joshintosh

2007-04-16T21:15:00.000-06:00

Hi. I don't know who would still check this because its been 6 months since I last "blogged".
SO here it is. another blog. So what's new with me? well Cassie is leaving for FOREVER. That is no fun to think about. But still, there it is. I moved to a trendy apartment complex all by myself. Its okay. But I don't think Ill be renewing my lease when it's up. So the other day a button popped off my new couch. I fixed it. That's it.

New Blog Location

2006-11-10T12:53:00.000-07:00

I dought anyone checks this any more, but just in case I thought I might leave a link to my new blog location.
www.joshcoast.com

check it out.

Holey Buckets!

2006-09-06T13:35:00.000-06:00

I never knew! The poor kitties! Look at gods little killers. They are so mean! Run kittie RUN!

2006-08-30T16:48:00.000-06:00

“We’ve figured out how to put an inferior OS on more expensive hardware! That way, we can have both the frustrations of Windows and pay out of the ass for Mac. Everybody wins!”

My Alter-Alter Ego.

2006-08-28T11:27:00.000-06:00

This is my alter ego.

2006-08-25T16:26:00.000-06:00

I am your daddy, luke

You and Me

2006-08-23T15:48:00.000-06:00

Here is a picture of me and Cassie. She drew it for me today. It reminds me a little of American Gothic. Here however you can see that Doolittle embraced the expressionism of abstraction that Grant was fighting against in his own time. It also has a modern twist, You see there, she has a shovel, and I have a paint brush. Interesting how the gender rolls have switched isn't it? Tossing away the conservative ideas that Grant was trying to preserve. Anyway, its a beautiful pice of art, and I love it.

Finding the faith.

2006-07-18T14:00:00.000-06:00

Look at this great picture that cassie took. Now I know there is a God.
You too can find god at this site.

Scooters and Pine Trees

2006-06-26T10:23:00.000-06:00

So, I meant to do this a long time ago. I got a metropolitan scooter. The picture isn’t actually my scooter. It’s of a scooter that is just like mine. I found the scooter that I did buy on Craig’s List. I bought it for $900 dollars from a guy about my age. He was really skinny and said that he used it to go to the arts Denver art school and back. In his living room was a fake Christmas tree that was missing its decorations. It’s strange how that happens to some people. They begin something, and then months latter; it’s still there. I wonder when he will notice it again. Maybe when it gets really hot in his living room. Will he then look up and think, man its hot in here, why is there a fake pine tree in my living room? Just after he put the ornaments box back into the closet, the tree must have fallen off into oblivion. The way small tiles appear to disappear when you unblinkingly stair at a tiled floor for a really long time. All the tiles bend together, making one big empty field. After fully comprehending this Cristmass tree in his liveingroom in april, I started to worry, maybe I have a fake pine tree in my liveing room too.

So, in spite of his inability to finish things, he sold me the scooter. The scooter is really great. I peeled the fantasy stickers off that the previous owner put on it and it looks as good as new. It only takes a gallon of gas at a time. That gallon usually lasts me almost two weeks. When I ride it I feel like I’m on a really fast bicycle that I don’t have to exert myself on at all. It’s like going down hill all the time, which happens to be my favorite part of riding a bike. The only downfall is the noise. While bikes are almost completely silent, the scooter is not.

Anyway, that’s my new scooter. I recommend it to anyone.

Speeking of old video games

2006-06-20T08:24:00.000-06:00

You've got to check this out. Its great.

New Mac Ads

2006-06-16T11:13:00.000-06:00

Oh no, look out, those apple guys are up to there witty little tricks again.
Click here to see the new ads.

click click wheerrrrrr wherrrrrrrzz click click

2006-06-12T15:11:00.000-06:00

Yep. it's my job. I could probably figure out a way to make the computer do it automatically. But then, I would have no involvement what's so ever. I would just stare at the screen, as it pulled up a window, then to the print dialog box, and in a split second enter in the number 2 and then wait for printer bar would come up, and then again, and then again. I suppose that might be alright. It reminds me of the book the player piano. That kind of creeps me out. It might be kind of interesting even, to figure out how to write the little program that will print out two copies of every file in a folder. But thats just it. It would be a half hour of interesting followed by... what exactly. Watching the computer do it itself? I guess that would give me time to get up and do some filling or some other remedial task that the computer can't do for me yet. That would be more efficent. Now I'm reminded of the movie BIG with Tom Hanks in it. The part when he gets his job doing data entry. He sits down and starts typing as fast as he can, and the guy next to him tells him to pace himself, that he will get everyone fired if he goes too fast. Yep, don't want to work myself out of a job right? oh screw it, I guess I'll just figure out the program. It might make me look good right?

My Youth, Fondly Remembered.

2006-05-31T14:12:00.000-06:00

Wholly Buckets! I can’t believe it! ZELDA Unedited, just like it was in the good old days! Now I can relive hours on hours of glorious salad days right on my Mac! I remember fondly the way I would practically run home from school to play ZELDA. And that’s not all! There is every game I can remember, all free for download!
You to can relive your youth –click here-
For the cool people that need a Mac Nintendo –click here-

Steve and Bill Getting all Comfy Together.

2006-05-26T14:29:00.002-06:00

True, it’s a funny ad, but still, what’s up with that? An Intel chip in a Mac? Wasn’t it Apple that spent years and years trying to convince people that the architecture of their chip made the numbers look different, when in fact the apple chip ran so much more efficiently that it was a 2 to 1 speed ratio? What happened to that? Now they want us overnight to believe just the opposite? Now what are all the dedicated Mac people going to do with their stupid shirts and stickers about how crappie Intel chips are?

Look at this- you can even install XP on these new Mac's! What the hell? It’s a sad day for the Mac lovers out there. Now all we have is the operating system. That’s it, the pretty, easy to use, and stable operating system. No longer can we say the computer itself is any better then a well made PC.

The Gate Keeper

2006-05-23T11:02:00.000-06:00

I thought that I might take a moment to give everyone a peek into a small part of my day. To illuminate it in a way that no one might have otherwise ever known. I sit across from the bathroom door. Every time a person leaves the bathroom, they think it’s a great idea to completely close the door instead of leaving it a small crack to signify that the bathroom has been vacated. So, as a result I am charged with the job of bathroom monitor. Every time someone needs to go, they walk up and ask me if anyone is in there.

Perhaps its true that I don’t have anything better to do then keep track of who the hell is in the bathroom, but still, its an annoying job. Wither there is someone in there or not, I always say the same thing, “I don’t think so.” My idea was that if I gave out inaccurate information, people would eventually stop asking me. Not so. They just get mad when it is inaccurate, but continue to ask the next time, as if this was the soul job that I get paid to do here. Perhaps, since what I say is accurate most of the time, they keep faith that I am sincerely trying to keep track of this information. I have to prove that my bathroom monitoring abilities are completely inadequate. I think the next step is to simply tell them the exact opposite of the truth. Then, when they need to go pee really bad, and the dam door is closed, and I say, yes, indeed there is someone in there, they will stair desperately at the closed door, wondering, is it true? They will think twice about closing it all the way when they leave. I could really torcher them and make them wait hours! Make them knock on the door! It will be social tourcher. The end of the bathroom door dilemma is coming near. I will train these fools. I will make them leave the door a crack!

Homeless people and immigrants and too much time to waste.

2006-05-22T10:31:00.000-06:00

This picture says it all. : ) I got the pic here.

who's yo daddy. I SAID WHO'S YO DADDY!

2006-05-17T09:20:00.000-06:00

Mr Meogee and Dumbledore

2006-05-12T12:08:00.001-06:00

So at work I've been listening to books on tape. In particular, I've been listening to the Harry Potter series. Its entertaining, easy to follow while working, and helps the time go by. So I'm on the last book and I’m starting to feel really bad because I know that Dumbledore is going to die. At lest, that was what Cassie told me when she read the book a while back. I mean, why does the cool old smart guy always die in these things? Actually, come to think of it, why didn’t Mr Meogie die? He should have, don’t you think? Maybe it’s just a wizard thing. They always have to die. Maybe Cassie was being spurious and Dumbledore comes back to life the way Gandalf did in lord of the rings. Who knows, well, I guess there are a lot of 12 year olds that do, don’t they?

Macs are cool.

2006-05-02T11:36:00.000-06:00

Okay, So I never ever post; but here are some funny ads that I thought I might share with you all. And remember, Mac's are cool. You don't want to be a dork, you want to be an indy kid. mac = hipster. not nerd. : )

2006-04-18T16:45:00.000-06:00

This is the coolist toy ever, and I am the new proud owner. Its the main character from Ghost World. One of the coolist movies ever, and a bitchen comic too. I am a bit of a comic nerd. Not the lame superhero ones though, just the really boring comics that go on about life and how much it sucks. Those are the best. The ones that take bits of life and make them look meaningful by putting them on a pedestal of insignificance . It makes life seem beautiful, as if all the stupid thoughts that you have during the day about how the light casts itself across the room means something to other people too. I love also how these comics exploit our more perverse thoughts and in turn makes them seem unique and purposeful. If you haven’t already, you need to read Optic Nerve. He has some of the most beautiful comics around. Indie comics rock.

stopmer

2006-03-30T22:54:00.000-07:00

thats crap. I wrote a stupid poem about stompers. I deleted it. it was crap. I was trying to recall the tactile memories of the little toys. the feel of the smashed flat worn out crept on my face as I lay there eye level with the toy. for hours. playing around with the stupid thing. its body long gone. the little light in the front. kind of dangling, loosing its connection if you wiggled it. over and over I would flip the battery around. it would reverse. flip it back it would go forward. the little wheels made out of some sort of fome rubber. I would pull them off and chew on them. put them back on. who knows why. clumbsaly trying to keep it steady I would let the thing roll over my face as I lay there. eventually. the thing would run slower and slower. I took it for granted you know. the whole thing. every bit of it. yet none of it would have been posable had I known that someday I would be trying to remember the thing. the stupid thing. the time. the feelings. that afternoon sun making the carpet warm. thats when we first learn to do it you know. to forget that these things are meaningful. to tare them to pieces, running the energy out of them. until.

Work

2006-03-15T12:33:00.000-07:00

Music pops out of speakers as if they are set inside a pop can. My lower back gives off a little ache. There is a stale smell in the room that I can't place. I look at the monitors logo in the upper left. I feel a tightening and releasing in my gut, it's the odd feeling of want. I think for a moment whether I should buy a monitor, and then remember again that I probably don't need one. The back of my tongue and throat ache a little, I look over at my coffee, ummm. Its lukewarm aroma is comforting. I let out a sigh, my back tweaks a little, I try to remember one moment that meant something more then this one, any moment really, any moment better then coffee.

2006-03-14T12:20:00.000-07:00

My beautiful girl friend made us dinner last night. It was super good, meatballs and pasta in an alfrado sauce. She made too much and now I have stumbled across, what I believe to be the best lunch I have ever had while working at this job. Just look at it… Its appearance is deceiving I suppose. Maybe that’s one reason why it ended up being so good. It’s explosion of taste was hiding in its plain appearance of leftovers in tupperware, when out of the blue it ends up being as fantastic as the night it was made.
I suppose that there are other factors included in its overall excellent scoring. I usually have a chick patty for lunch. Although chick patties are quite scrumptious and yummy for lunch, it pails in comparison to the lunch you see pictured here.
Anyway, it is a yummy lunch all made passable by the most beautiful girl in the world.

goofy putty

2006-03-10T16:04:00.000-07:00

Today I stopped by safeway and bought some silly putty. Actually it was "goofy putty", but its the same thing. I am so happy. I love my goofy putty. I can stick various objects on top of it and they slowly sink in. Its like having a little pet at my desk that I can play with. The picture is one of my new silly putty and a bottle cap stuck in it.

Mr Pessimistic.

2006-02-21T13:14:00.000-07:00

Okay, so maybe my last entry was a bit on the doomsday side. Due to my on going fascination with, and recent meanderings of, the void, I decided to do a googal search with the word. I clicked on images becasue I was curious to see that our little collective mind thaought that the void might look like, and this is what I found.

Isn't it great? I love it. Its perfect. Its a great representation of the void, don't you think? Is it an extra large veggie or an extra small key board. Is that even why the veggie is there. It seems like a meaningful clue into existence. But really, what is it? Its nothing. But some how it got brought into existence. PLOP. There it is. I'm fascinated that someone went to the kind of trouble to put it there. It takes more effort then just penciling something on the wall doesn't it? but why? what the hell does it communicate?

I was about to say that I wish life was more like this. But it IS this, isn't it? Think of all the things that you love and hate and worry about for a moment. Now keep that idea, the totality of it all, and, look at it as if it were this picture. This one picture, not even what is in the picture, but the picture itself. Isn't it the same thing? This thing is the result and conclusion of some sort of drama that was happening to one or more people at one time and put up on the the wall for all to rep the befit of understanding.But what does it mean? anything at all?

Take anything out of context and the world deconstructs into nothingness. "I think therefore I am" is bullshit. The truth is, You think, therefore I am. Nothing can ever have meaning and therefore existence with out the rest of the world supporting it and visa versa!

Maybe thats why I have such a strange fascination with the internet. It is the most random collection of unrelated ideas that was ever linked together. In its great efforts to give information and meaning, it has become an explosion of meaninglessness. It embodies the void. Its randomness of objects and ideas that never lead to anything else is in effect the void itself.

First ever post.

2006-02-06T13:41:00.000-07:00

Okay, so now I have a blog. it will find its settling place amongst millions of others. Im not sure that I have anything incredibly witty to say. and of course when ever I write into it, i will be unable to not be aware of the few people that might read it. because who else would besides people that I know? It would be more comforting I think, if I thought that it was entirely anominous. like some meaningless gerfettee on a wall. At most the only emotions that it would really conger up in someone might me a bit of contempt for the nuisance of needing to clean it up. But thats all it is really. all these blogs. If your lucky there might be a few that stumble across it. perhaps even find a little meaning in it. But after all, its just a bit of gerfeetie. badly spelled at that. and who am I kidding. no one ever finds meaning in the random scribbling on the walls. do they?

so why am i wasting my time. mostly. its slow at work now. and I might have a story to tell. besides. there is an certain fascination that i have with talking into a void. its a bit like watching stars. not in any sort of constructive way. to looking at them and considering them as a whole. there they are. and if you wish to, you can even give them your thoughts. who knows, maybe someone will be listening. its that wonder. that improbababul possibility. that it has a purpose after all. that the void in and of its self will be an entity all of its own. its humanity as god.

In one of kurt Vonagets books there is a carictor that always takes note of everything in his mind. he believed that people are little reporters. they reported to god what life is. because that was the reason why god made us, to know more of what life is. perhaps its a bit like that.