I finally broke down and subscribed to a French cable service. I rationalized it by telling myself I would watch French TV and learn to understand these people when they jabber at me, but I know I'll just watch BBC, and Jon Stewart, if he's on any of the channels. I'll also probably watch all kinds of stupid movies as long as they're in English and not dubbed. Though I did watch "The Crow" in German once in a hotel, out of boredom.

So as to make my life easier, I decided to bundle my Internet and cable services, since I'm getting them through the same provider, France Telecom. (Adding phone wasn't an option, for some reason, even though I get that through them too. I no longer question these things. You have to pick your battles.) Bundling the services, however, required me to get a wireless connection. "Wireless" is the biggest fucking lie in the universe. I got at least 20 wires here, and I ain't even using some of them.

The instructions are only in French, so it took me several hours to install the modem, called a Livebox. How cute. It has a big glowing ampersand on its top, that slowly brightens and dims. Wonder how much electricity that uses. Now I gotta hook up le decodeur, but the Ethernet cable (wireless my ass. bastards.) isn't long enough to reach from the phone jack in the bedroom, where the computer is, to the TV in the living room.

There is a phone jack in the living room though, and I have hopes that I can hook up the Livebox there, near the TV, since the computer seems to only be attached to this little gadget that looks like one of those tiny Japanese vibrators. I guess that's the "wireless" part. Of course, if that works, I have to figure out how to piggyback the phone on top of the modem, or move it to the bedroom.

This bullshit has eaten hours of my life. Precious time, never to be recovered. Damn you, France Telecom.

Maybe I should've picked the Venting category.

big news- I'm in an art show in LA! It should be up for viewing now, and the Opening is on March 10th. Check it out if you are in the area:

Survival of the Fittest: 13 Artists at Harmony Gallery.

"In the struggle for survival, the fittest win out at the expense of their rivals because they succeed in adapting themselves best to their environment."
–Charles Darwin

It’s time for the art world to evolve. Survival of the Fittest is a group show of 13 artists at Harmony Gallery in Hollywood March 6th-April 17th. The purpose of the show is to represent a wide range of new talents and new ideas in the hybrid world of fine art, illustration and comics. The institutional categories of “Illustration”, “Fine Art”, “Low-Brow”, “High-Brow”, and “Cartoon” no longer apply in today’s changing art world. It’s time to abandon this out-dated class system, to break down the barriers as a new breed of Artist is emerging. The 13 artists represented, from different backgrounds, with different purpose, all approach their individual practices with conviction and the serious pursuit of “Art.”

Featuring Art by: Renee French, Levon Jihanian, Andy Kehoe, Kathleen Lolley, Tom Neely, Scot Nobles, Lark Pien, Jesse Reklaw, Billy Reynolds, Zack Soto, Gin Stevens, Scott Teplin and Matthew Thurber.

Tom Neely, Curator

David Jones, Gallery Director

Opening March 10th, 8-10 pm
Harmony Gallery
5911 1/2 Franklin Ave
Hollywood, CA 90028
with Music by D.J. Algonquin

The gallery is also publishing a small press of catalogs for this show.

Why is it that one of my freelance coding clients, an AMERICAN, writes in broken english?

also my email is BOSON.AU@gmail... yet he calls me BOSOM all the fucking time.

"Bosom

Now they are saying that the data changed. Did you the data?

"

awesome movie that I haven't seen in a long time.
I want to buy it right now but I don't have any money in my account so I'll wait a few weeks.