{"id":844,"date":"2007-04-09T03:38:15","date_gmt":"2007-04-09T03:38:15","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/glaringnotebook.com\/?p=844"},"modified":"2014-09-17T08:20:36","modified_gmt":"2014-09-17T08:20:36","slug":"happiness-is","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/glaringnotebook.com\/?p=844","title":{"rendered":"Happiness Is"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Finding the browser window\/tab that is playing the music&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>And closing it.<\/p>\n<p>YEAH EAT THAT, ANNOYING FLASH THINGS!<\/p>\n<p>And now, to a random diversion.<\/p>\n<p>It&#8217;s not that I don&#8217;t blog about personal things. <b>Of course I do!<\/b> My personal collection of Transformers and cameras and various guitar accessories which make no sense because I don&#8217;t have an electric guitar. (e.g. a Jimi Hendrix Crybaby wah pedal and an <a href=\"http:\/\/www.glaringnotebook.com\/?p=573\">eBow<\/a>) and three harmonicas (2 C harps and a C chromatic). I have a metal slide, picks I don&#8217;t use, a SoundBlaster Live! 5.1 which had EAX controls that allow every regular effect known (so I had a bass, distortion, flanger, but no true wah, which is why I got one), and a ukelele I sold off.<\/p>\n<p><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/www.glaringnotebook.com\/zimages\/hululeher.jpg\"><\/p>\n<p>Chicks dig this shit, yo. (<a href=\"http:\/\/www.glaringnotebook.com\/?p=783\">Picture recycled from this post<\/a>.) There are three things very notably distinct about this picture:<\/p>\n<p>1) I had short hair and was proud that I looked like Neo of The Matrix whenever I put on any sunglasses<br \/>\n2) I&#8217;m wearing a polo shirt (I swear I had loads of these back then but the stack got misplaced)<br \/>\n3) The thing that appears to be a guitar strap is actually a bag. I used to carry one wherever I went, filled with a 1 liter bottle. I was a thirsty hippo then.<\/p>\n<p>And this, this is an undated picture of an undisclosed location.<\/p>\n<p><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/www.glaringnotebook.com\/zimages\/albertom.jpg\"><\/p>\n<p>While at it, I won&#8217;t disclose which hot chick rabid fan took this picture, either. Yes, yes, <b>I will have your babies<\/b>, don&#8217;t worry. We&#8217;ll set an appointment okay?<\/p>\n<p>Anyway, back to me getting all close and personal.<\/p>\n<p><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/www.glaringnotebook.com\/zimages\/hpi1.jpg\"><\/p>\n<p>It&#8217;s not that I don&#8217;t. In fact, I do express my deepest emotions, in convulated prose and rhyme. I only write songs out of bad things.<\/p>\n<p>You want to dig the dirt?<\/p>\n<p>If you hang out with me, you know where to dig the dirt &#8211; <b>in person<\/b>.<\/p>\n<p>(<i>stim-girl<\/i> I miss you!)<\/p>\n<p>But hey, I&#8217;m going to put up more text. Apparently, I get more comments that way. Ironically, this was not the case back when I had no pictures. So it might just be a I-miss-the-old-Albert response.<\/p>\n<p>I worry about readability too; often I read a blog full of text which isn&#8217;t paragraphed properly, or with capitalized nouns for easier reading (yes, it does help). Stop randomly coloring your text! Your blog is not your History textbook.<\/p>\n<p>I worry also if I repeat myself (on my blog), writing about something I&#8217;ve written before.<\/p>\n<p><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/www.glaringnotebook.com\/zimages\/hpi2.jpg\"><\/p>\n<p>I worry about telling stories that have no point or entertainment value. If you blogged that you were brushing your teeth, that would be boring; however, if you blogged that you were brushing your teeth and then heard a voice narrating that you were brushing your teeth, that would be interesting.<\/p>\n<p>I also see green and red zigzag lines under text all the time ala Microsoft Word.<\/p>\n<p><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/www.glaringnotebook.com\/zimages\/hpi3.jpg\"><br \/>\nNotice a missing word? It should be &#8220;<i>taste so the different<\/i>&#8221; dammit!<\/p>\n<p>I worry that when I write text, it is often as a personal message to someone. I worry also that I write in such reverse order that the person often does not get it.<\/p>\n<p><b>Best friends we are, you and me<\/b><\/p>\n<p>Yes, <a href=\"http:\/\/www.glaringnotebook.com\/?p=603\">that&#8217;s a line from a song some very few people have heard<\/a>.<\/p>\n<p><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/www.glaringnotebook.com\/zimages\/hpi4.jpg\"><br \/>\nI find that best friends are a transient concept to me; I do not have a best friend, and believe the concept died after high school. Such alarming emotional dependence on one person is not healthy!<\/p>\n<p>My friends waver in closeness; a close friend and I may fade into contactless oblivion. I may make a new friend on the LRT or at a gig. All it takes is that one magic question, that &#8220;<i>meet cute<\/i>&#8220;, that causes an arched eyebrow on either side, and wham!<\/p>\n<p>I hate how it is, that I admire certain traits in people, seeing how it brings them such success&#8230; and I adapt them&#8230; <b>much, much later<\/b>. For example, if somebody starts saying a catchphrase, everybody else will start doing it before I do.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Finding the browser window\/tab that is playing the music&#8230; And closing it. YEAH EAT THAT, ANNOYING FLASH THINGS! And now, to a random diversion. It&#8217;s not that I don&#8217;t blog about personal things. Of course I do! 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