In the interest of optimizing my art and design studio, I decided it was time for a smaller keyboard, so my tablet would no longer feel like it was barely making a home for itself on my desk.

I also researched mechanical switch keyboards and got fascinated with the idea of having a keyboard which was somehow a bit more like a typewriter. The keys make a nice satisfying click and clack, and the pressure needed on them is a bit lighter as well since they register before a complete depression occurs. Beyond that, they keys, all backed by springs, pop up faster, and although that seems a really silly thing to worry about, it does actually make typing faster if you are an already fast typist.

I have not tried to use it for design purposes yet, but I was considering customizing the keys to highlight Illustrator and Painter shortcuts, but I’m not certain how useful that will be at the moment. Anyone have a setup like that going on?

I also appreciate how non-branded the exterior of the keyboard is, and how square and minimalistic.

The Page up/down home/end keys are all aligned on the right in logical order, and it also makes browsing an ease.

The type of tools one has to get their jobs done I feel is somewhat of a Feng Shui thing, and also is a mark for the care and love they have for what they are doing.

I give this keyboard a check plus. It would get more plusses if it was glowy.

Well, I may as well do some blogging now that I am in this window.

I have recently ordered a metric fuckton of supplies through the scary internet portal, and I’m still waiting on the majority of them.

The good news is this little story I’m gonna tell you right nows:

On Wednesday I was at work, at R6XX.com HQ, and I picked up a huge pile of the entire run of Transmetropoliton in TPB form, a few times over upon itself.

I sat down to get to work and then all of the sudden I felt a pain from my chest plate to by back below my shoulder blade. I thought my fatass ate one too many hamburgers, but after the pain in the front of my body stopped and I focused in on what was going on, I figured out that I fucked up my back somehow. Before you go and say that this was the curse of Spider Jerusalem on my astral ghostie, hear this…

My bossman was kind enough to take me home rather than have me stagger to the bus, and once I got there I found my brand new and expensive vinyl cutter sitting on my porch. It was a very rainy Portland day, and the cardboard was doing that thing where it was falling apart almost like it was just made of mud and spit. Luckly, I arrived at home at almost the exact moment before complete doom transpired, and once I got the box inside and examined its contents, everything was bone dry, even if there was soggy holes appearing on the worn parts of the box.

Perhaps there is some kind of lesson here, but I am too dense to know exactly what it is. Just lucky to have hurt my back at the right time.  So thats the good news.

My back is mostly alright now, although most of today I felt very groggy and just wanted to lay out due to Kava Kava abuse. Its a reminder that I’m getting older, and its something that I never actually thought about. I always kind of assumed I’d die young in some horrible pointless manner. Shucks. Where the fuck is my android body?

Anyways, I also got a new tablet [since my pen was missing], a mechanical alps switch mini keyboard, and a roll of heavyweight paper to do my stencil cuts with, using the machine.

As far as the machine goes, it turns out it might explode if I don’t have the right voltage coming out my walls, so I need to barrow a multimeter from a friend to make sure I don’t ruin everything. I’m anxious to plug it in and start outputting my vectors, but I have to wait just a little bit longer. This is something I have been wanting to get for about a year, its been tough! So with that in mind, its best to be patient, … I guess.

So yes, my apparel line is just around the corner, fucking finally. It certainly doesn’t stop there.

Also in less artistic and more nerdly news, I ordered the third New X-Men Hardcover for less than retail price [which used to fetch twice or three times the price at some point], and I got a Gamefly account, just got Zelda : Twilight Princess today. Zelda is pretty awesome, but I have a feeling I’m going to like Metroid 3 better.

I know life is going pretty well when all the things I’m saying would make my 13 year old self shit bricks about how cool I am. I have my doubts about my coolness most of the time, but that younger guy puts it in a nice perspective once in a while.

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2009 has gotten off on a good foot.

Thee Great Jerk.

Did lots of work on the book last night, and I could see it nearing completion much sooner than I anticipated. [Well, one of the books.]

The vinyl cutter I’ve been wanting is on the way, and that means a mountain more of productivity from me in terms of what I do in my ‘contour silhouette’ style.

Essentially that means, stencils for art/clothes/goods, thermplastics for clothes, and possibly something involving stickers. A whole new game arises.

The ‘proper’ art has been going well, and I’m feeling good about my goals concerning it for this year.

The only thing missing is more music and noise projects. I’ve been freestyling again lately, and I don’t mind being whack. [New motto.]

Community-wise, things are rebooting and reshaping.

Chaosneverdied.com is proving to be much less of a hassle than I thought it would be, like Sea Monkeys.

An interesting side effect of that is that I have more people talking high magicks in my ear than normally, which is now finally balanced with the cold hard rationalism. My own take is entirely different.

I’ve also shifted gears in how I deal with conflict that has no possible outcome which can benefit me. [Being that I also do find some dramas too amusing to disentangle myself from.] But I learned I really don’t mind cutting people off on a whim. I’m a fairy princess, my presence is inherently too valuable to be wasted. I also now understand how people act when I’m innately a threat in some imagined way, or not, and how that has less to do with me than it has to do with them. Posts like this are cryptic and it sounds like I’m calling people out, but really these insights are about me at the heart of it, and the lessons learned are cumulative efforts.

I have not attended PDXocculture in an age, but I am considering it. Probably going to wait until the weather gets nicer and it becomes an excuse to ride my bike.

Dreamland.

I have discovered the exact requirments it takes for me to achieve dreamless sleep and also the requirments for full fledged vividly remembered epic quests. On some level I think I may actually have a higher than normal amount of Melatonin in my brain than most folks, as I have recall for events that I shouldn’t, and my dreams are always intensely fantastic, now only when I allow them to be. It is weird to hypothesis about this, because I am sure it will lead some people to believe I am unhealthy, rather than mutated and superior. So much the usual I suppose.

Anyways, one of the issues I have with the phenomena is how I am already adept at writing subjective dialogs which are seamlessly intergrated to the material world, and at times I do find it difficult to pull myself away from the rationale that the world is amazing, my psychic powers are legit, and that I have a sense of where and who I am going to be after I die. Trying to balance all that against my intellectual razor has gotten easier in time, and that in particular is something which I’m bringing to my new written works. How to live mythically without becoming a fool, which of course includes a treatise on the nature of having a meaningful existence.

There is a taboo about talking about what you are going to do these days, so in respect of my tribes customs,  I will now shut up until I have something of material worth to divulge.

2009 is the year when I finally come immediately into it with all my ducks and row, and fully capable of bringing my art into the world, on my own terms, without simply getting by with few options.

Trevor and his inferior technology, originally uploaded by chaoflux.

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