the game of life

it's incredibly unusual for me to post this many times in a week, much less twice in a day, but...

when i added that emblem at the top, i got thinking about how i had never written a game of life program. this is one of those standard things all computer science students do at one point or another, but since i didn't want to do things the standard way and had to drop my CS major, I never did.

so, anyways, check it out....

the weblog formerly known as...

so, although i did take some pleasure in my chosen title for this weblog, being the simpsons fanatic that i am, i decided that it sounds too much like some angsty goth kid's page of lamentations.

bubblehouse is relatively meaningless, except being the name of a mmw tune that i like a lot. i also figure it's good to have the title be connected with the domain name.

so i leave you with the following...

Homer: What's wrong with you?  What are you trying to hide from me...
       [Homer opens the door and sniffs]  What's that smell?  Onions...
       chili powder... cumin... juicy ground chuck?  It's chili!  Oh, my
       god, I'm missing the chili cook-off!  [whining, fidgeting] I'm
       missing the cook-off, it's going on right now, and I'm missing 
       it.

Marge: All right, I was trying to keep it from you, but I had a good
       reason.  Every time you go to that cook-off you get drunk as a
       poet on payday.

Marge asks him to remember last year.  In a flashback, we see an
obviously drunk Homer, a Duff in each hand, standing in the cotton-
candy machine.  "Look at me...I'm a puffy pink cloud." he mumbles,
before he climbs out of the machine and lies on the ground, where dogs
lick at him.

Back to the present.  Homer is shuffling around in the closet.

Homer: Well of course, everything looks bad if you remember it.  Now
       where are my chili boots?

the privacy monsters

i really don't like it when i have to fill out a form to download something. it doesn't matter what the site asks for, or how much i want what they have to offer; i just don't like being forced to fill out a form before i check their stuff out.

however, as a webmaster/musician, there comes a time when you'd like to see who it is that is really paying attention to your work.

i've set up my mp3s so that when you download them, you're taken to a page where you can optionally fill out some information about yourself. it's kind of like a less obnoxious version of a guestbook.

oh, and this is for my use only. it's not going to be publicly posted, since things like that have a pretty large capacity for abuse. and if you do in fact want to leave your email address, you have my word that it won't be resold or anything like that.

so, if you would like to take the time to fill the form out, that'd be great, but if you have the same issues about them that i do, i understand. anyways, thanks for your time.