universal Studios in Hollywood, and Disneyland -- and they're discussing the prices, which are astronomical enough.
But then they're discussing the additional fee for the fast passes/head of the line access.
I am sickened by all of this.
Yes, the parks areSound Chaserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08929464266642675179noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6573045.post-54083887579299685982015-10-22T17:39:00.000-07:002015-10-26T11:42:16.307-07:00Future.Working toward the future.
The future is yesterday.Sound Chaserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08929464266642675179noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6573045.post-21972543093362615022015-09-19T22:25:00.000-07:002015-09-19T22:25:57.561-07:00Adventures with Facebookor, "just when you thought getting screwed would be enjoyable."
So I finally decided to unzip my Facebook Farewell Archive ... you know, the one you get when you say "save all my stuff and let me download it"?
Imagine my surprise when I opened it and got none of my notes.
Let me back up a little.
Back in 2008, I joined Facebook and decided to keep all my stuff out there, and to get (and, Sound Chaserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08929464266642675179noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6573045.post-29087082692165703412008-12-31T17:41:00.001-08:002015-10-26T11:46:23.560-07:00Happy New Year 9.1.1.or,
"will it be the same old same old?"
Happy 9.1.1. I hope.
Back on the "original" 9/11, 2001, the radical Islamic arm looked to take
down the United States. They hated us for our freedoms, our permissive
views on how the world should run, and, by and large, because we had
hitherto been so successful.
They probably also hated us because we had engineered said permissions
and freedoms OUT Sound Chaserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08929464266642675179noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6573045.post-8924222541006525652008-11-04T20:43:00.000-08:002008-11-04T22:09:55.454-08:00The Good and The BadThe Good
Okay, we have Barack Obama, our first African-American...no. Our first BLACK president, or President of Colour. Let's call it as it is. Political Correctness must die if we are to achieve anything of substance in this world.
No, I'm not upset by this at all. In fact, I'm THRILLED that we don't get FOUR MORE YEARS of the McSame Old Same Old.
But we need to quit hyping this up as "ASound Chaserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08929464266642675179noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6573045.post-87342037109507226872007-10-30T12:45:00.001-07:002007-10-30T13:12:43.787-07:00Random bits of wisdomFor every day...
If an adult-of-diminutive-but-stocky-stature looks at you and tells you that they are not happy, do NOT ask them which one they are.
Life grades on a curve.
Turn signals: Not just to look pretty.
Ashtrays: Not for smokers' coins.
It's not that I'm old. Your music really does suck.
"Common sense" isn't.
What Would Scooby Do?
Cheap. Fast. Good. Pick two and call me in Sound Chaserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08929464266642675179noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6573045.post-1682252296428991732007-03-21T14:14:00.000-07:002007-03-21T14:16:08.143-07:00If life is a story...Just had an epiphany this morning while I was returning with coffee to my desk.
The logic train went something like this (I entertain story ideas as I do occasionally
attempt to write stories. Thus far: Story: 15, Author: 0.):
"Remember the characters you used to create in Dungeons and Dragons?
The ones from lands of fantasy, which were rumoured to have existed
at one time, and were wiped Sound Chaserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08929464266642675179noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6573045.post-69943830194715738432007-03-20T12:49:00.000-07:002007-03-21T14:16:24.771-07:00Jake, and other diminutives...So there's something that's been bugging me for a while. A long while, in fact. It has to do with nominal diminutives, or common names.
Now I can see how something like "Tessa" would derive from
"Theresa", and even how "Sally" might come from "Sarah", and I just
found out that "Ike" falls from "Isaac", which is actually kind of
cool, but there are several out there that completely elude me,Sound Chaserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08929464266642675179noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6573045.post-57617507085830856402007-02-22T17:52:00.000-08:002007-02-22T18:51:56.648-08:00"You FAILED your perception roll?"(forget the grammatical errors. I know they're here. A preposition is a bad thing to end a sentence with. And a conjunction should never start a sentence. But it's effective, because, for better or worse, it's how people talk. And dammit, there is BREW in February!!! PRONOUNCE THE DAMNED 'R'!
anyway...)
Wow.
I had the fortune of connecting with not one, not two, but three people from my Sound Chaserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08929464266642675179noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6573045.post-1171410422166129932007-02-13T14:43:00.000-08:002007-02-22T11:11:55.658-08:00The Wall - Political Edition
[Note: Original credit for music goes to Roger Waters, David Gilmour
and Bob Ezrin, of course. The lyrics are somewhat mine.]
The concept for this is that the current political climate lends itself
rather well to the politics and reactions within The Wall as it was.
The lyrics have been rearranged/rewritten to reflect the real world.
The story is simple: We note the recent past and go Sound Chaserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08929464266642675179noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6573045.post-1170723579119995012007-02-05T16:33:00.000-08:002007-02-13T23:02:24.863-08:00Democracy to Empire (While-U-Wait)
I look around at the ascent and misuse of power which has dominated the progress -- or regress -- of this country. It frightens me. We are daring to wander down the slippery slope and become the Imperial Yankee Dogs the other countries feared we already were. And it's a venture on the part of this country's elite -- whom I did not elect, by the way -- which is dooming those of us who had Sound Chaserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08929464266642675179noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6573045.post-1158690738741445462006-09-19T11:17:00.000-07:002006-09-19T11:32:21.633-07:00Missing in Action
In this most unusual of posts, perhaps I am chasing my past, something I swore I would not do. Well, I don't do it often, at any rate.
There are some people I just have not seen in years and would love to be back in contact with them, even if just to say hey, how are ya, welp, see ya.
Anyone who knows of the whereabouts of these people, please point them here or leave me a way to get ahold ofSound Chaserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08929464266642675179noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6573045.post-1158615844953526812006-09-18T14:25:00.000-07:002006-09-18T14:44:04.986-07:00Observations on AgeIt's very strange. Age, that is.
On first glance, and going as logic dictates, one might think that it is simply the process of aging, growing more mature, hopefully acquiring wisdom as we go, which allows us to make the statement as follows:
"Is it just me, or do seventeen-year-olds seem much younger today than they were when we were growing up and not quite seventeen years old?"
It's not Sound Chaserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08929464266642675179noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6573045.post-1158283894803843522006-09-14T18:24:00.000-07:002006-09-14T18:31:34.823-07:00In Memoriam:Robinson Wadsworth1963-2006I will never forget the September day in 1981 when I met Robin (he went by "Robby" back then). He went out of his way to make me feel welcome in the unfamiliar environment which was the S.W.A.S. program at Sir Francis Drake High School. Right away, he was open and friendly.
Through the years, we'd run into each other off and on, and he was always happy to see me.
He was one of those people Sound Chaserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08929464266642675179noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6573045.post-1158011212771694362006-09-11T14:25:00.000-07:002006-09-11T14:46:52.813-07:00Meanwhile, in Amerika (five years later)...I'm positive this isn't to be the only reflective blog on what happened five years ago today.
If you go and look back in my archives, you'll find my thoughts about what happened.
Meanwhile, in Amerika, what has happened since then?
Our civil rights are being trampled, our natural resources are in danger of being raped, the innocence and brilliance which comprise our children -- our future -- Sound Chaserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08929464266642675179noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6573045.post-1157745684854287442006-09-08T12:42:00.000-07:002006-09-08T13:07:18.246-07:00Peripheral perceptionsEver have a moment where you see something out of the corner of your eye and think it's one thing, and it turns out to be totally different?
Sometimes it happens where you think your black cat is the 8-ball on a pool table until it meows at you and throws your reality askance.
Sometimes you think it's a gas pump holding you up with its nozzle as the gun. Oh, wait -- that one's for real.
Well,Sound Chaserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08929464266642675179noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6573045.post-1140757236852019652006-02-23T20:51:00.000-08:002006-09-18T17:28:09.610-07:00Berkelian Rhapsody (Yes, I'm that Greywolf)Berkelian Rhapsody
(based on Bohemian Rhapsody by Queen)
Is this in real time? Is this in memory?
Caught in a for(;;) loop, no escape from this subroutine...
open() your files, branch through the do{}while()s and see
I'm just the kernel, I need no libraries
Because you boot me up, load and go
Branch from high, store to low
Any way the thread flows
Doesn't really matter to me
To me.
unlink() Sound Chaserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08929464266642675179noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6573045.post-1140755959670612422006-02-23T20:28:00.000-08:002006-02-23T20:41:33.036-08:00[sound of breathing in as though surfacing from underwater]Yes, I'm still here. Unfortunately, with a 1.5h commute, while I may think of profound things and the like on the way to work, I don't remember them by the time I have a moment to post. Isn't that the way it goes.
Maybe it's because, in all my ranting, I don't have much to say that hasn't already been said.
When I do, you, the followers of the Journeys of the Sound Chaser, will be the first to Sound Chaserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08929464266642675179noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6573045.post-1119559735136972072005-06-23T13:47:00.000-07:002010-03-17T00:07:55.245-07:00Home, Sweet Home? Not for long...
or,
Legalised Plundering for Fun and Profit
A man's home is his castle.
"Home, home again,
I like to be there when I can
When I come home, cold and tired
It's good to warm my bones beside the fire..."
-- Pink Floyd, "Breathe (Reprise)"
Home.
What do you think of when you think of home? A warm fire, candle-lit
dinner for two? Friendly chaos of you and your Sound Chaserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08929464266642675179noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6573045.post-1099499000496132982004-11-03T08:23:00.000-08:002004-11-03T08:37:34.430-08:00Congratulations, Amerika. You have what you wanted, and you will get to watch it turn into what we have always fought against.
Bush spoke of "Freedom, Justice and the American Way."
He has no more of a clue on any of the above words than the average person does on the subject of quark theory and rocket science.
You, the people, have doomed this country. Are you so blindly unaware that Sound Chaserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08929464266642675179noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6573045.post-1097874339563725972004-10-15T14:01:00.000-07:002006-09-18T19:26:59.426-07:00Heresy in Bb Major, First Impression
or,
What You See Is What They Think
"Things are seldom what they seem
Skim milk masquerades as cream."
-- W. S. Gilbert
[Note: I've apparently been remiss, as my maternal carbon-based lifeform
has informed me. This is from July. Okay, fine, it's also from April.
I've had a busy summerfall, and it shows no signs of slowing up. I'm doing a
200+ mile-per-day commute (round-trip). I Sound Chaserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08929464266642675179noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6573045.post-1087585598722170302004-06-18T11:50:00.001-07:002004-06-18T12:06:38.723-07:00Watch This SpaceIt's been a while. For those of you who have been following my
feature page at
Star Wolf Innovations
,
you're probably aware that I'm in the middle of a life-changing event of
some sort; those of you with whom I've actually been in contact are aware
of what said event really is.
I have advice for you: If you marry someone, you need to be sure that
you are both committed enough to Sound Chaserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08929464266642675179noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6573045.post-1081968985498211862004-04-14T11:52:00.000-07:002004-04-14T12:01:34.043-07:00Farewell to a Grand Hobbit
"I am sailing with the silver ships to the west,
to the undying lands." -- J. R. R. Tolkien
"So cautiously, at first, and then so high
As he spoke, my spirit climbed into the sky
I bid it to return to hear your wonderous stories..."
-- Jon Anderson, "Wonderous Stories"
(This page will likely receive numerous updates over this year, as
I'm sure its current content does not Sound Chaserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08929464266642675179noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6573045.post-1078429419072655192003-10-31T11:42:00.000-08:002004-03-04T11:47:32.216-08:00Remortance, Revisitedor, This age hits home.
"Death. It's not so bad. It beats the alternative." -- Unknown
This year has been quite the year, it would seem. Most of you are familiar
with the events which have inundated the world, the Nation, and California
in particular. This piece addresses something a little closer to home.
A long running tradition, the Northern Renaissance Pleasure Faire, hasSound Chaserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08929464266642675179noreply@blogger.com0