Restless..

It's about 3am and I'm restless..

I've many thoughts flowing through my head. Mostly work and visa stuffs. Today I told Dv, my boss at the Strat that Rach and I are looking to move back to Aussie. I'm thinking about that and all the stuffs we talked about. I'm thinking about the visa papers and worried they'll be done in time. I'm thinking about moving to the other side of the world and growing my new family in an unfamiliar place. Thinking about all the expectations I may never live up to over there.

I'm thinking about that silly minicase and the silly truckputer equipment that Dk bought instead of paying off debts. Had ideas popping thru my head about how IPS could use a touch screen to provide additional info and resources at the client interface. Thinking how it would degooglify the interface tho (complicate it). Then got to thinking about how I need to update my flickr account with pictures. I'm pretty excited about that. Being able to upload a new batch every month without limit. And the coolest thing is tagging. Grouping our massively unstable archive of images with nice neat little tags. Identifying people, places, feelings.. whatever I want to. Even blogging about each one if I want. Yet another silly thing for me to manage. Yet another pseudo-archive of my life.

So yea, I felt like blogging... But to where? I got to thinking.. I have so many blogs it's not even sensible anymore. I have gkumba.com which is basically dead until I start posting one of my blogger blogs to it. But which one, I have a half dozen just on blogger alone. Then there's tblog which annoys the crap out of me with the lost posts because it doesn't archive indefinitely, but I keep going back to now and again nonetheless. I had all that work just poof, disappearing like that. Just like the memories themselves do in my head.. what good is that? Then there's the one I don't think I've ever posted to that my bro uses (I'm gonna really miss my bro even tho we don't really get to hang much anymore). The one that allows you to say what you're listening to. Well, most of the time I'm not listing to anything anyway.. too distracting. I prefer to be alone with my thoughts while I blog, otherwise I tend to plug lyrics into my posts.. or just plain forget what I want to get off my mind (just to have it all haunt me again later). And well, that's not even counting all the forums and memberships I've signed up for and never use..

My domain has come up for renewal again for this year. I'm debating if I should stick with Gandi.. they seem to do the deed well enough, but it's another $12 or so and I'm cheap. I should tidy up my account on the 'til box. I'm really grateful Jn kept me hosted as long as he has. It's been great to have that up there. I should actually keep it a little more live tho, if I plan to keep renewing the domain. I think maybe I'll post this blog there and just make the old stuffs disappear. I need to make a banner for this page like I did for inkboy.org. That turned out really well, methinks. Too bad I'll never actually create the domain, or do anything I planned to do with the idea.

Yea.. Dv is right, the era of high volume inkjet printing is fading. People are printing more stuff at kiosks and online printing services. Most of today's stuff is more like, I need to print a hard copy of this blog, or this website, or this receipt. And it doesn't really matter how good it looks, so maybe I'll just use the laser printer for this job. I was kind of hoping all the info packed in my head over the past couple of years would be useful to the general population, but their interest is waning. I even hoped to make some kind of really cool clothing line. Design some stuff that I might see someday circulating in the printergeek crowd. Not that the printergeek crowd is very extensive.. I wouldn't be surprised if Dv and I were the only ones within a 100 mile radius. And I don't wonder why.. printers are the bane of most people's existence. It's almost a masochistic thing to be all nerded about printers.

I should probably post and go to bed. I'll prolly regret being up so late tomorrow. We'll see soon enough in the morning. latrz.
-len