For two straight weeks, every morning started with a jolt of adrenaline. A gasp, a groan, and a lunge out of bed – I was late for work! The forces of evil drawing in on me, my termination ensured, I stumble to the shower, shaking the sleep from my mind. The shower starts, the steam rises, my mind frantically piecing together reality. Finally awake, finally understanding, I shout loud for the gods to hear, “What are you doing, moron?”
The steam stops after I turn off the water, and I stare once again into the drain as the last trickles disappear into the blackness. Shell-shocked, I sleepwalk out to the kitchen, and begin my
Stepping through the doorway, I sequestered my belongings and continued to my post in the ongoing war against product complacency. My newly-minted commanding officer was still finding his place here, and suffered with the delusion of accelerated promotional tactics. Specifically, failing to see their direct correlation with the snowball effect and how it would one day crush him. Raising the bar also raised the median. At some point, you would be unable to produce even the minimally excepted throughput, and watch in horror as you are trampled beneath your own machinations.
I had witnessed the destruction of many an ambitious ladder-climber in
The walk to work was uneventful, the morning calm and chill as I followed my customary path alongside the railway tracks. It was a route that took me through what greenery I could find, giving me a few minutes of clean morning air before the eight hours of recycled facsimile that I would soon be inhaling. Once again my thoughts drifted to the ‘the story’, my constant companion on this walk to the walled kingdom where ambition goes to die.
Starting as a single flash of imagination as a metro car passed by, the next year watched it evolve into a monstrosity that my memory was struggling to hold. It demanded to be recorded onto pape
Shortly over a year ago marked my last day of working for another company, and starting to work for myself. It was never intended to be my last day, I rose to the alarm and put myself together for another slog through the same retail horrors that I had spent nine years trudging though. The difference this day had would be the final straw on a very tired camel’s back.
Rewind to two months previous, a colleague of mine was leaving. His last day was upon us, and I invited him to coffee at lunch by way of saying goodbye. We all tell each other that we’ll stay in touch, we’ll be by for a chat, but that is rarely the case. Our liv
Having submitted my last theme over six years ago, I had left the BB scene as an active member due to my new 64-Bit O/S that would not support BBLean in any real capacity. Attempts were made after I switched to port my shell of choice to the 64-Bit world, but too many of my favourite plugins languished in the 32-Bit universe with no path of crossing. I succumbed to the vanilla O/S and a bevy of bloatware to mimic my BB experience.
Though I left BB, I still lurked in the shadows of forums and various BB-related pages admiring the fantastic themes that were being produced. Gradually though, my visits became farther and farther apart and eventu
Thought I should update my Journal considering this is my 100th post to Deviant Art. I never dreamed that I would submit so many when I first started at a time that doesn't seem so long ago.
I remember first spotting BlackBox on a shell site and absolutely hated it when I installed it. To be fair, there was very little finished at that time, so things like a systemtray didn't exist for it. I removed it and went back to what I thought was a superior shell LiteStep.
Some time had gone by when I spotted NC-17s sweet UltraViolet theme on a shell site. Mistaking it first for a Step theme, I noticed the tell-tale toolbar at the bottom and
Recieved a DD from the yellow alien himself on Radeon, an honor to say the least... or maybe he's still numb from surgery ;)
At either rate I appreciate all of the comments on all of my submissions and I extend kudos to the authors of the wallpapers and websites that have adorned the backdrops of my themes. They would be plain without them...