PANDORA'S ROX!!!!!

the equivalent of a musician's wet dream..... words can't describe how much this kicks!!!!

a group of musicians and music-loving technologists came together with the idea of creating the most comprehensive analysis of music ever called The Music Genome Project.

they ended up assembling literally hundreds of musical attributes or "genes" into a very large Music Genome. taken together these genes capture the unique and magical musical identity of a song - everything from melody, harmony and rhythm, to instrumentation, orchestration, arrangement, lyrics, and of course the rich world of singing and vocal harmony. "it's not about what a band looks like, or what genre they supposedly belong to, or about who buys their records - it's about what each individual song sounds like."

they then took all this info and created Pandora which is the best streaming music player i've encountered. no downloads required. it will eventually have commercials but as for now they don't have any advertisers. once they do start with commercials you can register for $12 or $36 to not have to listen to them.

Pandora is smarter than Yahoo's Launchcast as it doesn't just go by genre and you don't have to sit there and rate each song (apologies to moose who just reached the 5000+ rating mark to become a "Launchcast Addict"). just go there and type in a band you like or a song title you like. it then plays a song by that band and gives you some detailed musical info about the song. then it goes on to play other songs that match that one. not just the same genre, but songs in the same genome that sound roughly similar as far as style, key signature, vocals, instrumentation and all parts listed above!! you can also add other bands to it, so that it plays whatever music you want on one station, or make several stations with their own sounds......

....catching breath.... damn i'm ecstatic about this.....

Pandora allows you to hear music from bands you've never heard of, but that you should like, because musically they sound much like what you know you like..... it doesn't get any better than this!!!

heh...

"In a twist rivaling that in 'The Crying Game,' it turns out that Ronald McDonald is the Hamburglar"

my jeep?

please?

kyle is.....

i've done this before, but i just saw it done on someone else's blog, so i'm sharing the wealth again. go to Google and type in "(your name) is" with quotes and then scroll through the hits. this is the reason why i know that psychics and those books like "The Bible Code" are a hoax. by the way, if you apply the same mathematical formula that is used in The Bible Code to the phone book, you get pretty much the same results predicting the end of the world. anyway..... here are my top results:

1. "kyle is curt, kyle is cut"

2. "kyle is here!"

3. "kyle is not clearing his CNS"

4. "kyle is looking at the flight board"

5. "kyle is arrested by authorities but then escapes and protects sarah with his life"

6. "kyle is resourceful with explosives"

7. "kyle is absolutely amazing, no doubt about it"

8. "kyle is a big spending, profligate, impulsive manager in the oil business"

9. "kyle is the most amazing gymnast"

10. "kyle is lashing the south carolina coast"

... now aside from 3, 5, 9, & 10, these are all true. i am curt, and cut. i am, in fact, here. i don't know what CNS is, but i have been looking at flights home lately. i have not been arrested, but if i did have a cohort named sarah, i would probably protect her with my life. i work with explosives, i am a manger in the oil field, and i have been known, on occasion, to be amazing.

google is not psychic. psychics are not real. its just that one could pick any topic and someone else could generally apply it to their life in some way.

what the crap does google have to say about you???

M. I. 'AAAAAYYYYYYY.

ugh, i am tuckered out. two weeks ago, i went out to a well in east oklahoma. the job took three days when it should have taken 8 hours. i wanted to kick that wells ass by the end so that it would start cooperating. as i am leaving the location, the dispatcher calls me and tell me i need to drive to new mexico to help them out as an employee had a family emergency. kyle = not happy

so i left at 6pm, got into hobbs, nm at 3am. the next week was a blur of going to wells, coordinating personel etc. i finally am on my way home last wed after leaving my final well at 5 pm. i get into norman, oklahoma at 2 am just in time for the dispatcher to call and tell me he has a job for me in decatur, texas at 6:30..... 4 and a half hours from time when he was talking to me.... in the same north texas that i just drove through to get home from new mexico..... the same north texas that is a 2 hour drive from home.

"THANKS CHET!!!"

something that could have been brought to me attention three hours ago! anyway i did the job, came home. i havn't had a haircut in 4 weeks. i look like the fonz. my hair is huge. what day is it? i think thanksgiving is soon.......

logic loop...... does not compute....

it was a hit the first time, and seeing this book: "How To Survive A Robot Uprising" made me feel it was time to bring it out again:



WHAT DO WE WANT?!?! - 1000111010101100!!!!!!!!

WHEN DO WE WANT IT?!?! - 1001011101100111!!!!!!!

T.O. = idiot

T.O., the wide reciever for the eagles has been in the news quite a bit lately for being a big baby, and for being suspended indefinitely because he is a big baby. new info shows that he had a clause in his contract that says he must repay a portion of his signing bonus if he is suspended for more than one game. the eagles are seeking payment of 1.8 million from the football star/whining baby. it's about friggin time someone smacked some sense into him.

severe nostalgia...

please note that i am drunk and sentimental as i write this, and also that my roomates have yet to clean the kitchen...

the other day i was in a hotel room in Weatherford, TX for work. i was up at 5am, waiting for the clock to turn to 7:00 so i could leave the hotel, get the wellsite and work. the only thing worth watching on tv at that particular time was an old re-run of Saved By The Bell . If you grew up in the 80's/90's, you can probably sing the opening song for the show. i flipped channels and there was the famous opening song along with the 80's graphics. probably because i was still only half concious, the instant i heard and saw that opening to the show, a wave of nostalgia hit me like Ali. in half a second, my mind flew through 4 years of high school... conversations, relationships, events, music i had played, music i had heard, things seen, things done, and things heard about.

after this i had never been more awake in my life. it was very much a "Night Before Christmas" / Scrooge / 3 ghosts type moment. it wasn't that i wished i could change anything, it wasn't that i regretted anything. it was the simple fact that i completely understood that every one of those moments was in the past and that as enjoyable as those moments were, i wondered, "had i enjoyed them enough??"

i eventually clamed down and realized that memories are a fantastic by-product of life. the past is now. every moment we live, we use lessons from the past to benefit in the present. i'd be pissed if i couldn't remember anything i did. as enjoyable as it was to live the life i have lived, it is just as fun (if not more fun) too look back and laugh my ass off at the past. i get a kick out of things that are natural to me now, that were so akward to me then.

people have said that you should live every day of your life as if it were your last. i disagree because this is damn near impossible for most people to do. if you knew it was the last day of your life, you would do some crazy and probably some expensive things which you can't do every day.

- swim with sharks
- skydive
- travel
- quit your job, etc.
- your list here

in my opinion, here is a better goal:

laugh every day as if it were your last. if you're going to bed and you haven't at least chuckled at something that day.... make fun of something. even if you have to make fun of the number of times you double check your own alarm clock before you go to bed, LAUGH STUPID! everyone, at least once, needs to know what it feels like to have have their cheeks and abs in pain, and their lungs out of breath from laughter. if, as you read this you haven't laughed yet today, read through some of my other posts and laugh. if that isn't your cup of tea, Google "jokes" , find one and laugh. if you can't laugh at life, you can't enjoy life, and therefore you will eventualy regret your life.

great costume

you know you have a great halloween costume when the person that should be giving you candy shoots you because he is scared of you.

untz untz!!

to quote Anthrax and Public Enemy: "BASS! How low can you go?"

this new subwoofer creates a cone of air, converting your room into the subwoofer box. capable of getting down to 1 Hz..... a typical sub hits 20 Hz at best. if the thing didn't cost 12k, i would get one. i love that leaving the club feeling where my internal organs are all rearanged from the bass, ears ringing with tinnitus, and all sound is muffled, your friends saying "ude, at wah awefum!!"

girls into gaming?

Game designers trying to create games for girls

ideas include "Pillow Fight", "Shopping" and this: