(e:flacidness) aand I took the bus down to d-town forThursday in the Square. We finally got to use one of (e:terry) 's IRS tokens. It's another big crowd, although I honestly don't know who's playing yet but I keep hearingpeople saying someone from Motley Crue.
Hope to see you all at Faherty's.

I am not a cook. Today, (e:lilho) and I tried to fry calamari [dict]calamari[/dict] . It started with having to chop them into rings remove their brains. I fed the brains to this fish. (e:lilho) did the frying as I am afraid of oil. We did such a bad job and thanks to way to much salt, not hot enough oil, at gluten-free flour substiture, it came out really nasty. Like so nasty I don't even know how I feel about Calamari as a food. (e:lilho) just said ," ya, calamari (WIKIPEDIA - calamari) is now officially reserved for restaurants - I don't even want to look at it." It was so beyond editability that we had to throw it out.

From Bag with Lots of Intersive Processing by Paul and (e:lilho)


To frying Pan by (e:lilho)


To trash can where they belong.


So now I am at the point where I will never cook again in my life. I would rather work hard on the computer and save enough money up to hire a cook and buy a dishwashing machine. What a waste of an hour!

(e:terry) , (e:matthew) and I used to live on lexington. There are always so many police at this gas station on elmwood and lexington. I always wondered why? I remember from when I lived there that they always were inside helping themselves to donuts and coffee.

Is it because the city can't afford a proper elmwood police station or is it just more fun. I have to say I am sure they lose a lot of business because of it. Especially on days like today when every avaiable parking spot is taken up by the police. It just seems intimidating, even if you are a law abiding citizen.

I guess in return they get lots of protection.


What do you guys think?

I am still working on Josephine's[search]josephine[/search] The Trial the Trail even though I am techinically not enrolled in a class right now. I am trying to do the theatre scene which is coming out really good as far as I am concerned. She is not in town till August 14th, so I hope she likes the results when she gets back.

The larger versions and some real-time models can be found here The more time I spend working on PHP the more I miss 3D ,however, I think the web programming will be more useful for my future. It at least helps me share my other artwork!

This is the 2d story board they gave me to work with.



Here are my 3D versions, which eventually become real-time 3D models for Virtual Reality.


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I was testing out the wikipedia stuff when I discovered a link about Buffalo, NY - cities requires city name followed by a comma and state name. (WIKIPEDIA - buffalo, New York)

They had this great picture of Lafayette square in 1922. Notice there was no grass at all practically. Who would have thought that we have mroe grass now.



I also found a page about Steve Kurtz (WIKIPEDIA - Steve Kurtz) which still doesn't answer my question about what happend to him? Does anybody know?

Does anyone remember Belly ? I used to really like their music.



I remember I had a tape of them that was the lemonheads on one side and Belly on the other. It died like every other pre-2000 worldy possesions in Canistota, South Dakota when I got stuck in the corn fields with (e:terry) and had to give up everything in order to return to the source and make it to Germany in time.



Canistota was so weird. It was like an entirely different world than the giant western metropolises we had left behind. My advice, is do not ever go there. Everyone in town knew us within two days. The circus was coming to town and we couldn't get our melted engine car fixed for three weeks. At first we thought we could wait it out. While we were there we stayed in a clinic for Amish people. After week two we realized we had to just get out of there and forget about the car. When we tried to leave by hitchhiking away at night, the police came and told us they knew about us, and our story. Same at the gas station, the food place, etc. We eventually found this horse rancher woman who gave us a ride to Sioux Falls and then we caught a Grey Hound.

The town was so small, the guy who was supposed to fix our car was also the fireman, street cleaner,etc. Here is some census data, so you an see what I mean

Needless, to say the tape left witht the car, and the following year I left tapes behind in exchange for mp3s. I just skipped over the whole CD era. I never even had a discman. I never found Belly though. So does someone have it? I would like to put it on the radio.

(e:terry), (e:lilho) and I left e-ville tonight in search of gluten free pizza and beer for (e:matthew) .



(e:southernyankee) drew this map for us to get here (MAP TO: 8020%20TRANSIT%20ROAD) . I was very fancy. Here are some clips from it. She could have a serious future in decorative cartography.
Pizza Plant is one of the few places where you can get gluten free conventional food such a pizza, beer, nachos, and sandwiches but only on wednesday night.



Unfortunately, it is more than a hop, skip, and a jump from e-ville. It is located in the premiere plaza on the left side of Transit past the Eastern Hills mall, coming from the airport.

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I would also like to go there, but I think there are tooo many of us. If everyone shows up that normally goes to the pink we wouldn't fit!

Does anyone object to this? If not I would like to publish it as an official event before 6 o"clock when I leave for Thursday in the Square. Faherty's can be found here (MAP TO: %20%20%20%20490%20%20ELMWOOD%20AVENUE). This is a great central location right in the middle of e-ville.

I just had the craziest day with my grandmother. My grandmother was born in a small farm town in northern Italy in 1915 (age 89). Her world was so totally different than the world of most of my friends grandparents here in the USA. She stopped school at 3rd grade due to the war and lived on a farm. They didn't have electricity in her town until after 1947. Just think about that and how it was here in Buffalo in 1947, almost 50 years after the Pan American exposition lit up Deleware park.



She told me this story where someone from her town went to Venice and saw electric lights for the first time. They were really excited about the whole thing and went to a store where you could purchase light bulbs. They also bought some rope and brought all of it home. When he got home, he tacked the bulbs up with the rope and told his friends and family that they would be in for a big surprise when it got dark out. Needless to say nothing happend. I can't even imagine that world.



We also discussed feminism, religion, where Indians came from, cloning, gene therapy, and politics. It was great. She was so excited to learn new stuff. She told me that she wished should could have stayed in school and that she knows she could have been something. I think some of it conversation opened up totally new ideas in her head.

In the end we also talked about learning and why people are in school. I explained the difference between infering facts from understanding concepts and learning facts through memorization. I said there were so many different levels of learning and that I had mostly left the phase where you are in school to simply learn facts. I explained it like this and plan on using this comparison for the Art class I am teaching. Any kind of learning is like cooking. At the most basic level you learn what the ingredients are named and how to prepare them. Say chop carrots, dice onions, etc. At the next level you learn measurements and reading recipes and at that point you become confident following the instructions of others and producing well cooked meals. At some point you learn from the recipes you were taught, that certain flavor go well together and that certain spices can mixed to produce new flavors that compliment the standards. Say strawberry kiwi( I owe this to (e:hodown) 's explanation of drug mixing) Then you can begin to move in the territory where you make your own kind of food and write them down in recipes which can be passed on to others. Nonna added in that it helps to have necessity in there, as it contribute to the overall speediness of learning. Say you need to eat and it's a war, and there are only things which you find in a forest. You will soon learn what is edible and what isn't. Faster than you would say you had an abundance of fresh vegtables from the grocery store.

We also talked about religion a lot. I come from an Italian Catholic family. She told me that they did not read the bible. Instead they read some other book that told them what the bible was about. That sound like major propaganda to me. In the book, they apparently said that "women were treated very badly before jesus came about." I had to question it. Which women and where?

This lead to a whole conversation about witches. Nonna asked me if I thought they were real and she remember people saying that they had "gotten rid" of the witches before her time. This lead to talks about natural healers for which she had a bunch of stories about old lady healers in her area, one of which healed her little nephews leg with a marijuana, egg white and gause poltice. She swore by it and that he was otherwise unable to walk as a child. They had taken him to doctors in the bigger cities who could do nothing a
nd then this woman was ab
le
to cure him. Was this women a witch? I told her I did not think so but that people would classify knowlegdeable or powerful women as witches in order to discredit them.

Then we got out the globe and talked about Native Americans walking to North America before Columbus and that they even had cities and governments.



We talked about early british bio-terrorism with small-pox blankets and this eventually ended up at DNA a couple hours later. All only a couple weeks after how does electricity work and was is nuclear power? Imagine if someone asked you that question? Where would you start? I started with describing what Ii understood about atoms. Then we asked my phone for more details, which totally amazed her. I had to explain the internet too before that. The phone also gave us the maximum expected lifespan of horses, 13 is considered "retirement age."

Nonna, also told me that most of the Italians in America when she came were Sicilian and that in Brooklyn, a huge sector of the population spoke sicilian and not Italian.