Weeds

On almost FREE extended basic in Canada.

or from my TV via public access Snapstream BeyondTV probably illegal streaming, Wednesdays at 10pm but don’t say I told you so.

WEEDS

Episode 3 I think.

FINALLY! A theme song I don’t fast forward through. That “little boxes” jingle was a terror in reruns in my head. Like chalk on a wall, for an unknown reason.

I hated it, but I like the instrumental.

Not that my opinion matters.

Except to me.

I want to say, Keven Neilon was never a favourite of mine. As a Saturday Night Alumni,m I wanted him to do well, but he wasn’t my cup of tea.

However, like Chevy peaked with Fletch, this is a good role for him, and I love him in it. It is a perfect match.

At least tonigh.

I’m not just watching the program,
I’m watching the program, on weeeeeeeeeeed

And Jon Stewart is my daily news sourse. I am not afraid to share the opions he has moulded for me.

He is my representitive.

And Howard Stern, but I still feel shame with how that will effect my future, and that thought kills me inside.

I am not proud to be a Stern fan, and that’s his niche. It’s naughty, in a safe way… though more so without rules.

If people get that, he could be huge.

I should ask him if he ever thought of switching to the 14 year old market.

Or does he now, treating trhem like adults, who happen to like fart jokes.

Nobody does an hour with a celebrity like Stern, and he knows it.

I love PVR’s. I have not gotten past the PREVIOUSLY ON long opening yet. I guess that means new people tune in every week.

I bet TV would get in trouble, in some way, if they showed a prime time TV character get pregnant on purpose… but a guy just did it on WEEDS.

To me, that thought never occured to me, and now that it has, I have to re-evaluate how it may be effort for “man” to be nice. It’s not natural.

Whoops. Weed moment. I call them Zeppelins.

Ask me why. Oh Look, A Zeppelin is the name of my book.

Please don’t steal it and sell it back to me.

That’d suck, for no real reason. The kind of evil I’m seeing everywhere.

The percentages are shifting… nbut that’s a whole chapter on it’s own.

Back to the show.

Imagine this scenario. A parent watches weeds secretyly from his kids, but s much thinks the kids should see this episode… they’re torn.

TV teaches we should not be high, and answer the phone.

Is it an old jpke for normal people to go to far, for real. The father in the bee costume bit.

A neat game: try to get silly names in the phone book. Mr Fuckusin ?

Selia could out everything as a campaign win, and because she’s evil.

At least tonight, on weeeeeeeeed

The Audacity

I may ramble more than usual tonight. I’m in a good mood.

First I want to try to blog about my Audacity story, but as you’ll learn, I go off on tangents. I call them Zepelins for anyone who’s already on the inside loop on that term.

I was going to do a video blog tonight. I’ve been experimenting with them, and although I have not had the nerve to release them, I secretly wish I could.

As the story goes, this has been an OK day, despite losing a tooth and missing an appointment.

But, as luck would have it, I am cameraless. My Kodak V550, which I usually use is left behind in Bolton, a two hour drive away. My Song video camera is missing, at least to me now.

I tried to borrow a room mate’s Nicon, but it’s video mode is limited to 1 minute. Nicon would like to be state I have no idea what I’m talking about, and even if it were true, this is an old model and in no way reflects the capabilities of new Nikons, still a great name in cameras.

So… it occurred to me, the possible blessing in disguise, and the idea of NOT doing a video, but instead, rambling my views and news into an MP3.

Comedy MP3’s worth listening to, the day after.

I could do 2 hours of ramble, and be a morning drive audio file.

A podcast, if I’m still legally allow to say that.

Nothing new, but a revelation to me that this could be possible.

I don’t want to be famous.
I just want a few fans.

(My first T Shirt) Please don’t steal the ideas.

Back to the story. When I decide to do an audio ramble, I go to the go-to audio program I know and love; AUDACITY

It’s free, and I hate Adobe.

Not Adobe the company, but I do lot personally like they Adobe interface, although to be fair, it’s mostly because I started on the Amiga, and came to PC via Jasc.

I go to http://audacity.com – a fine company having nothing to do with the program, but smart enough to know 98% of their traffic is a wrong number hit… so they link.

This is where my imagination takes a zeppelin time out from that bet hought, and jumps to an odd delay on the link. It is sitting loading, for what modem users would call slow. (That’s the old old slow system mommy and daddy probably don’t even remember.

I do. 300 baud was the fastest the phone line could do. A mantra we heard upped year after year.

Today’s may be the first generation to not only expect the future, but wish it would hurry up and get here.

Generations before mostly were surprised by the future. People bought VIC20’s in the millions. To me, it seemed obvious that this was a first draft, and they’d not be 22 character screens in less than a year. The Commodore 64 was my first computer. It was the one thing our family wasn’t an early adopter to. We had the first VCR, Stud Finder, Microwave, dishwasher etc.

But no Vic 20.

So… The thought occurs to me that the non audio Audacity.com people probably have to overpay for hosting, just because of the traffic… So they intentionally time delay the link. In a way, like the shareware countdown a lot of programs, including Windows XP thinks bothers pirates enough for them to pay.

Maybe it does, outside my community, people pay for software.

I have no idea if this is true, or my Internet was just being slow – as is so often the mysterious case.

The end summary, is that I had to wait, and so I wrote this. It’s loaded now and I can install Audacity; the software and stop typing.

The MP3 exists, or will. Ask me about it.