GigglingCorpse

I don’t know if I ever mentioned this, but a while back i put together a senorspine.net design for Shaun that I really like. It’s just some links to a few of his game profiles and his blog, so it’s not like an actual website, but it’s a good use of the domain name.

May 19, 2008 —

A bus pulls up. I board it.

Hobart passes. So does a brewery, a church. The bus winds up a steep, black road, making sharp turns as the road switches back.

I don’t know where to get off of it.

The bus has nowhere left to go. It has finished its route. I don’t know where I am. I don’t know where to go. I watch the bus turn. It goes back the way it came.
I pick a direction. Start to walk.
The sun is bright but it is very cold. It is pretty in a Vancouver-Island sort of way. There is a rainbow in the distance. It arcs over Hobart.
Rain falls.

The road is narrow, and there is no sidewalk. Blind corners are stressful.

Tread marks in the mud lend me little confidence.

Time passes. I come upon maybe a town centre. A cylindrical stone hut sits by the side of the road. I don’t know what it wants. There is a convenience store, across from it a pub, and not much else. It must be Fern Tree. I’m probably in Fern Tree.

I turn left. There is an entrance to a trail. I follow it. It leads into the woods. Branches and leaves distract some rain. There are fern trees here. They are like trees, but topped by ferns. So weird.

I see markers commemorating distance or death, naming trails. A bench made of stump. The rain stops and starts with twisted, liquid logic. The forest divides. I am on a sort of dirt-road. A pipe runs up it, a little left of centre. I play walking-games, and jump from stone to stone.

I leave the trees behind. I walk now on grass. Past picnic benches, and a parked car. There is a vertical and covered trail map. It tells me where I need to go. I don’t ignore it, but do not trust it. I choose my direction accordingly.

It is said that the Organ Pipes walk forms a loop. The trail map said it.
But the lower trail is closed. Something about a fallen tree.

I conquer a five foot step to a grassy plateau. Below are tree covered hills, Hobart, and the ocean. Above a drop of rain.

At times the path is forested, at others stone-covered slopes where the trail becomes slightly smaller but no more evenly arranged rocks. At times it is open.

I perspire, not much at all. Still, it feels strange with fingers numb and extremities tingling from cold.

It is 2:20 pm, but it is winter. The sun will set early, not long from now. I’ve reached the end of the trail.
I’ll have to hurry to beat the dark.

I run down the mountain, stepping only on outcropped rock, and walk in turns. I come as close as I have in years to turning my ankle (it’s not very close) but have at least a drop and loose rock to blame.

I pass the picnic benches and find once more the wide-dirt-and-piped-path. I come out on a road. Not at all where I’d been before. I should really organize my time better.
It’s go back or follow the road. Going back is for quitters. And the road leads downward.

The road ends at another. I don’t know where I am.

Brad Personal, Travels Australia, Design, Shaun

So much programming for Chickens lately; it makes for weak blogging.

I’ve been programming a lot, in general. Time for a change?
I want to do some non-programming-style stuff soon. Design doesn’t count.
I don’t really have any good ideas, but once I think of something mediocre I’ll construct the necessary time and hopefully accomplish it. But that sort of stuff doesn’t make for good or for frequent blogging either.

Speaking of blogs, I slid across a gravel path at ultimate on Sunday. Looking back it was maybe not the best idea.
We totally won even though the opposing team had an extra player, and what is more important than victory? Nothing. Nothing is more important than victory.

Shaun hates my use of semicolons.

Also it is Canada day today.

Brad Personal Shaun

Guys I am so full of three emotions right now. But enough of that. Here is an unrelated post. It also contains no useful, technical, or interesting information.

May 18, 2008 —

I don’t remember much of the flight. There are some vague memories of cloud fields pale and blue, and then I was getting off the plane. It was 8 am and both the people I’d met so far had been friendly and even helpful. Probably because it was so early. You know how people love mornings.

I explored Hobart. Everything was closed and there was no one to bee seen. I thought this strange.
Where was everyone?

And there in the distance I saw a gathering; a mass of people so dense and deep I found myself backing cautiously away.

It was 8:32 am and I’d decided that Hobart was a pretty sweet city. But will it still be sweet when its presumed occupants magically appear?

I smoked my head coming out of the internet room. It was a doorway meant for midgets.

Brad Personal, Travels Australia, Rants and Stories

Bradicon 2 is officially live as of 12:09 am on June 24, 2009. And all it took was a quick edit to httpd.conf. I created a single icon to ensure it still worked. I am sometimes paranoid like that.

As for advertising, I’ve only ever used Adsense. I don’t know how other systems compare. Which is the reason I signed up for Project Wonderful, and am now testing one of their ads on Bradicon. We’ll see how it does when pitted against its Adsense cousins, and decide if it’s worth keeping. Hopefully it is!

Unless there’s a plan to achieve something, I don’t really feel you can call it a goal. So I can’t say averaging $1 a day using advertisements is a goal, but it’s something I’m interested in accomplishing with minimal development if at all possible. I doubt it is, but that would at least pay for hosting which would be sweet.

Sometimes people e-mail me about bradicon. By sometimes I mean maybe three or even four times in the couple of years it has existed. And even though a large number of icons are converted, it is nice to learn that an actual real life person has not only found it useful but also sacrificed the time necessary to write an e-mail letting me know. So here’s an official thanks to those people! Also, hopefully they won’t hate the new design.

Brad Bradicon!