All Day, Every Day

Dust In My Eyes

So I’ve managed to import an old backup of this blog and restore move than 500 entries and about 700 comments. Never realized there was so much here but I guess 600MB sql file should have been a clue.

So as I’m importing the entries and cleaning up old image tags and dead links, I start to read a few of these old posts. I was a hot ass mess during my twenties. But who isn’t? I reminisced, I laughed out loud a few times, my eyes even watered up. With the database issues I was having before, I used it as way to have a clean slate. Everything is about Tumblr and Snapchat, who cares about domain hosted blogs anymore? In the few hours I spent going through comments and posts, I remembered why these are important. Like a photo album, its good to go back and see how you’ve change, grown and mature.

Luckily, I don’t like my keyboard get me in trouble as it did back then.

I Don’t Wanna Grow Up

Little Trophies

This place is a relic, caked in layers of dust, untouched and neglected, almost ruined.

But I could never let it die. Every so often I update a plugin, mark a comment as spam, but there was never a strong draw to come back, knock the cobwebs off and let it know it was loved. I’ve renewed the domain annually, paid monthly for hosting but providing content became a chore. But this was my baby: I’ve always felt a little proud of this site. Bookmarked at the top, a constant reminder of who I was at an interesting time of my life. I put a lot of work into maintaining it, even when I never posted. And so I kept it like a little trophy, just sitting on a shelf.

As turbulent, hectic and maybe… a little fun the life of a twenty-something can be, I figured it was time to let it all go, start fresh and forge forward. I’m now in my thirties and I’m not the same person as I was in my 20s. If I’m not the same why should I hold on to this reminder? Well, I’m not and with a couple of clicks and dropped tables, it was all gone… Time to clear the shelf for new trophies.

Ain’t Going to Be Comcast’s Bitch


It’s been less than a year since I have gotten rid of my cable television service. At first I felt great. Cutting the cord felt damn near liberating. No longer was I paying $240 a month for wasted channels, summer hiatuses and informercials. Everyday there was something new on Netflix, and Hulu+ to watch and feel like I wasn’t missing anything from cable television. I know I’m not signing back up for TV services, the prices are too astronomical, so why am I looking at cable packages from Comcast?

I think the evil maniacal villain that is Comcast has won, and well on its way to conquering the world. It’s becoming increasing more difficult to find content and shows that are streamed online. A lot of the networks and channels that provide online streaming require an authentication from your television provider.

What kind of bullshit is that? This all started when the content providers became the content owners (i.e. Comcast buying NBC/Universal). And now there’s is talk about streaming services like Hulu require TV provider authentication… So what is a cord cutter like me suppose to do? Buckle down, sign back up for Comcast and prepare to be ass-raped in the wallet or give the middle finger to “the Man” and torrent all my shows? I guess only time will tell.

The Anti-Social Network


Rumors about me being naked on the Internet are completely false… I’m only half naked on the Internet.

I’ve been switching gears and living a little out of the box when it comes to social networks lately. I’m on the verge of deleting several networking accounts, because either I fail to care about the site, ignore the site entirely or initially signed up due to social pressure. Recently I have come into the understanding that ultimately I am not a social animal, whether it’s in person or virtually. So what does that mean? Well, as the year finishes out, I’ll be evaluating all the sites and networks that I’m a member of and determining whether or not membership is fruitful, beneficial or even necessary. Right now I know that sites like Flickr and Qik are getting the ax immediately. I have nothing against those sites, but I’m not sharing as many photos and videos to necessitate membership and I’m using other sites to do the same functions. I feel as if I’m spread a little too thin across too many social sites and things get neglected like Negro Vs Nerd. So right now, I’m have log in credentials for 10-12 social networking sites and hopefully I can narrow that number down to 5-6.

BTW… the reason for the skin on Tumblr? I’m grown and you only live once it’s a lesson in self-acceptance.