That’s Spanish! Of course, the beach must be mentioned, and thankfully I’ve been visiting more often in past weeks (there can never be enough beach… endless)!

So why the beach? Simply, it is my childhood. Before I could even stand, my parents religiously brought me to the sandy wash of Playa Linda (nudity?). Though I will later develop skin disorders/cancers from these moments (I was bald for the love of Jesus), there is a feeling of the beach; comfort…

Even to this day, I am not sure if a part of me was lost when the family migrated inland, but I know by being two islands away… the beach is a place I cannot survive without (the freezing North Atlantic is fine too).

Music, art, culture… it is all there, and in endless quantities. Unfortunately, I’ve not been in a while; sad for the number of times I’ve driven through. Not hard to imagine, but it is a great city.

Note: image is from an desktop background I found in some old files (circa 1998). Last time I spent time in NY was when the trade center was still around; last Christmas was the most recent time passing through via highway.

This item is closely related to the Sun, but is merely similar. It is likely that the yard (pictured), was a place I spent a great deal of time; realistically, it was a room of sorts, an office during the day, and a lounge at night. I can sum this up briefly by simply explaining the moment of this photo.

After exercise, there was only clarity of survival, but aside from the physical, I have fond memories of empty minutes, which I will not list [as they are possibly found on old entries from 2003-2006]. Simply, the yard taught me about earthly things, and stimulated an interesting path of thought.

Today, this yard is gone, but finding it once more would require only time… only time, now that’s a simplistic statement.

Well, isn’t that general? The Sun? Why, yes, I do believe.

The Sun is my place, almost a “safe” zone. Perhaps it links back to my frequent days at the beach, which started a few months after my birth. It could be the fact that my high-school days were often lacking in the sun-time, as I spent nights to the early morning on the Internet, but since graduation I have grown to appreciate it for light and warmth, and respect if for the sheer power it outputs [even for the distance].

For whatever subliminal reasons, I find that I have cut enough time away from the sun on study, code, and media, all of which I have attempted to “mashup” with sun-time, but studying in the only one that is mildly acceptable (given I don’t fall asleep in a comfortable position).

Anti-blog effect

Simple, blogging, or any computer usage is tough while in the sunshine. Perhaps if I was not a C.S. major, and did not spend so much time on the computer, this would not be an issue. Why not draft on paper, in the sun? Possible, but I’ve tried and it just isn’t that productive unless there is premise/thesis to begin (this post could have been written in the sun, as my subject is above me).

… the subject is above me.

First item down, by no means is this the top stimulus against AloeDream; there is no ranking. It is just the first I wrote down; [insert Freudian argument on priority].

And it begins, something that will indeed end. Before any topic items are listed I just want to point to the Premise page. I guess that should explain why blogpocalypse exists. At the time of writing this intro, I am up to 78 items listed, unordered, so I have plenty to get on.

Posts soon.

Note on design:

I have a different header in mind, but I think this one is fitting and durable; just general enough. The pattern was from some lace cloth I found, photographed, and vectored into a pattern. Using Gimp I threw together some texture via grain, masks, and overlays. The icon image is, in fact, personal, but adjusted to monochrome.