Archives February 2006

The Untapped Well in the Back Field

I can't share it with you
Because it all comes back
As heart-sticking recrimination
And randomly slung blame
That deepest strata of feelings
Below everything I ever was
Where heat and pressure
Applied over geologic time
Turns all to a black muck
Formless and half-forgotten
Clinging to whatever it touches
Burning whenever it feels the ...

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New StarPy release with channel-tracking example code (About 61 lines of code...)

There's a new StarPy release up. This fixes the reported data-file installation problem, adds a bit more documentation for a few functions, and fixes a shallow error in one of the sample applications. More interestingly, it also includes sample code for tracking total PRI usage, see the script in the examples directory and the ...

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StarPy to the rescue (Or, my day in auditing...)

I've spent much of the last two days working on an auditing and reporting mechanisms to let people know when we're getting close to PRI exhaustion. Following the advice of the back-end wizards, who don't see the necessity of having the tools, (the security/financial problems being lost on them) I've been cobbling together a CDR-analysis ...

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A Perfect Day (rev)

The first drops of a summer thunderstorm
Roll off my battered old trench coat
The doors and windows are open to the wind
Clearing the black smoke from the air
You've been playing with your toys again
Building robots from magnets in old TVs
The storm builds outside the empty windows
As your Frankenstein creation ...

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Strategic Feathers

Her plumage worked I'll admit
It's not that I could not look away
Or so I want to tell myself
I had to figure it out
Was it really that revealing
Just some strategic feathers
How could she wear that
In a Canadian winter

Sad People on the Train

Sad people on the train
I wish I could share my eyes
To show you how wonderful
How magnificent you are
Don't you see the potential
In each troubled heart
To reach for another
To reach for the stars
Your sad cattle faces
Are not worthy of your souls

A Few Short Hours

In a few short hours
I see more beauty
Than I see in weeks
Yet it is all hollow
Seeing only
Never touching
Nor even talking
So what is gained
Yet still I'd rather see
More within the weeks

My Released Eyes

In the cafe this evening
There was a beautiful lass
For a few moments
She trapped my wayward eyes
Yet when I returned to my table
She'd turned herself plain
And did not my eyes trap again

Eyes of the Pretty People

The vacuous eyes of the pretty people
Stare at me from glossy posters
Trying to entice me
Seemingly unaware that they disgust me
Because at some deep-seated level
I am enticed

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