paradise is a walled garden
Jul. 7th, 2016 05:42 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
yamamanamaI only believe this statement in the most literal sense of walled garden, certainly not in the metaphorical sense of Facebook bringing us back to the walled gardens of the AOL era. I first saw the quote when I was worried that my friendships with Rebecca or Emma were every bit as ephemeral as Katherine or Scarlet.
There is an inexorable march towards progress but an increasingly vague sense of what said progress actually is.
This isn't just Facebook in a nutshell, this is the internet in a nutshell.
I just looked at my "Filtered Messages" menu and found a year worth of messages of people writing me for legitimate reasons that I never saw because Facebook assumed they were spam. Seems like they redesign everything on this website that I never use weekly but can't quite get anything I do use to work properly.
But hey, at least crackpot infowars and Breitbart articles can go viral unfettered.
Gemma, which is Italian and Latin for jewel, hence our word gem, and a star in Corona Borealis that's more often called Alphecca and the hometown of the Great Mizuti, is an artist who showed me one of her sketchbooks with a rather detailed drawing of a wasp, some mushrooms, a meth head, a car, a collage. She likes to work with pen and ink but she likes to make collages too. She likes to draw people but gets nervous about them noticing her. She's learning to play the ukulele but she's not yet ready for public. She has a sprig of pine tattooed on her leg. She pronounces her name with a soft G. I'm not sure how it's pronounced in Baten Kaitos but given their pronunciation of Cujam, take it with a grain of salt. I looked up a video of someone playing Baten Kaitos and they don't actually say the name of the village but the guy playing pronounces it with a hard G.
Another woman asked if I was an artist and she said she wanted to learn and I said to draw lots and lots of people.
A woman wore a golden crescent moon and jeweled key pendant and had a similar tattoo of a heart-key.
I got off at Longwood Medical Area instead of Museum of Fine Arts to see what's there foodwise, and the answer to my thought is "not much. Not much at all." It is technically closer to the Gardner Museum but not when you take the long way.
On concrete columns at one of the Mass Art buildings are "it's not your fault" "it'syour fault" "it's your fault, james?" written in chalk. "it's your fault" is actually written in white but obviously with my scheme and the mobile scheme, that won't show up. The y in it's our fault is the same sky blue as "not" but if there's a way to do that in livejournal, I have no idea how to do it.
Whistler is the resident fife canary.
Charmaine Wheatley, an artist-in-residence from Canada, had some of her works featured, including a love letter to her 19th century boyfriend, Matthew Stewart Prichard. There's a Matheson novel with a premise like that. There's a painting of a nude man and I'm not sure if it's Prichard or her 21st century boyfriend. She says things like photography is an arrest of reality and be generous, generosity is a symptom of courage. if you fear; you are selfish.
A woman with violet hair was looking at these too.
I wasn't going to write all this stuff down.
They say they've made zero progress on the theft but sometimes people use stolen paintings as a get out of jail free card and sometimes they turn up at yard sales, they're making progress with info cards for the rooms that don't have them.
A guy said he wanted to be a professional crumhornist. If you've never heard a crumhorn, they sound a bit like you replaced the mouthpiece on an oboe or bass clarinet with a kazoo.
A problem all early music groups have.
I found two watercolor doodles on the sidewalk; one a bust of a bearded man with a bowl haircut, in the background, it is raining; one a garden of green flowers and yellow sands. I'll post them later.
A woman with pink streaks in her hair was asking people to join the SPLC or donate to help bullied GBLT teens. I know that a few Democratic Undergrounders aren't particularly fond of the SPLC but I have no idea why.
Her friend wrote "RAGRETS" on her arm. For a while, I couldn't remember what the word was, only that it was deliberately spelled wrong and Morning after, I'm walking the dog and "oh yeah, RAGRETS" it's a reference to a movie called We're The Millers and a character's tattoo. She didn't get it either.
Ended my day with two separate sessions of really horrid and painful hiccups. I think I heard a fisher cat call in the wee hours of the morning.
I don't actually know where I found this and I'm pretty sure it's about Amazon and not Facebook and I added a remark about beezos from Super Mario Bros. 2 but it still makes sense to ask it here.
burning question: our data, our new data, confirms that four hours of sleep is sufficient. is it revolutionary to sleep more than this? is it bold to sleep more than this? is it bold to sleep more than this? or is it selfish?
There is an inexorable march towards progress but an increasingly vague sense of what said progress actually is.
This isn't just Facebook in a nutshell, this is the internet in a nutshell.
I just looked at my "Filtered Messages" menu and found a year worth of messages of people writing me for legitimate reasons that I never saw because Facebook assumed they were spam. Seems like they redesign everything on this website that I never use weekly but can't quite get anything I do use to work properly.
But hey, at least crackpot infowars and Breitbart articles can go viral unfettered.
Gemma, which is Italian and Latin for jewel, hence our word gem, and a star in Corona Borealis that's more often called Alphecca and the hometown of the Great Mizuti, is an artist who showed me one of her sketchbooks with a rather detailed drawing of a wasp, some mushrooms, a meth head, a car, a collage. She likes to work with pen and ink but she likes to make collages too. She likes to draw people but gets nervous about them noticing her. She's learning to play the ukulele but she's not yet ready for public. She has a sprig of pine tattooed on her leg. She pronounces her name with a soft G. I'm not sure how it's pronounced in Baten Kaitos but given their pronunciation of Cujam, take it with a grain of salt. I looked up a video of someone playing Baten Kaitos and they don't actually say the name of the village but the guy playing pronounces it with a hard G.
Another woman asked if I was an artist and she said she wanted to learn and I said to draw lots and lots of people.
A woman wore a golden crescent moon and jeweled key pendant and had a similar tattoo of a heart-key.
I got off at Longwood Medical Area instead of Museum of Fine Arts to see what's there foodwise, and the answer to my thought is "not much. Not much at all." It is technically closer to the Gardner Museum but not when you take the long way.
On concrete columns at one of the Mass Art buildings are "it's not your fault" "it's
Whistler is the resident fife canary.
Charmaine Wheatley, an artist-in-residence from Canada, had some of her works featured, including a love letter to her 19th century boyfriend, Matthew Stewart Prichard. There's a Matheson novel with a premise like that. There's a painting of a nude man and I'm not sure if it's Prichard or her 21st century boyfriend. She says things like photography is an arrest of reality and be generous, generosity is a symptom of courage. if you fear; you are selfish.
A woman with violet hair was looking at these too.
I wasn't going to write all this stuff down.
They say they've made zero progress on the theft but sometimes people use stolen paintings as a get out of jail free card and sometimes they turn up at yard sales, they're making progress with info cards for the rooms that don't have them.
A guy said he wanted to be a professional crumhornist. If you've never heard a crumhorn, they sound a bit like you replaced the mouthpiece on an oboe or bass clarinet with a kazoo.
A problem all early music groups have.
I found two watercolor doodles on the sidewalk; one a bust of a bearded man with a bowl haircut, in the background, it is raining; one a garden of green flowers and yellow sands. I'll post them later.
A woman with pink streaks in her hair was asking people to join the SPLC or donate to help bullied GBLT teens. I know that a few Democratic Undergrounders aren't particularly fond of the SPLC but I have no idea why.
Her friend wrote "RAGRETS" on her arm. For a while, I couldn't remember what the word was, only that it was deliberately spelled wrong and Morning after, I'm walking the dog and "oh yeah, RAGRETS" it's a reference to a movie called We're The Millers and a character's tattoo. She didn't get it either.
Ended my day with two separate sessions of really horrid and painful hiccups. I think I heard a fisher cat call in the wee hours of the morning.
I don't actually know where I found this and I'm pretty sure it's about Amazon and not Facebook and I added a remark about beezos from Super Mario Bros. 2 but it still makes sense to ask it here.
burning question: our data, our new data, confirms that four hours of sleep is sufficient. is it revolutionary to sleep more than this? is it bold to sleep more than this? is it bold to sleep more than this? or is it selfish?
