ich bin ein auslander

Getting ready to head up to Bear Mountain for the night… hanging with Jon, Dave, Jen, Heather, Will, Steve and some other random people. Still a little foggy from last night at Finn’s… hey mr dj, stop playing all that crap!

Another day trudging through the kludgy piece of shit that is Flash MX. I spend more time going through different possible variations of actionscript code to find the one that will actually work than anything else… ok, dot notation didn’t work, so let’s try old sk001, which works fine unless it’s three levels deep nested, in which case you need to swing a dead chicken over your head at midnight.

It makes me laugh when I go to my piano class at UCLA extension and a pass the room full of young, eager web trainees with their shiny Flash MX books. I want to run up to them and tell them to throw the books away because it’s all lies anyway. Bahahhahahahha and then run screaming, naked down the hall…

Anyway… my main point being that I’ve reached the “just fuck it” stage of the project. Always have the best intentions at the start - do something really cool, make it clean, modular code, tight, streamlined, state of the art, every single part battened down, functioning perfect. But the program (and the client, it must be said, changing everything 5 minutes past the last minute) wear you down, and eventually you just throw your hands up in the air and McGuyver the fucking site together with chewing gum and a piece of dental floss. Fuck it, it works, good enough. Next. For you UCLA extension kids just learning the biz, that’s how the professionals do it.

So that’s where I’m at.

Good thing I’m drinking heavily this weekend. Finn’s on Friday (of course) and actually missing the one year Finn’s anniversary party on Saturday - if you’re around, Simon will be DJ’ing so stop by - to go to Big Bear with Dave and his cronies including Jon, Will, Heather and whoever else for a belated Dave’s birthday party celebration. Or something like that. Don’t ask me, I’ll be hammered.

coachella 2002

underworld
the white stripes
beastie boys
badly drawn boy
queens of the stone age
dirty vegas
groove armada
blue man group
sonic youth
primal scream
thievery corporation
fischerspooner
ladytron
darren emerson
johnny marr
christopher lawrence
timo maas
polyphonic spree
the music
gomez
tortise
soundtrack of our lives
nightmares on wax

and those are just the bands i want to see… there are a lot of shit ones playing too!

reality bad. gotta order my “bartlett 2004″ bumper sticker.

Looks like I’m going to go to Coachella this year. I hate Coachella. I hate festivals out in the middle of nowhere, with nowhere to go. I hate stinky people and stinky places and stinky overpriced food.

However, I love Underworld, The White Stripes, the Blue Man Group, Johnny Marr, Tortoise, Polyphonic Spree, Groove Armada, Fischerspooner, Ladytron…

goddamnit.