Brad Barrish

So Frustrated

I am so over this weblogging thing. \Hell, it's not like I even put much effort into any of it. Not that many people read it anyway and there's not much that sets this apart from the rest. It's all regurgitated information anyway. And for what? So I get comments and people like me? Whatever. For the last few hours I have been working on another site and I hate it. I hate almost everything about it. And why the fuck do I need a separate weblog for more personal matters? I'll just post it here. There are a few things that I would like to be able to do and I can't because I don't know how and I don't want to take the time to figure it out. So, this is how it's going to look and I don't care. It's stupid, self-indulgent bullshit anyway. I just got finished writing this long post about how I hate the fact that I am bored so easily and change my mind about stuff at the drop of a hat. Take my web site as an example. I used to have my site hosted somewhere else and used Movable Type to publish my weblog. I switched over to TypePad so that I could focus my time, which lately I probably have too much of, on posting instead of coding. And now I want to code a little bit. Coding... that's a laugh. I couldn't code my way out of a box. All of the "coding" I have done is nothing more than hackery. And on some level, that's fine with me. It's nothing that I've ever poured my heart and soul into. I just wish I could look at code and simply see what needs to be changed to control something I am seeing (or not seeing). I can't. Unless there are instructions or some nice coder person takes the time to walk me through it, it's not gonna happen. At this point I'm just throwing my hands up in the air in complete frustration. Oh, and something I ate earlier today cut my tongue. It hurts and is so annoying. And the fact that I'm sore? That's real fucking annoying too. Deep breaths. Good thing I'm leaving the apartment to go chant in a few minutes.

100 Things To Do Before You Di

A Team of British scientists came up with their own list of 100 things to do before you die. I'm going to get started immediately by extracting my own DNA this evening by doing the following:

[S]pitting gargled salt water into diluted washing-up liquid and slowly dribbling ice-cold gin down the side of the glass. Spindly white clumps which form in the mixture are, basically, you.

"Spitting," eh? So that's what they call it in the UK. Sorry, I couldn't resist. [via TMN]

Growing Up With Wires

Kids who grew up with the internets are adults now. Wow, no way! You means to tells [sic] me that their knowledge is alienating their computer-illiterate parents? Actually, it is pretty cool how much technology is integrated into kids' lives these days. I thought it was cool that I went to computer camp as a kid and had an email address when I was 16. Kids will probably be born with email addresses in the not-too-distant future.

Hurting

The entire left side of my body hurts. Not like an I-just-worked-out kinda pain, but an I-fell-really-hard-while-snowboarding kind of pain. I was thinking about how old it makes me feel to hurt this bad after four hours of snowboarding. Seriously, what the fuck? This kind of pain almost isn't worth it, but I'm sure I'll justify it somehow.

First Snowboarding Trip Of The Season

I wanted to go snowboarding a couple of weeks ago when Big Bear got their first big snow of the season, but I waited a couple of weeks. I would have gone last weekend, but it was Thanksgiving and I knew it would be crowded. I went alone today, which I've done one other time after A's accident. It was pretty rough getting up at 5am. I didn't actually crawl out of bed until about 5:30am. I tossed and turned the entire night. I couldn't sleep. I think I probably got 3 hours of sleep even thought I got into bed around 11pm last night, which was also a bit on the challenging side.

Fucking parking in Venice... I lugged all my gear to my car and hit the road armed with my iPod. I realized late last night that the cassette adapter that I use to listen to my iPod in the car was broken. A was kind enough to pick one up for me. She had to stop buy to pick up her mobile phone anyway. She left me a sweet note. It felt a bit weird not to have her along. That didn't really hit me until I had gone down the mountain a few times, but it most certainly hit me.

I was so happy to be in the mountains. I wanted to just stop and look at all the snow and surrounding peaks. I did get a chance to look around when I was on the lift. It was so gorgeous. The sun was out in full force. I have a little bit of a burn on my face to prove it. There were no lines and I only had a few spills. Not bad for the first day of my second season. Hopefully I'll be going back soon. Next weekend I'll be visiting the family in Kansas. I'm really looking forward to seeing everyone and being together.