For another revision to the website! I'm going to start working on it this weekend and relegate the Controlled Dissonance pages to a subsection of the site, again. The home page will likely just be a portal blog that will replace this one, with links to the various child sites: Controlled Dissonance, Nests of Disorder, Gabriel's Unnamed Noise Project, etc.

Look for it in next Sunday's paper.

Five dollars to the person who can guess what I didn't get done last weekend. That's right. The Nests of Disorder page. To be completely honest, I actually got started and had it all but finished, but for a few minor touches. It's been so long since I last coded an honest-to-goodness HTML webpage, that I forgot how to incorporate a few elements. Faced with the choice between researching and relearning, or fucking off and watching DVDs, your fearless leader opted for the latter. I'll get it done at some point, though.

While I'm thinking about it, I thought I'd take a moment to point you all towards our dear friend SIGHUP's Sounds Found repository of field recordings. Ostensibly it hasn't been maintained in two years, but there's still quite a wonderful collection of user-submitted field recordings there, freely available to you for any of your nefarious purposes.

http://soundsfound.sighup.ca/

While you're on the site, check out some of his albums, if you haven't already.

And, as always, caveat emptor, motherfuckers.

I just remembered that I was going to work up a Nests of Disorder page for the site this weekend. Instead I spent all day yesterday recovering from Friday night (one of these days I'll learn that lesson) and all day today working on some new Controlled Dissonance material and cooking a delicious roast. Mmmm. Beef.

I've decided that it's incredibly tacky for a company to re-list a job opening without having contacted all the applicants from previous listings for the same opening. If I apply for a job with your company and you don't have the decency to even acknowledge receipt of my application before dismissing it and re-listing the position, I will officially hate your guts. Forever.

Last week I read an article about a company in California that is actually attempting to create a fusion reaction by shooting a gigantic laser at a lump of tritium. It was the coolest thing I've read in a very long time. Go science!

Also, the collaboration album saw the light of day yesterday. Thanks to Tom and Holly at Amduscias Records for making that happen!

Last night I had this dream where I was flying around the city drinking a bottle of wine. Then I ended up at this huge, fancy party hosted by a billionaire whose kids I knew. I crashed the party and hid a bit (because I was drunk and obviously underdressed for the occasion) waiting for the crowd to clear out from in front of the buffet table. But the caterers packed up the food before I could get any, so I went off to find the people I knew. I found the daughter (portrayed, for some reason, by Summer Glau) in this weird auditorium.

Here's why the internet is the greatest thing ever invented (Steve Jobs, take note - then eat shit). Tonight I'm watching television and I hear a song that I like on a show. I don't know what it is, but I like it. So, I launch Chrome and Google search a line from the song, instantly hitting on a page with the lyrics, name and writers of the song. It's one that's apparently been covered dozens of times, so now I need to figure out who did the version I just heard, so I can find some more. Hrm. So I search the song and artist name and voila!

As if by some unknown miracle of modern science, my FTP connection remained stable enough to upload the RAR for Not For A Lack Of Imagination ! You can now (finally) download this for your listening pleasure. I'm in the process of attempting to duplicate this miracle and get Thoughts of the Long Now uploaded as well. Cross your fingers, ladies and gentlemen...

Goal for the night is to get to bed early enough that I get more than five hours of sleep. While I can certainly stumble through the work day in a somnambulant daze, it's not really conducive to being productive in areas outside of work.