this was original written somewhere over the south pacific.
as the hour turns, i cross the equator for the first time. in a nondescript tiger airways airbus, i find the toilet really doesn't flush counterclockwise, i find no big celebration, i find nothing special about this landmark event.
yet my heart, my head, and my stomach bounce in delight. it might have been the most recent copy of the economist or the $3USD korean ramen or 100g of a dark chocolate and hazelnut concoction. but somewhere deep down inside, i think it's because i'm finally making it to australia.
many years ago, when i was in junior high, i use to hang outside the principles' office. surround by wood paneling and a trophy case of the school's awards, my hacker/geek/outcast friends sat under the sole pay-phone wondering how we could harness it's copper to escape from our dreary midwestern lives.
on the weekends, my father and i would drive to book's and company (the most cosmopolitan book store in dayton, ohio) and pick up our monthly addiction of computer magazines, mondo 2000, and 2600. during the week, my friends and i would sit next to the principal's office and scheme up plans to take over the school's PA system or hack the LED student council sign or plan our next 24 hour LAN party.
we were kids. we were geeks. the internet had yet to find it's way into our daily life.
one day, in a fit of youthful frustration, i called quantas and made a reservation to Australia. before the agent hung up, my dreams were dashed. somehow i would have to muster $5000 USD and apply for a visa.
seventeen years later, i have taken care of the two.
while my original plans had me in country much longer than two weeks, my flight to hawaii came at a high cost - fly out on Oct 20th for a few hundred or fly out later and pay close to a thousand - SO my first three days in australia will be spent in darwin sorting my bearings, catching up on emailed contacts, planning my US roadtrip and gathering steam for my trek across australia.
on monday, 8.10.2007 (or 8.10.2007 depending on which side of the world you're on) humpy doo, katherine, newcastle waters, tenant creek, alice springs, coober pedy, woomera, adelaide, melbourne, and sydney will no longer be names on a map nor places a crocodile dundee movie. they and the places in-between will be filled with faces and their stories'.
my flight to OZ was enjoyable. jammed in the tail with a young newly wedded couple, we shared our stories of phuket over a bowl of noodles. as the husband dozed, i composed my thoughts on a road-trip across the outback.
upon arrival i found a short line for foreign nationals and expected to breeze right through. after a small delay with my "T" status. i was stamped through passport control into a customs waiting area.
being honest, i had check off the small little box saying "hi, i've been in close contact with farm animals." not that i actually touched any animals, but seeing how i was in the rural india country side i decided to play it safe. if they looked at my passport and asked me questions, i'd rather play it safe than attempt to hide anything.
apparently, that one little box, was enough "material" to lead me down a long road of questions, interrogation and bone shaking discomfort.
as i've kicked around filling out passport/customs cards, i normally enter researcher as my job title. in egypt, blogger or journalist might have received extra scrutney. in india, i entered as a "researcher" giving a "presitation" at a few barcamps. only on my entry into the UK did i recessive questioning on what type of research. everywhere else, my passport was scanned, noted and stamped without question.
in OZ i spent an hour preaching to the uneducated. confused and bewildered, the customs agent wanted to connect every physical little thing with the "research" i was doing. armed with thoughts of rejection, i started to get nervous.
then when i offered to show my website and a few videos, the customs agent eagerly said yes.
my downfall came when i presented my laptop with a lovely little sticker from CLUB 27. you know the lonely club of famous artists who have died for one reason or another at 27. drug overdose, murder, suicide - jannis joplin, jimmy hendrix, kurt kurbain - the image of a shotgun and sureng clued her that i might be a drug dealer. i then spent 20 mins answering my drug history. from my first puff to my accent in amsterdam i gave her a detailed history of accidents, pranks and idiotic.
on the outside my voice cracked, my hands shook and sweat pored down my face.
in the eyes of god, her majesty the queen and this female customs agent i walked into OZ.
in seven hours, i will enter my fourth continent 10kgs lighter (thank you kengggg!!!) now with just a few mins to send out a thank you, i am amazed i didn't come to the other side of the globe sooner. despite the cold showers, dictatorships and poverty, the food was great and conversations mind blowing. once again, i find myself leaving a company of friends.
the flight from home has been long and the rickshaw ride unexpected, but you've given me more to view than i wanted. i promise to be back.
a fellow traveler and new york buddy is in need of a hitch... he's made it from NYC to boise, and now needs to find his way to portland. if you know of anyone who can give him a few miles, shoot him an email at matt[.at.]aroundamericaproject.com. below his is request.
I hit a slight glitch today in the project. My ride from Boise, ID to Portland, OR this Sunday the 7th canceled. He was a shoe salesman that was going to give me a ride, but sadly he was canned last week. It was the last volunteer I needed before I made it coast to coast. Boise to Portland is a 7 hour drive, so I'm not quite sure what I'm going to do.
If anyone can help in any way or contact someone who may be able to help, that would be HUGE! :) Right now, it looks like I may be plum out of luck. I am sooo close to making it across the entire country.
Shoot me back an email if you have any (serious) ideas on how I can do it.
Thanks so much guys! And, thanks for watching and volunteering thus far. Wooh!
P.S. If for some reason this email reaches you and you have no clue as to what I'm speaking about, check www.aroundamericaproject.com.
well, today marks my three month anniversary. three lonely months tasting the global fruit and discovering that the question i've set out to answer is no more of a mystery than a mexican diner smack dab on the other-side of the world.
accompanied by a spaniard, a chinese, a new zealander and an australian, this merry fruit basket swung off the FCC roof top terrace into a den of happy pizza joints and one mexican diner. to my own astonishment, i found out that "happy" pizza is not just some local chain store, but instead code for stoners pizza. somewhere between happy to super happy, you can hop on a rocket made of dough and disappear into a blissful wasteland of "no-income" locals. if i would have known that happy pizza was more than just a chain, i would have opted for a something a bit more experimental. my regret runs high.
the concept of mexican food is quite normal to me. hell, it's not normal, but a damn staple of every poor brooklyn moment. sandwiched between $1 USD tacos to $3 USD falafel's, my standard NYC meal-to-go is cheap and authentic. then when i meet a new zealander who's developed a hankering for a burrito, i really started to wonder what exactly is she craving.
my last foray into "real" mexican food + one ocean was bad. on a small street in northern france, i devoured something that looked like a fajita. then came ruby tuesday's in delhi. a nacho plate piled high with cheese, jalipanos and sour cream, my stomach churned butter into milk. scored by the bill and burned by the taste, i was quite leerily of an other mexican meal.
with my only other alternative a "happy" pizza, i rolled the dice and found a seven.
the chips home made. the avocado rich. the black beans and the beef a bit sweet. all-in-all, i found a mini-slice of north america delightfully yummy and close to home.
as our global conversation spanned from reintroduction to work accomplished to our futures, i debated my own situation.
two weeks till the journey's turning point, i've had many thoughts on what will come next. deep within my own kitchen, i am cooking up a plan to combine all the things i've touched, smelled and tasted. sometimes things ends up a bit more sweet; sometimes a bit more bitter. i see my own future baking the stories of today into the power of tomorrow.
my outlook on life has changed, i see this world as a big kitchen full of ingredients, spices, pots, pans, ladles, etc... it's up to us to cook up our own media, feed our minds, nourish our souls and make sure the whole family has a bite to eat. the menu might change, the ingredients will vary, but the global family is always the same and i know there's enough for everyone.
what are you cooking tonight?
"bling, bling, who's dis? oh it's jetset let me call you right back."
attached to this post, you'll find my jetset interview in MOV format... i've you're just tuning in. there are few things you should know...
1. i still need contributions of $11.11
2. i hope some auzzies see this video. on friday, i'll start hitchhiking across the continent. no seriously! i'm going to stick my thumb out and see how far it takes me. if i'm lucky, i should only need my towel.
3. i'm looking on bringing my insanity to the US. if you're hot to trot, join me on this venture.
in the meantime, i'm tanking up on my last few hours of internet uploading flickr photos before moving out of my plush air conditioned & hot water shower hotel room.
today, i had a great interview with Javier from Khmer OS. his story is amazing! with a wondering soul and a dream, Javier is helping create a society educated, trained and technology proficient in their OWN language. after today, i know damn well i'm blessed to have an education and tools i can use without ANY translation.
this evening, hui (a couchsurfer) and i sketched out a quick action plan of activities. tomorrow, breakfast, palace of decadence, morning market, a monument or two to genocide, home cooked lunch and then she'll depart to home school a kid, and i'll fend off the throbbing men becking me into their motorcycle/basket contraptions. (i'm sexy - aka rich - in cambodia!)
tomorrow morning when i shlep my load down the street to huixian's apartment, once again i won't have electricity nor hot water. on the other hand, i'll be chillin with a leo from '78 who's traveled quite a bit, and knows a thing or two about the cheap underbelly of da' Phen.
btw, you should know this country is twisted - it's as if everything is for sale. oh wait, everything is for sale! tonight, i saw a local man get slapped, punched, kicked and thrown into a busy street. this was done by a cambodian military guy in uniform and AK-47 over his shoulder. while at times this country might seem like disney land, the reality is more painful.
i'll regroup in bangkok, but for the next few days i'm going to be off-line. in the meantime...
when i arrived at my hotel, this is the actual email i received from the cambodian evisa services. one should also note that i used my built-in iSight to take the required photo and paypal'ed over the money for this visa. please also be aware that in 2005 oil and natural gas were discovered in the bay of siam and commercial extraction begins in 2009 or early 2010 (according to wikipedia). if you're interested in visiting this place, come soon the prices are going to skyrocket. also, you should know that awikipedia and the US consulate sheets have "nice" write-ups on this lovely "monarchy." the reality is buried in a mass grave around the corner.
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cost of living affordable.
if the kids in bangkok decide to put on a barcamp, i'll be there to help. i've discovered that thailand is very much a developing to be a jewel of south east asia. despite the one year old coup, open source and the geek community has a foot hold - thailand drupal, duocore, zickr, umbutu, and thai creative commons represent the rockin nature of our global conversation.
many thanks to sugree phatanapherom for cooking me dinner and let me stay at his house. sugree, can you tell your mother thanks for this morning's conversation!?! she kept talking to me in thai and i just nodded my head as if i understood. man, i can only guess what questions i answered. :P
...more to come later, but for now i'm off to Cambodia to interview the cats at the khmer software initiative.
as for a personal update, i feel fit and overfed but developed a sinus infection. i feel horrible that i haven't taken the time to hammer several blog posts and more horrible for the fact that i'm tied to a monstrosity of a video editing machine.
my favorite quote "THERE comes a time in every boy's life when he has a raging desire to go somewhere and dig for hidden treasure." - the adventures of tom sawyer
when i first started this trip, i wanted to SEE my global peers in their environment. now that i'm on the other-side of the world, i have discovered a free world that goes further than lawrence lessig's free culture. in my reality, our world is only limited by our heart. if our heart has no borders then our world is free. to me free culture is to give of yourself freely and expect nothing in return.
sadly, we can't all live for free. warmth, bread and shelter do not fall into our laps at the push of a keyboard. yet when people ask for money, i don't think about it. i don't think about donating. i don't think about the reasons of donating. i just don't think about the impact i can create in others lives. then i placed myself as a beggar. i truely have no more money than you give. our journey, this trip and my life is at your mercy.
when i started this trip i knew the plight of a few new media makers. i knew that theburg.tv was debt ridden, but i didn't care to think about my other fav podcast. then, i discovered that the best damn new media makers kick out the jams with next to no money! just like the NGOs i consult, we attempt to live on a fine line of stubbornness and humility.
throughout humanity's history, you can find people who give freely to create their dreams. those most passionate, attempt to live outside of the mortal constraints of life. following our heart's desires we see problems, tackle them and then try to live.
it's tough trying to find a balance between the glitter and the grit. brian, my friend whom i never met, is in a bit of a bind. his series of programs are so advanced normal media doesn't know how to contextualize them. if you scoff at the notion of citizen journalism, you don't need to go further than alive in baghdad or alive in mexico to understand how digital technology is changing the face of the globe. sadly, both programs are running out of money.
as i have traveled, i only know of a few organizations who are understand the power of video... the power of the moving image... the power of people and their stories...
these programs are not sexy nor glamorous. the programs are smart.
your donation is not sexy nor glamorous. your donation is smart.
we need to hear the world's stories, and the future lies within your fingertips. can you give $5 or $10 to alive in baghdad?
as i plan out my last four months, i am not just seeking interviewees, sponsors, drivers and hosts... i am seeking out traveling companions. i have always stated this is not my journey but our journey. as i reflect on the the people whom i've encountered, i want to bring you along with me.
while i can't pay for you (heck i can barely pay for myself) i want to open the door and invite you along. i can tell you this will not be an opulent journey. the trek will be hazardous to our mental health, but i can attest there will be nothing like it in the world.
within the mix of interviewing and traveling, i want to hit the ground and traverse the ground we tread. i'm not looking for midnight buses. i'm looking for a car, van, truck, scooter, camel, elephant, moped, etc... i want the banality of road signs, maps, and gas stations. if we can remove gas stations, that would be sweeter!
AUSTRALIA - on Oct 5 i'll land in darwin. i'd like to hop into humpy doo, katherine, newcastle waters, tenant creek, alice springs, coober pedy, woomera, and into adelaide; then through victoria and melbourne, finally trekking into new south wales for sydney. this should place me right through the heart of the outback. where i can interview people, asking them how the internet has changed their life. with only 13% of the australia on broadband (and a majority of that is in the south) i want to travel through the center - walking, talking and driving around, asking people about their connectivity.
UNITED STATES - i'll land in hawaii on Oct 20 and then fly to the northwest. i'm looking to drive down along the coast through northern california, san francisco, lodi, and into los angeles. from the city of angels, we will hunt out route 66 and travel through my birthplace, loma linda, and venture east to meet friends in las vegas, new mexico, oklahoma, kansas and the plainstates. somewhere along the way, we will divert to my parents home town of dayton, ohio.
in addition to the standard work that i'm doing, i want to add a live Ustream feed. i want to bring you into the heart of luck of seven. i want you to follow every drink, contact and step... you'll get to watch me meet old friends, find new ones and see my family for thanksgiving.
SOUTH AMERICA & ANTARCTICA - i have plans. yes, i have plans to make a grand conclusion to the luck of seven. as i have always stated, i plan on making antarctica before the summer season ends.
right after thanksgiving, i'm turning south. from the southern united states, i want to hit mexico, central america and then work my way along the west coast of south america. somewhere along the way, i will find a route to antarctica and then work my way up the east coast.
out of all the journeys, i know this will be one hell of a trek. i look forward to kick earth and seeing what few get to see. i know internet will be next to non-existent, but this does not dismay my grand journey of enlightenment. with every step and fumble, i want you with me.
WANT TO GET INVOLVED?
are you an NGO working in the area? are you an startup and have grand ideas of kichy press? are you a backpacker with a pinion for excitement?
here is your opportunity! contact me and we'll turn the world on it's head.
"keep it light enough to travel. don't let it all unravel!!" - the be good tanyas
things you should note.
- i got inked in the hindustan times! (noel is standing up and dancing the mashpotato!)
- tonight, i'm going to dinner with bangalore bloggers! many thanks to Thej who's spearheaded this gastronomical adventure.
- if you find yourself in bangalore, you MUST meet manju, his wife and their library. cradled down the street from a picturesque street lined with scooters and bicycles, this library (aka my couch) is a welcome retreat. once again it's humbling to find a large piece of humble pie.
- when i was in delhi, abby (the microsoft kidnapper) interrogated me and in my belligerent state i answered them.
- nora younis is keeping her twitter feed updated with news on the Egyptian textile workers strike. background, eight strikers were arrested for striking.
- my thai drupal buddies have laid out an impressive set of travel plans. if you know thai, please translate them for me. :)
- in the continuing world of home spun media - synchronis.tv is kicking out the jams with 35, a live sitcom in NYC. i've downloaded a few episodes and once again am amazed in the creative talent compressed within the confines of our networked boxes (ie computers!)
- around american in 2.0 is a young man's journey across the USA. back in july, matt and i first met in brooklyn and we are now on the road thinking of linking our conversations. we've debate some type of dual and i can only think of gastronomical contests. how do you think we should link our projects? (leave a comment)
- the internet is too slow for me to upload any new photos or videos. so it looks like you'll be stuck within the print! :P
"Let us endeavor to live so that when we come to die even the undertaker will be sorry." -Mark Twain
last night was a blast. my brain is still a little hazy in the number of txt messages sent to friends in the US. luckily, i didn't badger on twitter or any other digital connections for you to follow. while i might be lacking a proper internet connection to upload photos, it hasn't stopped prashanth!
i have to profusely thank everyone who came out. it was a treat to see filmmakers, programmers, and advertising folk all in the same room. i'm just itching to upload all of my photos and feel the flickr love reign in...
tonight is my last night in india.
tonight is also my last night i can stay in india.
it's incredible to think that i landed three weeks ago, fought off delhi/dary belly, resumed consuming dairy, and even ventured into eating bangalore street food. while each step and conversation begs me not to leave, my waistline and bust say it's time to lay down the nan and move on.
while it's hard to have a proper retrospective before departing, i can only sit in bewilderment in the beauty and joy every contact has given me. when i landed, i was at a loss for what would come next. thank you india!
day 80. current travel plans for india, bangkok, cambodia, singapore, australia & hawaii (working on new zealand & US west coast
while a detailed set of interviewees are forth coming, i have planned the following flights for india, bangkok, cambodia, singapore, australia and hawaii. all travel times are local. if you know of anyone who's up for a road trip in Austrailia or when I'm back in the USA, hook a brother up! over the next week, i'm going to detail my heart's desire for my great American journey. like tommy, you're all welcome to join me!
depart mumbai, india on 25 sept at 7.30
arrive bangalore, india on 25 sept at 9.00
note, geek dinner on the 26 sept
depart bangalore, india on 28 sept at 3.35
arrive bangkok, thailand on 28 sept at 9.10
my home slices in thailand are hooking me up with some crazy plans. while i don't know exactly what they have in store, it looks fantastic! apparently, i'll be flying to Price of Songkla University and might have a TV interview lined up.
depart bangkok, thailand on 1 oct at 14.50
arrive phnom penh, cambodia on 1 oct at 16.00
interview KhmerOS guys and explore.
depart back to bangkok, thailand on 4 oct at 16.30; arrive at 17.40
since i'll depart the following day at 14h, i'll need a place to stay close to the airport.
depart for darwin on 5 oct at 14.05. depart singapore at 20.20 and arrive in darwin, australia at 2.35 (in the ass crack of morning)
i'll need a place to crash and then i'd like to start a road trip from darwin to sidney. who's game? i want to see the inner part of australia, rural communities and their internet/mobile access. in sidney, i'm still looking for subjects to interview, and hopefully drop by one of the friday night blogger dinners (thanks Emily Reed).
if time allots, i hope to make new zealand to interview some e-gov folks and donald lobo from CiviCRM. in the meantime, hook me up with geek dinners, NGOs and couchsurfers!
depart for hawaii on 20 oct at 18.00 and arrive on the 20 oct at 7.45.
it will be weird traveling through time! sometime on the 25 - 27th i'll depart back to the mainland. it is so weird to think that i'll be back in the US before the end of october, but(instructions on turning your university degree into a paper airplane and photo by flickr user davekellam.)
last night, boy was there a fight.
after taking an eight hour bus from Naski to Mumbai, i found my way through the monsoon laden streets to yashish's company of friends. after commandeering two cell phones for directions, i found a small hotel with three restaurants. nestled in down a dark road stood, my destination was within aqua.
as i sat in an overly sterile environment, i found warmth in the company of nine indians. glued to a flat panel, we watched the semi-finals of the world's first T20 cricket match.
for those of you (like my self) who don't pay attention to cricket, let me enlighten you about a few things... first, the world over has found cricket to be a total bore. second, the world of cricket has a new shortened version. it's kinda like two innings with a pitcher throwing no more than 20 pitches. third, cricket is a fanatical sport. forth, india and Pakistan will play each-other in the world series T20 final. fifth, they are arch rivals.
as i've traveled around india, i see a sense of nationalism unlike any other. there's almost a hell bent attitude that india is ready to take over the world. maybe it's their position as one of the world's fastest growing economies. maybe it's their position as the largest democracy in the world. maybe it's their diversity. maybe it's their position as one of the worlds largest english speaking countries. maybe it's because of their diverse history and willingness to compromise to make things equal. maybe it's because they see beyond the horizon and see a world where their footprint will dominate the globe.
one can not overlook the impact india has on the globe. one can not overlook the pride indians have for their country, diversity, and history. the world can not overlook india.
today, i made a little journey. after last night's jaunt, i woke up with three agenda items... 1. get a new SIM card (btw, i'm writing up a long overdue review of SIM purchases for MobileVoices) 2. hang out with yashesh. 3. find a way to see shreya, a college student whom i met while at digital bridge camp.
the first two were quite easy to accomplish. yashesh is a geek, and despite his maxed out metered ADSL, has his geek connections. ten mins away from his house sits a train station. surrounding the train station sits a local market. as we passed by airtel, hutch, reliance, vodaphone advertisements, i wondered which provider would clam me as their next victim.
as i first attempted in egypt, i selected vodaphone as my vampire of choice. to my surprise, vodaphone gave me a kickass deal, 10 times better than airtel. i kinda felt like a schmuck after the kind booth-man handed me my pre-paid packet and i wooted out-loud.
after a 15 minute interlude of names, phone numbers, addresses, passport and visa numbers, i sent my first text message to shreya. who immediately informed me her younger sister was in town and plans would have to be "family" oriented. in my mind, that meant MOVIE NIGHT!
after my night at movies with omar, i am now hell bent on catching as many movies as possible. you really don't know a culture until you know how they experience movies. despite the whole concept of sitting in a dark room with the lights out, movies are highly social and provide a rare glimpse into the banality of life.
i arrived and immediately qued up to start my bewilderment. the man behind me, stood so close that his belly touched my back. every step forward endured another oppressive re-acquaintance with this discomforted. after two quick steps and a quarter turn to my right, i experienced his dirty fake italian shoe on top of my foot. not to mention his big-assed belly pushing my arm. fed-up with his physical comport, i created a force field with my elbows. in india, physical space is one of those things you create or deal. i took it to the next level and pretty much built the taj mahal between us.
after a bit of slow-going, i was in-front of an attendant with two options - sliver seats (300 rps / 7.50 usd) or regular (90 rps / 2.50 usd). confused, intrigued, bewildered and excited, i pulled out 1000 rps, felt like a millionaire and purchased three tickets.
when shreya and her sister arrived the movie was just about to start and my excitement was about to boil over. somewhere above my head sat three leather lazy boys with our names. walking though security was not a breeze. since isreal, every mall's entrance has a guard, metal detector and bag search. after loading up my pockets with an ipod, cell phone and camera, i set off more alarms than an that crazy old farmer who drove his tracker into washington monument.
apparently, cameras are allowed but not their batteries. cell phones, while allowed, are closely monitored. after a bit of my belligerence demanding to know where my battery would be kept, we dashed up four flights of stairs to one of the most amazing theaters in the world.
there was no opulence, just glutney. the concession stand was to the right. to the left stood seven or so booths for any tasty delight of your choice. hot dogs, ice cream, starbucks, sorbet, cell phones, books, credit cards... there was a booth for them all... not only was this theater in a mall, but there was a mall within the theater.
tucked away somewhere, i assumed there was another smaller theater, but couldn't find it. maybe it was on the half-level below me and i just missed it.
in the theater, we were quickly shown our seats - three fat lazy boys with electronic adjusters to recline. each one came with a soft pillow and a warm blanket. as i pondered when was the last time the blanket was washed, my naked wet legs found warmth. comfortably adjusted a mile apart from each other, the three of us sat in a row to watch "loins of punjab." (spoilers precede this statement. LOP was not entirely a flop, and i might see it again... so now you've been warned.)
the movie had it's moments and more importantly had it's defining moment at the tail end. unlike a majority of the attendants, the three of us arrived too late to stand for the Indian national anthem. well guess what happens at the end? the white guy who's vying for desi idol sings the national anthem. AND in spite of the Indian-American demand for no one to stand up... the entire audience stood up...
the three of us just kinda looked at each other, tossed some popcorn in our gullet and waited for everyone to sit down.
then something hit me harder than bars of soap on the fat guy in full metal jacket... ireguardless of the stereo type portrayed in American pop culture, this country is going to bite us in the ass. we might think of them as a little democratic brother, but india has a shit load of natural and mental resources unyet tapped.
the Japanese economic fright of the 80's is nothing compared to unsmoked resources of Goa. in more ways than one, i've got my money on india!
my life is now a stream of thoughts, words, notes, images and video. all of these things are tied to a machine. this mechanica is unlike any other. i believe has it's own personality, and out of all of my previous traveling companions. he enjoys work.
together we have customized each other. from my frequent browsing around to resizing of photos, the touchpad's texture is warn smooth. the case, once rubbery, is now oily soft. where my watch band rests, light scratches. from 110 to 220, we've basked in the glory of sun to permanently destroy the battery.
internally, i've increased his belly to deal with all of my poor attempts of photography and made many customizations via Pathfinder, iPhotoBuddy and countless free and/or open source software. externally, the world sees him tattooed with the cross of a shotgun and a surange obscuring a corporate logo associated with the apathy of hipster love.
at fourteen months old, we've seen a lot. i'm proud to have tyrone as my travel companion.
for the past few years, i've tied myself to a blog editor named ecto, and it was good.
i'm one of those guys who like to mess with things visually. i like getting my hands greasy with GUIs. more importantly, i'm one of those guys who's finds grammar a tedious chore and spelling a figment of imagination. therefore, marsedit's "hardcore" HTML editing too minimalist.
while i've loved using ecto, i find my head filled with thoughts hard to categorize and suitable for a blog post. while i have several moleskins for random thoughts and journaling. my attachment to tyrone's fast and flexible keyboard drives me to type non-stop.
because, i can tag thoughts, publish vis-a-vis xmlrpc, and keep track of video and audio thoughts through tags, i downloaded Journler. now it's up to me and "j" to hammer out our HTML production. if it doesn't work.... and you're a software programmer... i need something like pages, but kicks out xml-rpc. maybe i'm already using the best editor and don't know it. tomorrow, i'll try marsedit.
(notes to journler's programmer. i use drupal and frequently use multiple categories. under this current version, i can not tag a post with more than one category. also, my edit within "blog" mode seem to be lost in a binary wasteland. finally, the xhtml seems to be specific for journler and my local machine and therefore not for the web. thanks for your hard work, but it looks like i have to find another blog solution. btw, i did try to use it and this was posted with journaler...)