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Fuzzysquid career downloads about delicious photos	/ Main As with a low sucking sound it slowly disappeared again, Starbuck still gazing at the agitated waters where it had sunk, with a wild voice exclaimed—“Almost rather I had seen Moby Dick and fought him, than to have seen thee, thou white ghost!” “What was it, Sir?” said Flask. “The great live squid, which, they say, few whale-ships ever beheld and returned to their ports to tell of it.” Moby-Dick, 1851
	NEWS 3-17-09 No one reads this column Guys, FURL sucks. It has sucked for years, and I'm sorry I've been using it. I have switched over to delicious; I would have done this much sooner, but they made it really difficult the last time I tried. 4-21-08 Archives Uhmm, apparently archives haven't really been working since late 2006. THANX for the heads up guys! They are temporarily fixed, and will stay temporarily fixed until I migrate to new software/layout. I have said some hilarious things in the last 7 years, that future generations will feel lucky I preserved. Go check them out. 1-18-08 new iPhone icon Woah, it's been 3 years since the last news update! Fuzzysquid now has a webclips icon for your iPhone! It'll automagically show up when you add FS to your home screen. Atom and RSS feeds have been available for a few years now, but I never made special mention of it. 1-14-05 LJ images Since it seems to be popular, and it's been linked in a lot of different places besides here, I've decided to post the LJ Images page. At least in the news, at least for now. It's also getting some Google ads because you LiveJournal people are sucking up all my bandwidth (35% for that one page!) 4-02-04 FURL Check out what I've been browsing: FURL.net bookmark archive. Not much commentary, relevance, or sequitur—but it's what's keeping this blog from turning into a meme dumpster. LINKS SQUID STUFF TONMO - The Octopus News Magazine Online. Invaluable. Angrywhale - Meet Leonard. He's an angry sort of whale. The Squid Blog - From the Laughing Squid people. PEOPLE I KNOW Moxyberry - Where the cousin is at. Her bookmarks here. Cranky User - Brian's bookmarks. Updated, unlike his site. Rosenstock - Her other ride is your mom. Lauren - Wet Hot Singaporean Blogging. Universal Donor - Like the prime number shitting bear, but with terrible back pain. Olivia - Who receives special dispensation from our usual policies.	BLAG read the archive Sunday, March 31, 2002 moxy 6:39 PM (0) Comments: Post a Comment In my little world, Sunday has always had a bad reputation (derived using the same logic that concludes that Friday has a good reputation.) It's the day I sometimes spend brooding about the oncoming Monday, the beginning of the school/work week; it's a vicious vicious day. However, I hope that today was a good day for everyone, not just because it's Easter (though that is a more than appropriate reason to be joyful.) Happy April, everyone. Hi, my name is Jennie (the cousin.) You can meet me here. Thanks for inviting me along, Dan. dannyboy 6:08 PM (0) Comments: Post a Comment sweet merciful crap. i had to get some things at pearl, but for some reason i thought it would be a good idea to wait until easter sunday to look for art supplies. thankfully nelson was nice enough to call around for me to find the one store in all of manhattan that was open. it was kind of nice hanging around there, a lot like how studio was back in school. and although she wasn't there today, natalie merchant frequents that store. (she watercolors.) i also spent $100 today at kinkos for 10 prints. grrrgh. the guy behind the counter was more interested in helping the two models that were in there. aspiring models, rather. i mean, who gets their portfolio duped at kinkos? oh right. me. Saturday, March 30, 2002 dannyboy 1:09 PM (0) Comments: Post a Comment watch out! today i'm wearing my glow-in-the-dark boxers... Friday, March 29, 2002 dannyboy 10:09 AM (0) Comments: Post a Comment Thursday, March 28, 2002 dannyboy 5:31 PM (0) Comments: Post a Comment i've been trying not to repost links that are already out there, but it's got good words from korea, which makes me think of lor, so here's what to look at if you've got 10 minutes. it's... the web equivalent of slam poetry. with jazz! and sex! [ link from the bot ] more photos soon, i promise. been distracted this week, and haven't wandered out of the office as much. dannyboy 7:17 AM (0) Comments: Post a Comment ok, i'm getting rid of the commenting system, not because no one seems to be leaving messages, but because having my page tied to, and dependent on, another site doesn't make me feel good. for most of the yesterday the squid was effectively unreachable because it was waiting for a response on YACC's site. [ update: i'm looking into alternative options for commenting. ] Wednesday, March 27, 2002 dannyboy 6:50 AM (0) Comments: Post a Comment sometimes i feel like i want to get rid of all the computers in my life. i don't think i'm ready to get rid of all technology though. but i'm in a position to buy a new computer, and i'm feeling less and less inclined to do so. i used to really enjoy diving into the guts of my computer and tinkering with stuff. all i want now is something that works and doesn't require me to read 5 technical documents a day just to remain current. it's weird noticing myself change. i'm most likely going to get one anyway, but a year ago this wouldn't have even occurred to me. Tuesday, March 26, 2002 dannyboy 7:57 PM (0) Comments: Post a Comment a few nights ago i had a dream where i was actually half awake. it was sort of like lucid dreaming; i didn't have full control, yet i knew i wasn't awake. i was reading a newspaper, but i couldn't make out any of the text. and then i remembered that you can't read in your dreams, something to do with the hemispheres of your brain or something. (i don't know. it was in a batman cartoon. i can only assume it's completely true...) so i looked closely at the paper i was holding and i noticed all the characters were actually these amazingly complex scribbles, which looked like a blur from far away. if i didn't have to get up so early i probably wouldn't remember any of my dreams. one of the things i miss, being single, is someone waking up next to you and telling you what they just dreamed about. dannyboy 9:12 AM (0) Comments: Post a Comment i'm testing out a commenting system. click on the link to leave a comment. i'm not sure if any of you want to comment (i think the answer is no); but i'll leave this up for a week and see what happens. Monday, March 25, 2002 dannyboy 7:16 PM (0) Comments: Post a Comment i was in the supermarket tonight looking for vegetarian corn dogs (haha) and i realized there are entire shelves of food that i can't eat anymore because of associated memories of old girlfriends. goddamnit. Sunday, March 24, 2002 dannyboy 10:38 AM (0) Comments: Post a Comment dannyboy 8:53 AM (0) Comments: Post a Comment i dreamed about an impossibly blue sky last night... Friday, March 22, 2002 dannyboy 6:34 PM (0) Comments: Post a Comment the first mini coopers arrived at US dealerships today. i've never wanted a car i could afford this badly. andy put down his deposit a while ago, but he won't be seeing his mini until next year...! and the nyc dealership isn't taking any more people for the waitlist... damnit. dannyboy 11:15 AM (0) Comments: Post a Comment nethack is easily the best game ever made, and today ver 3.4.0 was released. it's been in active development for 15 years, and i first played it maybe 10 years ago. if you've never played it, think of it as the great granddaddy of diablo. it has no graphics (just ascii), it's nerdy as hell, and it's what i think of when i think of "open source." i also just found out about a pretty nifty looking 3D front end someone made for it. Thursday, March 21, 2002 dannyboy 7:21 PM (0) Comments: Post a Comment i never used to understand how people could purposefully keep themselves uninformed to things happening in the world. i do now. there is so much information, so many things to be angry, depressed, or frustrated about, most of which are completely out of our control. i think this kind of anxiety is new for us as a species; in the past our worries were almost all directly under our control, even if they were not really under control at all (if you couldn't find food in one area, you could move to another; if you were attacked by an animal, you could attempt to fight or else run). this is why people stay oblivious--not because they don't wish to care, but because there's nothing else to give. maybe this is obvious, and i'm only getting it now. Wednesday, March 20, 2002 dannyboy 11:42 AM (0) Comments: Post a Comment on days like today you should be able to stay home and read a good book by the window. dannyboy 11:36 AM (0) Comments: Post a Comment dannyboy 11:03 AM (0) Comments: Post a Comment NRP has a list of the 100 best fictional characters since 1900, according to Book magazine. several of my favorites are there (The Cat in the Hat, Le Petit Prince), and several are not (Bartleby the Scribner, Henry Dorsett Case or any cyberpunk protagonist). I'm sure we'll soon being hearing a stink about it, just like that best book list a while back. how synesthetic of me. and how pretentious of me to footnote myself. dannyboy 7:11 AM (0) Comments: Post a Comment for some reason this morning i was thinking about that old grade school parable of the old man, the boy, and the donkey. basically, they couldn't figure out who should be riding what, and they all got hit by a bus or something. moral of the story: listening to people is stupid. a lot of time can be saved by assuming you're right to begin with and ignoring anyone who says differently. Tuesday, March 19, 2002 dannyboy 10:19 AM (0) Comments: Post a Comment Monday, March 18, 2002 dannyboy 11:46 AM (0) Comments: Post a Comment if you've picked up a book since high school, chances are his list of common errors in english will be useless to you, but you should visit just to witness him being a complete dick: “Strictly a young person's usage: 'That party was so fun!' If you don't want to be perceived as a gum-chewing airhead, say 'so much fun.'” Sunday, March 17, 2002 dannyboy 11:28 AM (0) Comments: Post a Comment i just had lunch with marie, and i have to say, nothing makes you feel better like laughing at someone else's expense. she just got dumped, and i don't think i've had more fun talking with her, ever. i may be an insensitive jerkass, but i sincerely believe this is what she needs from me, rather than sugar-pop hand-holding. i'm also really glad to know someone who doesn't read this site, and never will, as it facilitates easier blog writing... dannyboy 9:05 AM (0) Comments: Post a Comment in my dream last night i was waiting in the lobby of a building when it started to rain. but this wasn't normal rain, it was a dangerous kind of rain (a lot like that scene in bladerunner), and so i couldn't leave. my friend walked in from outside with an umbrella and raincoat which protected her. the stem of the umbrella was a neon light (again, like bladerunner). just then a delivery boy walked in the door, soaked. my friend gave a coat to the delivery guy and me. i put it on, but i couldn't figure out how to adjust it. i asked her, how do i tighten it? she said, how do you think? at which point i noticed i could control it with my thoughts. it was like an extension of my body, another muscle which i could flex at will. yes. but the dream shifted gears from there, and it ended up being another distopian future class struggle thingy with lots of violence. which was entertaining, but not as much fun as having psychokinetic powers over my clothing. Saturday, March 16, 2002 dannyboy 8:20 PM (0) Comments: Post a Comment went to the whitney biennial this afternoon. a few thoughts: 1. contrary to its roots in our species' development (i believe we all art. or we used to.), art in our society is, and will continue to be, understood and engaging for a very few people. i'm bothered by this, but frankly... i also kind of like it that way. i mean, what's the use of having something precious if you can't withhold it from others? 2. "computer art," or "web art" is a giant crock. or at least it becomes that when you put a frame around it and place it in a museum. actually, that holds true for any kind of art, really. if i were an artist, i'd be pissed if i ever made it into the whitney biennial. filthy rich, but pissed nonetheless. 3. ok, what the HELL are those secuity guards actually checking for when they make you open your bag? museums in nyc have only started doing this post- sept. 11, so i don't think they're looking for a hammer* or a giant magic marker. but the real point is, i could have been hiding all sorts of stuff in the bottom of my bag, where they didn't bother to look. there was a guy in europe a few years ago who made himself famous as an "artist" by going around to all the museums and hitting the sculptures with a hammer. awesome. dannyboy* 8:15 PM (0) Comments: Post a Comment dannyboy 7:03 PM (0) Comments: Post a Comment "The IBM PC was created by people who drank alcohol. The Mac was created by people who smoked pot." dannyboy 7:54 AM (0) Comments: Post a Comment in one of my dreams last night i was at the gym, but it wasn't a normal gym, it was my high school gym. for some strange reason i was doing aerobics. for some not so strange reason i was having a martini. i mentioned to the girl to the right of me in the exercise grid that the olive i just had was terrible, that it was probably the pimento. i kept screwing up the exercise (understandably) and bumping into the guy on my left, so i decided to sit that session out. Friday, March 15, 2002 dannyboy 7:23 AM (0) Comments: Post a Comment Thursday, March 14, 2002 dannyboy 6:28 AM (0) Comments: Post a Comment i remember several of my dreams last night because i kept waking up every few hours. in the first dream i was taking photos of my ex-girlfriend, but i was being art directed by my current boss (which made me very angry when i woke--work already takes up most of my waking hours and now its invading my sleeptime). the photos turned out fairly awful and it was a complete waste of time. (do your own analysis) in the next dream i was inside of a tavern that was a cross between a ski lodge and a damp irish pub. we were seated at long cafeteria tables, and we would wait to be called by table to get served, just like grade school. there was also some sort of mystery-dinner theatre element to it, as several of the patrons were dressed ominously, and overacting. of course julie was there (since julie = drinking). dannyboy 6:04 AM (0) Comments: Post a Comment i was thinking on the train this morning about a girl i dated in college. i was over her place one night about a month into our relationship and she was having a serious conversation with me, telling me how much she cared about me etc. of course i wasn't paying attention, and when she asked me to tell her what i was thinking about, i told her i was considering getting my eyebrow pierced. then she kicked me out. ah, good times... Wednesday, March 13, 2002 dannyboy 7:55 PM (0) Comments: Post a Comment i found a bunch of old pictures today. i don't really enjoy thinking about the past. its odd, because i don't ever throw anything out, but i behave as if i want to forget everything thats ever happened to me. i need to update my about page, mainly because i'm starting to hate The Cat. she needs to mellow out. if Cat was a person she'd be the jerky girl that got by on looks alone. dannyboy 9:06 AM (0) Comments: Post a Comment Tuesday, March 12, 2002 dannyboy 8:49 AM (0) Comments: Post a Comment the other night i dreamed that i was talking with someone but in place of my mouth was a joan miro sculpture, and i was speaking through that. it was slightly unsettling, as i don't particularly enjoy his sculpture. Sunday, March 10, 2002 dannyboy 3:34 PM (0) Comments: Post a Comment ah, these weekends are way too short... here are some things i did in our nation's capital: got wet, lost, and drunk (not all at the same time) met a fantastically corpulent, but friendly, jack russell terrier made fun of the mormons patronized the dankest nudie bar in all of god's green earth cock blocked for julie project mayhem: twinkie liberation avoided getting shot found the best use of helvetica black in the mid-atlantic did not see the white house. dannyboy 2:59 PM (0) Comments: Post a Comment stripes-a-plenti this is a photo of a smokestack. it reads "baltimore" stealing fat wading in snack cakes some big thing in the ground drunk, drunker, drunkiest Thursday, March 07, 2002 dannyboy 7:24 PM (0) Comments: Post a Comment i don't know how they convince people to leave that place, down there. anyway, i'll be in DC the next few days. i'm not looking forward to the drive by myself (seems like i'm always driving long distances alone) and i'll probably get lost, but hopefully it'll make for some good pictures. dannyboy 7:58 AM (0) Comments: Post a Comment dannyboy 6:07 AM (0) Comments: Post a Comment in my dream last night i remember walking around manhattan, in circles. er, squares, rather. the streets were... abbreviated. or else i had really long legs. anyway, there were these two french women selling bread on the street and i bought half a loaf. it was really good so i went back to buy some more but the price had jumped to 700 francs!* those greedy french! in my dream 700 francs = 80$US, but in reality it is about 95$US... but in real reality, as of last week the franc no longer exists. stupid euro. Wednesday, March 06, 2002* dannyboy 6:47 AM (0) Comments: Post a Comment Tuesday, March 05, 2002 dannyboy 6:14 AM (0) Comments: Post a Comment my dream last night was pretty fun. i had a choice of about 15 dreams from a list, and I started from the top. i received a message from lori that she was in trouble, and i went to help her. unfortunately by the time i got there, she was already dead. i wasn't too broken up over it though, as i was still corresponding with her via e-mail. i moved in with her former roommate while i was investigating the murder. i recall looking in the mirror and having really big, funky hair. to make a long story short, i solved the mystery scooby-doo style, was given a promotion by the military, and even got a chance to mock the bad guy (a portly, unattractive asian man). when the alarm rang this morning i saw that i had only "watched" 2 of the 15 dream sequences i had available. shucks. Monday, March 04, 2002 dannyboy 2:28 PM (0) Comments: Post a Comment i'm chomping at the bit. i'll endure the mundane, but only if its part of my plan. or is that too much like the normal way of doing things? some people have plans and others have catastrophes. dannyboy 11:09 AM (0) Comments: Post a Comment dannyboy 8:23 AM (0) Comments: Post a Comment i had a dream last night, that i was back in high school. i tried the combination on my old locker, and it worked! i guess i left my old master lock there and they had been using the same one for years. i advised a freshman girl that she should go to spain. then school let out, and everyone was leaving the building. as soon as i got out the doors the whole crowd turned their heads and looked at me. i couldn't tell if they were all laughing or if i was screaming. Sunday, March 03, 2002 dannyboy 12:12 AM (0) Comments: Post a Comment so mr. ed calls me this evening and asks me if i'm going to "XO's 3rd Annual Bikini Fashion Show (hosted by Playboy Playmates)." XO = asian party, so i say "no." he calls me back 30 minutes later and tells me he's coming to pick me up. and it ends up being exactly like every asian party i went to in college, except darker, louder, and i don't know anyone. it's been a long time since i've been in a giant group of people that look exactly like me. it's a very odd feeling. i've never felt more... unremarkable. the party did get fun for about half an hour when the show started. the audience was pretty enthusiastic, and i think most things in life are better when you're enthusiastic. Saturday, March 02, 2002 dannyboy 12:27 PM (0) Comments: Post a Comment the line between insanity and genius is purely academic. ~~i'm adding roller to the list of artists i hope to have in my collection one day~~. [ ADD. i change my mind. i'm sick of art ]

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