Cutting down a man-made tree

November 4th, 2009

Incisive criticism of another potential expert doesn’t seem to help me except to create a contrast, between a job well done and one that’s not.
An ego trip from insecurity; a threatened mind? No, just someone that wants to be superior to.
But is that expert just a Cowboy, like I say?
Or what I would be if I hadn’t had some proper experience and training?
A stupid little trip; thinking about how to do that constructively, ok cowboy, you broke that; wanna learn to ride without being bucked?
Wanna buy good farmer another horse?
Growing as a person from the neutral-good stance, or creating a public persona, like a Dungeons and Dragons character? A useful skill, or a false exterior that gives the wrong idea. I’m not sure.

Sawdust flakes stick to clothing; not a rough exterior, but justified analytical professional making up for the crimes that went before; was it really a crime to want everything and more?
The adequate representation of the human heart via language is ultimately only understandable through the distorted eyes and subjectivity; where is heart and mind communication?
I’ve used language to create a distorted perception, an intellect that silently laughs at judgment based on appearances but how do we survive if we don’t make snap choices?

A distorted perception, looking at everything through the bottom of a beer glass, or a crisp razor, as sharp as the edge of a broken bottle; either way you won’t see the truth free of how you were intended to rationalise.

The rain in spain stays mainly on the plain.

1:20am, Sunday November 1st 2009

She’s hotter than anything, a photo-shopped photo that she hates touching up, better than the real deal maybe, and a good friend with a twisted side, somehow sex gets involved and the friendship continues to thrive, but the skeletons in the closet shaking around, make me wonder what’ll happen when the hinges break.
Followed me through my truth-telling and did not claim madness; simply seemed to agree that there’s more things on heaven and earth Horatio…
Oh Shakespeare, where for art thou expression of love on paper; where for art though romance?
Simple twisted words, a power struggle that’s already over and doesn’t need to happen; imbalance in a relationship, a fear of being hurt critically leads one to hit first; her personality twisting at times but consistent in friendship, a strange friendship indeed to see each other almost naked via a metal wire under the sea.

Real human emotion and feeling expressed in an online chatbox, missing a friend while having another asleep next to me; but being honest about who I am and hoping that the people around can accept that my real world social interactions seem to fairly represent my ideology; if someone disagrees let them speak now; or raise it with me at some future point, until then I’ll just try and be kind to all that could love me.

Confidence.

About a girl?

Early morning/late night Saturday October 31st/Sunday November 1st 2009

I meet her, a crazy name like mine, more in common than I think at the time; and the opposites attract, similar taste in knowledge up to a point.
I want, lust, or friendship, affection, touch; but fear rejection, afraid, paranoid, worried about criticism and pain.
Confidence lacking; how to show my heart?
And is what I’m feeling real, will this just be a stable friendship; is there anything more there, a good companion, a lover? Like Jimmy Hendrix said; “Love or confusion?” Sorting out my own head, even then would I be satisfied?
What does it mean anyway, touching, smiling, fucking, avoiding awkward moments and that weird feeling of knowing thoughts you can’t and don’t want to track are rolling through someone else’s head; they were friendly yesterday, why not today?
What’s happened between?
Why do people sometimes say one thing and do another, no guaranteed pattern, peoples emotions don’t act like a physics experiment, we’re not logical analytical entities; and understanding the irrational reason and finding a reason and way to requited eternal love, for a human what better objective is there?
Can she make the first move if she’s interested? Would she have the confidence to do that? Should I rely on that? Where’s my instincts; my desire and need?
Sedentary and sedated now, meet another girl on the street; beauty isn’t everything but a nice smile counts for a lot.
And then the idea that words on a page can twist a friendship and stop something blossoming, fear; or maybe words on a page can create a window into someone’s mind, acceptance and trust even if you don’t always get what you want.
Safe and with friends; better here than some places.
Happy to be alive.
What is the move any ways? A hug? A smile? A sign indicating friendship? And how to live without the risk of embarrassment, or just to be fearless with regards to the idea of; to not worry and live in the now?
Is it a serious move or just something wanted because of temporary loneliness?
What’s the repercussions, a group of people that treat you differently for being true to yourself, do you really want what you think you want anyway; is that treachery; is there any dishonesty in that, simple is often best.
I guess the important thing is to be able to live in an environment where you don’t need to feel ashamed of who you are, where you don’t need to fear rejection or a difference in opinion, where you can respect others and be respected by; and that’s where I’d like to be.
Like really, feelings when your drunk, and now I feel this going the wrong way, as compared to sober and the slight awkwardness of a situation where you don’t quite know how to swim and maybe you want the other person to lead; a gender role stereotype that does and doesn’t fit, the image of a thousand men proposing on their knees and not one woman; only one friend who said in passing about a girl he loved that he thought that she should ask and now she’s gone from his life.
I guess 100 years from now a little bit of criticism doesn’t matter so much if you end up winning what you need.

Five important things to think about before buying a domain name

1. What is your site?

What will you be doing with your site, what will you be selling, what’s the point of it? Write down a brainstorm of your main purpose for the site, and side branches, generate a whole heap of words, and use keywords search to see what is searched for and what isn’t.

2. The key words.

You’ve found the keywords you like. Now, think about domain names that go around them, if you used pcrepair, pcrepairz.com is an easy one to choose.

3. The history of your domain.

What has your domain done before you found it? The wayback machine may well tell you.

4. Registering the domain.

Do you want a Top-level-domain? *.com is the most sought-after domain name, but if your website is intended to get hits from your area, a local ending might be better. For me, I registered both minguscasey.com and minguscasey.co.nz, both pointing to the same site, as I am a New Zealander, and I want a profile online.

5. Preparation.

Someone said, don’t do something if you can’t write 500 good words on the topic before hand, or atleast get your skills up to the point where you can. That’s what this is, I recently registered Godsdreams.com and PCRepairz.com and figured I would write about this.

Ok, this article did not work due to formatting. It looks kind of interesting tho :)

Thinking about writing a website?
Open up notepad, save the file as mysite.html, and then start writing in it.
Write:

Hi! Welcome to my site!

This is my first website

Then save the file :).

That’s it, you made a website!

The declares the content following that to be hypertext markup language, the language of the web.
The is the introduction to the site, where the enclose the title of your website.
The starts where the actual text shows up on the site.
The

declares a heading, and the

closes the heading, every tag in HTML must be closed after being opened, and this is most commonly done via a tag to start, and then one later, ie this text would be bold
The

tag designates a paragraph of text, and the paragraph ends with

.
The closes the body of the page, and the closes the HTML of the page.

There that’s it, now if you double click the file, it should open up in your web browser and be a working web page!