Don’t worry, this’ll all be interesting when I’m dead.

OK, only a few would ever notice, but my site’s now been Wordpressatized. That’s how I spent my day. Really.

Yeah I know I just switched to BlogSpot recently, but I was uneasy with the idea of being on someone else’s server. They could have deleted any of my posts for any reason they could justify. Plus, now there’s no re-directing going on when you go to cozbaldwin.com.

The only thing that’s really exciting me about this new era is, on the SEE page, the thumbnails now open all pretty-like to show the larger view.

It should all look pretty much identical to what I had before, so if you see any problems on your end, lemme know by leaving a comment below.

I’m a bit peeved though, because the #1 reason I wanted to switch to Wordpress was because there was a plugin which can crosspost to Myspace. But Wordpress just updated to a new version and it looks like that plugin isn’t working anymore. Hopefully the author will update it and get it working again. In the meantime, if anyone out there has a good plugin for Myspace crossposting which works with Wordpress 2.7+ please let me know!

Holy Hell, I finally got it. The Blackberry Bold. Behold.

But don’t get the wrong impression. This has nothing to do with any sort of Blackberry addiction. Nay. This has everything to do with this device teasing and taunting me since, like, May. And I finally am able to own it.

I should start Christmas shopping for others now. Hmmmm…. I really don’t have many to buy for……

It’s the night before Thanksgiving. You know there’s something wrong with your life when you’re sitting at home with nothing to do on this night.

In other news…
My hair’s getting long, EH???

Tally Hall. What can I say about them that I haven’t said before? They’re goddamn geniuses.

Their video for Good Day was quite an accomplishment. It was surely one of the most impressive works I’ve seen, aside from the lack of artistic visuals & cinematography which I love so much in the works of such directors as Mark Romanek.

So the latest episode of Tally Hall’s Internet Show is basically a 10 minute long music video for their song Two Wuv, which is about a young man’s unhealthy obsession with Mary-Kate and Ashley Olsen. The placing of the credits in the beginning is a statement that THAT should be considered the beginning of the music video.

This is a modern day Thriller. Tally Hall likes to bend the rules a bit with what the common perception of pop music is and this video is bending the rules of what you typically consider a music video. I hope you ignore your A.D.D. and sit here for a few minutes to enjoy the subtle genius of this.

Well, I am fairly certain I sent a billion tweets out for no one but myself. I guess that’s OK.

The end result of the trip is that the doctor recommends I have the surgery. He’s not even comfortable with waiting until the Spring, when I wanted. He recommends January. Now I have to figure out how I’m gonna do this because I apparently can’t do this on my own. So… most likely my mom’s gonna have to come out with me and then when I come home, I’ll be staying with her for a little. However, we’re not sure how she’s gonna pay for all that. So it’s kind of up in the air but I have to make a decision within a week or so.

If you’d like to see the pictures I took during my ride, my stay, and my ride back, you can sit and stare at these or just go directly to the album by clicking the link underneath the slideshow. You’ll also get to see them full-size if you click ‘em.

*sigh*

http://picasaweb.google.com/auxzealot/ClevelandTripNovember2008#

EDIT:
The other day I mentioned a video of the hotel room. Here it is.

I thought I was through the worst of it but here in Somerset, I've hit it again. Ugh.

Holy wow. The winter storm just kicked into high gear. In just a few mins, the whole area is covered in white. Dunno if this picture does it justice but ill attach it.

This hotel is way above what I've ever experienced.

Valet parking. I never had that. I was visibly confused by how to handle everything.

Multiple tiny rooms in my suite. Was gonna try and attach a video here of it but I can't. Maybe I can get it on YouTube later.

So it took me, what, 8 hours or so? Not too bad. I wonder if anyone kept up with my Twitter updates along the way. Click Twitter on the sidebar to go to my tweets page and read through them if you'd like.
Last time I stayed in Cleveland was back in '97 I think when I took a Greyhound out here to visit Melanie. Wish I knew how she was doing.

Gonna relax now. Wakeywakey up early tomorrow. Byebye.

Going through some hidden archives of my writing.
Came across a few things that, I have to admit, I’m quite impressed by. Most of it I don’t even remember writing. I’m glad I did, though. Perhaps I’ll share more publicly here as time goes on.

I wrote a number of pieces through the telling of a fictional story, or a fictional story based on real-life events; a mixing of reality, metaphor, and fantasy. This is one of them.

12/22/05

“I wasn’t really in that bad of a mood,” I recalled to myself later in the evening. I remember walking into the hall of tears and cheers and looking at all the paintings on the wall. They were animated, but lifeless and soaking wet. They forgot where they were for a moment and couldn’t remember their way back. It’s just that they’ve been hanging there for so long.

I felt someone tugging at my shirt but there was no one behind me. I think someone’s been trying to hang me on that wall. I’m a little too lucid for that, still. They’ll keep trying harder. I somehow missed the placement of one single eye screw stuck in my shoulder blade. Here I thought I just had a pinched nerve!

This was here yesterday. Not the screw, the whole deal. I put this in my sockdrawer, didn’t I? Shoved it in the back, didn’t I? I thought the sock goblins would come and eat it up like they do with the other things that get pushed back there. How did this get out? Why am I seeing it again? I feel like clicking my heels together and chanting an infamous line.

I was through your veins not long ago. Like everything else, it passes. Soon there could be nothing that remains the same as it is right this second. Soon, there could be nothing at all. But I’ve got a stint up my sleeve, I suppose, because some things will never fade away.

And I’ve been on the verge of tears for reasons I can’t finger. (that’s not a pun)
Is it the holiday season of which I am not really participating in this year? Couldn’t be. Guilt from eating too much? No. I think it’s just feeling powerless over my entire life right now, especially because I had such a firm grasp on it not too long ago.

What’s another term for “missing you” ? I can’t find a good word that describes the feeling of missing someone so very badly it seems to cause exhaustion and fatigue. How would you say that? I’m fatigued by the ____ that I am feeling. By the “missing-you-feeling” that I’m feeling? NO!! There’s gotta be something.

So I had these water-words boiling in me and I don’t know if I soothed it or not. I’m thinking not, but it’s not burning me so much anymore.

I gotta stop now anyway because I am having a hard time keeping my eyes open. It’s funny how much I bore myself.

But I’m still here. As usual. As always. And I’m definitely looking forward to a day off tomorrow/today. I need it.

Amen.