i wonder if there will ever be a day when piracy will just be considered good ol' fashioned, well, sailor-y. i mean i am tired of a pirate being viewed as such a negative thing. so maybe i rolled up on your village, raped your wife and took all of your possessions, set your house on fire, and took you as my prisoner. that doesn't make me a bad person. we gotta do what we gotta do to get by, ain't no time to sit back and rest for those of us who know no other way of life. i could have just killed you but i didn't, you think the least you could do was be a little thankful. what ingrates people are, all these ungrateful people are starting to wrack my nerves.

no you're not going to just walk the plank, what sort of leniant whale blubber do you think i am.

if these people want to be ungrateful for me sparing their lives then they're going to definitely have to work for their freedom. speaking of forced slavery, pillaging, and general fascism, i almost had to pay (probably MGM) $3 million. i guess that's what happens when you happen to have 100+ movies and they want to make you pay $30k a pop. gotta consider myself lucky for them letting me delete them, but the plain and simple fact is that i miss my movies. i had quite a few, from zombieland to all of the harry potter movies to i love you man and whatever. i'd say at least 7 straight days of movies, but i guess i must get back to my job. pillaging doesn't do itself. still, sometimes, i think about my job and it makes me curious why i do it. squawking away, there's this horrid bird that rides on my shoulder all the time, tweeting away every single day in the most incessant way.

it's quite ironic if you ask me, how we have iron in our blood streams. or is that nickel. either way around, it's iron-something. it's ironpre. postfixing of a prefix is the new way the world goes in any case, with today, we're just gonna go over a few things. this is actually just going to be my scrawling wall for ideas. i'm still trying to determine what to do on my sandbox server (http://mxe.doesntexist.com for those of you who want to see(

so far i just host random things there, though i have a project somewhat done, a web interface to a tts engine but it just isn't multifeatured enough; i am considering adding options to start interfacing with other tts engines that i have installed for the hell of it, but i am still curious.

i've also considered other random things, such as my own little twitter client, or a little gd web app that grabs twitter updates and renders them into a picture including the avatar for the person but that really isn't important.

then there's the matter of pidgin plus which just completely fails to compile for me (gee thanks josh) but you know that's life. it feels good to be thinking of things to do, to have things to do, but i don't know what to do entirely, it's sort of like my ship is in a whirlpool, dragging me down to davy. davy's gotta take the ship some day, but fortify it enough and it won't matter. hold down the fort and dig around, dig down into the floor and get ready to hang on, that's what ya gotta do.

my next idea wasn't really an idea. i don't know why i mentioned it.

i've also been working with ruby on rails. i personally think it should be on yarns though, i personally like yarn. not so sure why, i guess i want to crochet my ruby. but my days are being spent debating what to make, and what language to make it in; it's interesting how twitter keeps coming back up for ideas, but i am slowly growing tired of typing boilerplate text into this box so i'm going to hit submit and hope that this is a satisfying enough wall of text.

in all reflections it seems there is another reason to look back, and with every gaze to the hindrance of our existence, it seems that more and more arises in our mind; if we could only shut up, then maybe we wouldn't be so confused, but isn't it so confusing how we accept being confused, isn't it so confusing how we enjoy being confused. or do we enjoy just not being understanding. i can't say exactly what i want to say because there ARE NO WORDS, there are only constant thougts.

http://mxe.doesntexist.com/music/tuxguitar/midi is the music i have been working on.

http://mxe.doesntexist.com/gallery art and photography.

so what's next, internet