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January 31, 2006

Sprint Ambassador Part 2

Google has finally started picking up links of more people in the Sprint Ambassador program.

I've had fun with the service so far, especially when Keaton and I were sitting at Johnny Carino's waiting on our table Friday and we sat and watched full Wylie Coyote cartoons and then we started in on the last chapter of Short Circuit. As in the movie. On my phone.

PictureMail, alas, does not work. So, thank god for TransFlash adapters and card readers. I'm very happy with the quality of the camera when in full 1.3mp mode. Most of my pictures have only been taken at high quality though, and come out slightly fuzzy.

Everything I take with the Samsung A920 will be put on flickr under the "Sprint Ambassador" tag. Trust me, there's nothing interesting there yet; just tonight's sunset that screamed out to me and my neighbor that can't park.

More on that neighbor soon, promise.

And Adam fuck you and your rendering. Fuck it right in it's stubby little glyphs. <3

Posted by Courtney at 09:07 PM | Comments (1)

January 30, 2006

Tired

I oddly miss Tulsa right now. I think I just need to sleep more.

It's hard to believe January's already over. It seems that just yesterday Adam was tucking me in on Nieda's loveseat.

Which reminds me, I'm tired.

And Steven, we're totally going to miss our Valentine's deadline, due to lack of product, and funding. I hope you're comfortable with failing.

In other news, some guy mentioned me and my site in his podcast, with the notion that I might be spam. If you didn't want random people texting you, then you don't put your number online. That's all I've got to say.

Posted by Courtney at 11:48 PM

January 28, 2006

The Minus the Bear Plan

Somehow, I've got to talk Bryan into the "plan."

So, I'm obsessed with this band, Minus the Bear. After a few years of loving them and listening to them, I finally got to see them back in September with Nieda at the Granada in Lawrence.

I didn't listen to any of their songs for about a month afterwards due to the fact that concert was so awesome and so perfect, I didn't want to ruin any memories of it.

I fell in love that night on the sticky, dark floor. They were amazing musicians and I was never wanting it to end. Then it did. Then I was sad.

Which brings me to "the plan." I've once again planned a lovely little birthday trip to Austin, TX to visit Bryan for our birthdays. It just so happens that SXSW falls during this time. I'm planning to arrive the 16th of March and leave the 19th.

Well, on the 16th Minus the Bear will be playing a SXSW showcase at Emo's. Then on the 17th they're playing at White Rabbit in San Antonio. Then on the 18th they'll be at Emo's again for the Alternative Press SXSW Party.

The plan. To see if I can see Minus the Bear at all 3 occasions. Why?

Because they'll be at the Granada in Lawrence on the 22nd and it would be really awesome to see them 4 times in a week span.

I've gotta have something to prove that awesome prevails over emo after all.

Posted by Courtney at 04:48 PM | Comments (1)

January 26, 2006

Current state of affairs.

I got bored, and felt rather elementary with the background. I've wanted white and clean for awhile now. And while my separation of menu and content isn't quite even, it works and conveys the distance I need to use an all white layout.

I like the smaller font. I like not feeling cluttered.

I also feel the new logo better conveys the "attention whore" feel than the previous one did. A Theme for Murder is the name of the font that I snagged from Abstract Fonts.

And I finally fixed so I archived by individual entry as well, creating a million more static pages and much easier viewing.

Hey, if nothing else, at least the footer looks good. I'll pick up the rest of the mess some other time.

Also, I'm in the process of adding on to attention whore for my personal use. I had this big plan in the beginning, and when I got finished putting a background on it, I felt my plans were useless and tossed them aside. Now I've again realized how much stuff I want to stick online somewhere for me to access. I also hate bookmarks. So, cleaner works better when shuffling through from /blog/ to /recipes/ to /music/ all on one trip, whenever they are up to shuffle through.

It's all a part of my Everyday Project. You'll see. Everyone goes through those phases, we all fail miserably. Which brings me to the point of why I wanted to make a new post in the first place. After spending all night making the usual rounds of personal blogs, tech blogs (hello popgadget!), link dumps, social networks, and forums I've only realized one thing:

Those who can, do. Those who can't, syndicate.

Posted by Courtney at 09:01 PM | Comments (1)

January 24, 2006

Sprint Ambassadors Part 1

OH SWEET MOTHER OF GOD.

I'M STREAMING SIRIUS DIRECTLY TO MY PHONE AND IT SOUNDS LIKE HEAVEN.

As soon as my Sprint buddies email me back over the finer points of this operation, I'll give you all the full rundown on my invitation and acceptance into the Sprint Ambassadors Program, how it got me a free phone and free use of their EVDO network for the next 6 months, and how this little website plays into all of it.

But for right now, I'm gonna go back to sitting here at my desk trying to get PictureMail to work and bouncing in my chair to Channel 35 - Chill.

Posted by Courtney at 10:01 PM | Comments (2)

January 23, 2006

Contact.

For the next 6 months I will have a new phone number.

I will also still have my old phone number, but I won't have the phone on me all the time anymore, it's just going to sit at my desk.

Email or IM if you want the number.

I'll probably send out a mass text with it later on tonight after I swap address books.

Posted by Courtney at 06:19 PM

January 22, 2006

Honk if you love justice!

I've reopened my obsession with The Tick.

When someone over at Church of Lazlo passed along this link to tvshowsondvd.com where they say Disney is planning on releasing the cartoon on DVD it sent me into a Tick quoting fury.

I really just can't get enough. I haven't been this giddy since the pink penguin covered shoes!

Yes, destiny has her hand on my back, and she's pushing.

In going back through all the quotes and all the plot summaries, this show really only was 2nd to Animaniacs in how adult all the humor was. I look at it now and wonder exactly what it was I was laughing at when I was younger, because all I see in it now is stuff that is hilarious but I don't think I would have gotten it before.

SPOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOON!

Other choice Tick quotes:

-A heart of gold beats beneath that big fiberglass croissant, and thank goodness for it!

-You're not going crazy! You're going sane in a crazy world!

-So warm... so soft... could sleep forever. No! Must fight, mustn't succumb to the rapture of the bread!

-Let's hang ten for justice!

-Happy me, I'm the biggest, brightest ball of gas in the cosmos.

-Got to pull myself together... must defy laws of physics.

-Life is a big wild crazy tossed salad, but you don't eat it, no sir! You live it!

-Lab rat for your thoughts?

-The night is young and we have umbrellas in our drinks.

Posted by Courtney at 10:32 PM | Comments (0)

January 18, 2006

We chase misprinted lies.

First off, these shoes must be mine. MINE! I had the sudden urge to go buy some All Stars tonight, and while poking around I happened to run onto these. They don't come out until next month! I can't wait!

I finally gave in and did the flickr pro thing. No thanks to none of you bastards. What do I have to do, offer to write something on my tits for $10? Actually, I would totally do that but the idea seems way overdone. I'm a high class broad. I only show my tits for charity these days!

Lately, I've had this overwhelming feeling I should be doing *something*. I don't mean sitting and waiting for someone to teach me or tell me to do something. I mean up and moving this creativity around on my own. And, short of branding myself, or branding out Attention Whore (which would be extremely easy if I had initiative and process), I'll need to come up with something tangible, and someone to back it.

My friend, Steven, and I think we have a decent idea. It's lead to me trying to be artistic again, which is only half failing this time. And it's also lead to us having a license to be extremely fucking vulgar. I always pretended to be artistic and witty, and I'm well, fuck, you all know. Always a bridesmaid, never a Van Gogh. But anyways, our super secret idea has given me a lot of sleepless nights and a lot of fun trying to push myself to some amazing humor level I always wanted to have.

I'm going to start on my next subproject for this tomorrow; creating my own font. Me and lessons in futility don't get along well, so I can see this crashing and burning.

I think we're gonna try and have something ready for show in about a month, but I dunno yet. It's scary thinking I have what I believe to be a great idea, when I know how I tend to leave things half finished. I've got to prove myself wrong on this one, and if nothing comes from this, then at least I've spent a lot of quality time with a good friend and have a hobby I can put to good use throughout a year. OMG.

And, as of yet I have no plans for the weekend, so who knows what will happen. I just now that for now, I've got to go practice drawing penguins and get some rest.

Now, as for you, go pickup a David Sedaris book, turn on some Blind Melon, and fall in love. It'd do you some good and you've got to get out of this mood you've been in lately.

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In other news, the only pothead I can stand, one Mr. Chronic T. Hedgehog, had a nasty occurance with a diseased appendix last month that knocked him out for the holidays and part of January as well. He's back and making some headway on askapothead.com and is apparently picking up staff writers.

And just because I say so, go give Sarah Brown a hug. She could use it. Put in a good word for me with her brother if you can too.

And last but not least. I tried to draw you a tulip.

::Colored Pencil Drawing: Tulip.

Posted by Courtney at 10:07 PM | Comments (5)

Failure.

So, I'm sorry JoLynn. I'm a failure. Really. I've got a long history of half assing my way through everything. When I told you I'd have a new post up this morning, you should have just expected nothing.

It's just my way.

Speaking of, apparently Scott hates me again, which is a shame, because I had an awesome time hanging out with Jenn last night. However, something I did or said apparently got back to him and he has become unhinged over it. At least that's what I assume since he's been vague with his confrontation. I can't think of anything I would have said that wasn't 100% honest though. Maybe that's the problem. The boy has this really special place with me though, so while I may give it as much apathy as I can muster, I really feel absolutely sick at my stomach just waiting.

Honesty.

But yeah, I saw Hostel last night with Jenn and the incredibly fascinating Peter. Let me tell you, that movie was probably a good 50% hot boobies and 50% WTF OMG BLOOD. It was nowhere near as gory as I expected. It was actually quite tame compared to what it had been built up as. The best part was the cameo by Takashi Miike. Afterwards, we had big plans to find some drinks, but ended up walking across the tundra to Cheeseburger in Paradise to watch Peter eat and for all of us to drink nothing.

And that is not what I meant to post, but it's what I've got. I'll finish the one I was working on sometime soon.

Also, I love my last.fm page. My current overall top 10 artists are:

Death Cab for Cutie
Sneaker Pimps
Alice in Chains
Minus the Bear
The Roots
Dntel
Incubus
Blind Melon
Depeche Mode
Dave Matthews Band

Posted by Courtney at 12:36 PM

January 17, 2006

For JoLynn and The Nieda

Needy bitches!

Childhood living
Is easy to do
The things you wanted,
I brought them for you

Graceless lady,
You know who I am,
You know I can’t let you,
Slide through my hands

Wild horses,
Couldn’t drag me away,
Wild, wild horses,
Couldn’t drag me away...

I watched you suffer
A dull, aching pain
Now you decided
To show me the same

No sweeping exits
Or off-stage lines,
Can make me feel bitter,
Or treat you unkind

Wild horses,
Couldn’t drag me away,
Wild, wild horses,
Couldn’t drag me away...

I know I dreamed you
A sin and a lie,
I have my freedom,
But I don’t have much time

Faith has been broken,
Tears must be cried,
Let’s do some living,
After we die...

I promise I'll try and post something, but I made sure to get 10 hours of sleep last night and now I've got a hot movie date with Jenn tonight, so, SOON!

<3

Posted by Courtney at 07:35 AM | Comments (0)

January 08, 2006

Room key.


Room key., originally uploaded by attentionwhore.

Everytime I get into my purse I see it. This thin piece of silver plastic with a fancy F on top.

I look at it each time, and it feels like the last time I used it was years ago, when really, it's only been 3 months.

I think if I were to change purses I would keep it with my things. It didn't give me just 2 of the most comfortable full size beds I've ever been in. It also gave me an immeasurable amount of memories, friendships, and personal realizations that I don't want to forget.

The type of things I want to be reminded of everytime I reach for my keys or chapstick.

Posted by Courtney's Phone at 09:21 PM | Comments (0)

January 06, 2006

So, about that new year.

...And I'm alive.

Let's just say these are interesting times.

New Years was fun. I spent it with the usual suspects getting drunk on some punch Sir Nieda decided to keg. Except I kept adding Tanqueray to it. I'm not really sure what happened there. I know there was a disagreement on whether I "kicked it" more sober or drunk. I tend to think I'm better sober because I'm just mouthy then.

I tried to take some pictures. And I tried to take some video of people dancing. (And the part of JoLynn will tonight be played by...)

And then we were all out on Jason's front porch screaming out the countdown to midnight and blowing in weird party favors and I think I aimed a couple party poppers a little too close to some people.

I cuddled with Jenn, and tried to dance with Tara. Lake only stuck his tongue out at me about 23 times.

It was the typical Nieda house party.

And the next thing I know I'm passing out in the passenger seat of my car while I'm drunk texting!

Then the next thing I know Adam has retrieved my sleeping bag from my trunk and is covering me with it on the loveseat.

Then the next thing I know I'm drunk dialing Quentin while he's at his brothers. You'll have to ask him how this went.

And then I wake up when Adam leaves and feel like death. So I sleep. Then I wake up again around 9:30.

And then I come home and throw up a couple times, threaten to drive across the country, then finally pass out for the rest of the day.

Somewhere after that I saw Aeon Flux and Chronicles of Narnia. Then I went back to work. Then I got sick all over again. And now it's midnight. And I'm just now starting to catch up with this week.

I've got some laundry going and a ton of cleaning to do, but it's time to rest.

Right now, I want to either put the lyrics to Hole's Violet or Death Cab for Cutie's Tiny Vessels, but I wouldn't mean it.

::Digital & Mobile photos & video: New Years
::::Specific Video: Lake dancing, as usual.

Glen Phillips - Half Life

Count down the rings
Or pick up the phone
But she’s sure to know
That you’re not alone
More on the side
And less at the home
Dust and dry earth
Where a garden should grow

It’s your decision now
To give love or just get out
Don’t be another half life in this house

Why’d you come here?
What did you want?
You did something right
Just look what you got
You can fake at work
Fake it for friends
But not for your children
Or the woman you wed

And it’s you decision now
To give love or just get out
Don’t be another half life in this house
Don’t be another half life in this house

But I know you’ve got it in you
Let it go, just let her in to you

There’s dirt in your nails
Blood on the floor
You play for the angles
You play what you know

So make your decision now
Dig in or get the hell out
Don’t be another half life in this house
You’ll be another half life in this house
Don’t bring another half life to this house

But I know you’ve got it in you
Just let them into you
Why can’t you let them in
Why can’t you
Let them in

Posted by Courtney at 12:03 AM | Comments (0)