Author: Karel Kerezman

  • Owie. Owie owie owie owie.

    Long story short? On Wednesday I did something stupid, something that more than three years of working pack-and-ship taught me not to do. I lifted and twisted, and my lower back went into the most intense spasm I’ve experienced in years. I ended up on the floor of my office grimacing and cursing and quite upset at myself.

    I sort of got through the rest of that day by sheer force of will, and figured I’d be okay the next day as long as I took it easy that evening.

    Ha! As if!

    At about 11:30 Thursday morning, my back got worse. I couldn’t transition from standing to sitting or vice versa without incredible pain. As much as possible I stayed in my chair at my desk, and then slowly made my way home.

    Friday morning, I tried to get out of bed. No go. I called work to say I wouldn’t be in, and I stayed in bed or on the living room couch all day and night. It was much the same for most of today, though now I’m more-or-less able to get around and function normally. Bending at the waist is still a no-go, for the most part, at least not without considerable discomfort.

    Ah well. I needed the rest and (enforced) relaxation, right? Hopefully I can continue to recover tomorrow so I can be functional at work on Monday…

  • Meatspace

    Here’s a short, pricelessly funny bit of SciFi.
    They’re Made Out Of Meat

  • Fortune Favors The Cookie

    Dawn shared this bit of info with me today: “So I impulse bought something today… found this mini book on how to make fortune cookies.” I teased her about it…

    Her: What’s wrong with fortune cookies? Some of the ones they give are priceless *evil grin*
    Me: I tremble with fear at the thought of what kinds of fortunes you might include…
    Her: Liar. You do not =P
    Me: *laughter* You know me too well. Actually, to be honest, what’s really sick is I want to write fortunes for your cookies.
    Her: Writing fortunes for my cookies eh? What kind of fortunes?
    Me: They’d probably be sort of wacky. And pre-tested for whether the addition of “in bed” makes them funny.

    So here’s what I came up with on the spur of the moment…

    “Admit it: You like letting someone else take charge now and then.”

    “Perhaps your troubles really can be traced back to that one summer night.”

    “Whatever you do, don’t squeeze the rubber ducky too tightly.”

    “It can always get worse. It can also always get better.”

    “You’re going to show this to all of your friends, aren’t you?”

    And that’s just in a few minutes of brainstorming. So… give us a hand, would you? Let’s come up with some good fortunes for Dawn’s future cookies!

  • Nude

    The third album from the one-man band known as VAST is out and I’ve given it a few listens through. My overall impression is that in depth and richness it sounds more like the first album, but it’s constructed along the same lines as the second in terms of keeping the pacing snappy and the song lengths down under four minutes apiece. (There are two notable exceptions to that rule, one good and one not-so-good.)

    Visual Audio Sensory Theater, the self-titled-ish first album, was a dense and dark experimental work that was just as likely to explore religious as romantic themes. It is among my favorite records of all time, which is why I so eagerly awaited the arrival of Nude and before it Music For People, which I found to be generally enjoyable but with too much of a “must sell to radio” construction about it. My biggest beef with People is the uniformity of song length coupled with the reduction of subject matter down to being just a collection of love (new and lost) songs. It’s not a bad album, really, but it’s not exactly what I think of as a worthy follow-up to the original work.

    Nude is better. The subject matter is still love, new and lost and obsessive alike. One can hear more interesting things going on under the surface this time around, though. It feels as though Jon Crosby is trying to do the interesting things he did on his first album while still keeping to the industry-friendly song lengths and rock-n-roll elements that keep his bread buttered.

    Let’s cut to the, er, cuts. The two lead-off tracks are “Turquoise” and “Thrown Away,” respectively. They’re good, solid toe-tappers. Then we get to “Don’t Take Your Love Away,” which… isn’t. One of the two tracks to run over four minutes, it’s also the only track that leaves me completely underwhelmed. Ah well. “Be With Me” picks the pace up again, while “Lost” manages to be somber without sucking the enjoyment out of the listening experience.

    “Winter In My Heart” is one of the standout tracks here. There’s a quality of elegant pain to it that captivates me. It also counts as the obligatory parental-advisory moment, since Jon seems compelled to work an F-bomb just once into every album. Don’t ask me why.

    “I Need To Say Goodbye,” “Japanese Fantasy,” “Ecstacy” and “Candle” are generally good pieces, though only “Fantasy” stands out as particularly interesting among this set.

    The other over-four-minutes piece is “I Can’t Say No (To You),” and it makes up for all of the failures of its counterpart early in the album. I think this song shows best the promise of what we can expect to hear on future albums… at least, I certainly hope to hear more pieces at this level. It’s dark, obsessive, gentle and beautiful all at once.

    Nude closes out much as Music for People did, with a typically quiet piece centered on an acoustic guitar and uncluttered arrangement, in this case a little gem called “Desert Garden.” While not as hauntingly beautiful as “Lady of Dreams” from People, it’s still a charming little love song that I suspect will grow on me with time.

    While I nitpick and kibbutz here about specific tracks, only “Don’t Take Your Love Away” actually disappoints. Nude is a worthwhile listen, though perhaps not a true classic in the making. I’ve taken to looking at VAST as a work in progress… and this album shows progress and promise.

  • What Alexander Hath Wrought

    Since November, my son Alex has been tinkering on and off with the Blender 3D rendering and animation system. I’ve been threatening to show off his efforts for a while now, and today I’m following through on that threat… (these three are Indeo encoded, so you may need to download an installer)

    Backstage Appearance & Collision – an early test sequence (260kb)

    Face Suction – imaginative, if a bit weird! (380kb)

    Balloon – blow it up, watch it float away (2mb)

    And now that Alex has learned to give skeletal structure to his tutorial gingerbread man, we have brand new bits like these… (which are XviD encoded; I recommend having ffdshow installed if you can’t play these files)

    Gus Claps (240kb)

    Gus, The Soccer Player (220kb)

    Gus, Pitcher And Cheerleader (340kb)

    Gus Gets Hit (240kb) – my personal favorite…

    Way to go, Alexander!

  • Ken, the swinging single

    From Frenzied Daddy… or more accurately his daughter:

    Ken’s hot tub party

    Is it just me or does one of the Barbies look like she’s thinking, “How the hell did I end up here?”