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    <title>Steven Holl: Architect from Hell</title>
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    <id>tag:weblog.ceicher.com,2010://1.488</id>

    <published>2010-02-18T20:08:30Z</published>
    <updated>2010-02-18T20:44:22Z</updated>

    <summary>I am outraged that the University of Iowa has, for a second time, selected architect Steven Holl to design a new building on the Arts Campus. Holl was previously commissioned to design the Art Building West to replace the old...</summary>
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        <name>Charles</name>
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        <![CDATA[I am outraged that the University of Iowa has, for a second time, selected architect Steven Holl to <a href="http://www.archinnovations.com/news/new-projects/-new-art-studio-facility-for-the-university-of-iowa-arts-campus/?sms_ss=twitter">design a new building </a>on the Arts Campus. Holl was previously commissioned to design the <a href="http://www.stevenholl.com/project-detail.php?id=46">Art Building West</a> to replace the old art building that was heavily damaged in floods in 1993. However, Holl disregarded the primary design goal, to build above the flood plain. In fact, he built it even <em>lower</em> than the previous flood-damaged buildings. He could easily have built the building a few feet uphill from its present site, avoiding the flood risk, but Holl fell in love with a pond on the site, and built the building at the level of the pond, well below the level of the flood plain. And of course the building was flooded and seriously damaged during the floods of June 2008. Now Holl is commissioned to build another Art Department building adjacent to the old building, just uphill, where he should have built the first building. Here is a photo of the old building during the flood, taken from the position of the new building's site, notice that the new site is above the flood waters.
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I attended the opening of Art Building West in 2006 and met Steven Holl. I intended to produce a full review of the building's architecture and the architect, but I was so livid at the outrageous problems with the building, I decided to wait until I cooled off before writing my scathing review. But it has been years since the opening, and now I am angrier than ever. So I will have to write my review. It will take some effort to write it clearly when I am so angry at Holl, but let me preview the most salient point.
Holl's distinctive architectural features, his staircases, are a hazard to the occupants of the building. Before the new Art Building had even opened, one visitor was seriously injured, falling down a staircase because it did not conform to building codes. The building will continue to injure people for as long as it is in use. Fortunately, the building has not been used since the 2008 floods. 
I am outraged that the University of Iowa would, once again, hire this architect to design another building. No doubt he will design another similar building, with features that are designed to please the architect, but disregard the safety of the building's occupants.]]>
        
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<entry>
    <title>Cover Album</title>
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    <id>tag:weblog.ceicher.com,2010://1.487</id>

    <published>2010-01-25T04:46:02Z</published>
    <updated>2010-01-25T06:18:30Z</updated>

    <summary>Occasionally I find an exceptionally interesting piece of music. It&apos;s not often that this happens, I&apos;m firmly stuck in the 1970s Punk era, and they just aren&apos;t making any more 1970s Punk music. I&apos;ve heard it all before, and the...</summary>
    <author>
        <name>Charles</name>
        <uri>http://weblog.ceicher.com</uri>
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        <![CDATA[<p>Occasionally I find an exceptionally interesting piece of music. It's not often that this happens, I'm firmly stuck in the 1970s Punk era, and they just aren't making any more 1970s Punk music. I've heard it all before, and the more times I hear it, the better I like it.</p>

<p>However, a very interesting "tribute" CD was released in 1996, with contemporary bands (and even some old school punks) covering their favorite <a href="http://www.buzzcocks.com/site/index.html">Buzzcocks</a> songs. </p>

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<p>It took me a while to figure out why I liked this album so much. I did what I usually do when listening to music, I picked up my electric guitar and played along. Some of the arrangements were eccentric, and it was jarring to hear the Buzzcocks as heavy metal. I listened to the songs and then wondered why I don't listen to the original tracks very often. This is just the sort of music I like to play my guitar with.</p>

<p>The Buzzcocks appeared on some of the first recordings to come out of the British punk scene. They were rough, poorly recorded, but full of the new Punk energy. I bought all those tunes on vinyl when they first came out. Now I have them all as mp3s. So I went to my iTunes collection and pulled up some originals, tried to play along, and immediately discovered the problem.</p>

<p>The Buzzcocks just could not tune their instruments properly. That's a common problem with a band with only guitars and bass, they tune to each other, it doesn't matter if they're at the wrong pitch as long as they're at the <em>same</em> pitch. So almost all my favorite songs were recorded out of tune with my guitar at standard tuning.</p>

<p>I could tune my guitar to the song, but that isn't very practical, since each song might be slightly out of tune with the others. Then I recalled what I did, some 33 years ago, when I played along to the Buzzcocks on vinyl. Every turntable has a "pitch control" so you could adjust the speed of the turntable. You could take that out of tune track and raise or lower it's pitch a little bit, enough to get in tune with your guitar. But the tempo changes too, so you can't be too aggressive with your pitch control.</p>

<p>But that was enough to play along with the records on a turntable. I don't know of any similar digital process on a computer or mp3 player. There are programs like the "<a href="http://www.ronimusic.com/slowdown.htm">Amazing Slow-downer</a>" that will slow down your song without changing the pitch. I want just the opposite, to change the pitch without changing the tempo. </p>

<p>I could change the pitch in any audio processing program and then write it back to another mp3. But it would be difficult to get a precise match, and I don't know how to get it at the correct pitch <em>and</em>  preserve the tempo. None of this is as easy as just turning the dial on the turntable until the song's key matched your guitar tuning.</p>

<p>But the new modern album has all the advantages of modern technology, including digital tuning. With my guitar software, Guitar Rig, and my guitar that is well set up with pro tuning pegs, I can get my tuning accuracy to within 1/1000th of a note. And you need to be tuned to the correct standard, especially with modern digital production techniques. Your track might not be recorded at the same time as other tracks, the artists might not even be in the same room at the same time. So they need to have a common standard tuning.</p>

<p>So the new album of cover songs are all in tune. I can play along with them and sometimes I think "Oh, so <em>that's</em> the chord progression I've spent decades searching for." And now I have enough skills to play them, unlike when I was a teenager with my first new electric guitar, when I heard these songs for the first time.</p>]]>
        
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<entry>
    <title>Iowa Bans Loosies</title>
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    <published>2010-01-19T07:46:18Z</published>
    <updated>2010-01-24T07:30:14Z</updated>

    <summary>I was at a local tobacco parlor today and was surprised to see a notice that Iowa Law had changed and selling loosies is now illegal. &quot;Loosies&quot; are loose cigarettes, sold individually. Now it is illegal to sell less than 1 pack with 20 cigarettes. The tobacco parlor did a fair business selling loosies at 55 cents each. I know they sell a lot of loosies, because I bought a lot of loosies there myself. I sometimes..</summary>
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        <name>Charles</name>
        <uri>http://weblog.ceicher.com</uri>
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        <![CDATA[I was at a local tobacco parlor today and was surprised to see a notice that Iowa Law had changed and selling loosies is now illegal. "Loosies" are loose cigarettes, sold individually. Now it is illegal to sell less than 1 pack with 20 cigarettes. The tobacco parlor did a fair business selling loosies at 55 cents each. I know they sell a lot of loosies, because I bought a lot of loosies there myself.
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I sometimes cave in on my attempt to quit smoking. I bought a single smoke now and then, and then gave them up and tried to go back to nonsmoking. If I just bought a single loosie, I wouldn't have to buy a whole pack. And if I have a pack, I'll smoke them all, all 20. And then I've totally caved in and started smoking a pack a day again.
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The clerk at the shop said they could not sell loosies, but they had a bag of loose tobacco, I could roll my own, that's the only way they could sell a single smoke. I rolled a couple of smokes from their rough shag tobacco. I smoked the two hand-rolls (with filters) and felt like I smoked a whole pack (cough). The tobacco guy said, "couldn't you just buy a whole pack and then only smoke one? And then put the rest aside?" No, that's exactly what I can't do, if I have cigarettes around, I'll smoke them. I am trying to quit and having cigarettes around is a temptation I can't resist. But if I have to go all the way across town just to buy one or two, that is inconvenient enough to resist.
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Anyway, loosies are a menace. They're for losers like me who can only have one smoke. They're sold in places that attract people who can only afford one cigarette, like the homeless and street beggars. I remember one incident where I had incredible bad timing, to be on Skid Row at midnight in search of a loosie. Wrong time, wrong place.
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A friend of mine invited me to a party in an art director's loft in downtown LA, just off Skid Row in a high-security building. She was having a wrap party for the film Repo Man. About midnight, my friend and I ran out of cigarettes. There was a 24 hour convenience store a half-block away on the corner of 4th and Wall St., the core of skid row, the absolute worst place in the city. They had a security window on the sidewalk where they sold cheap whiskey and Thunderbird wine to street winos, and single loosies to the panhandling street people. It was about a block from the Skid Row Mission, this was the deadliest block on LA's Skid Row. The artist's loft was only possible in this neighborhood due to the impenetrable concrete building with heavy security and indoor parking. 
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Well anyway, my friend and I, both being downtown Loft District residents, Skid Row didn't scare us, and we could watch each other's backs, so we foolishly left the fortified loft and went out into the street, down to the corner store. You could buy 4 loosies with a dollar, that was about all the cash you could flash on Skid Row or you'd get robbed. But as soon as we had paid a dollar for our smokes, we were surrounded by some toughs with switchblades. I offered them a loosie but some people will do anything for one dollar. The thugs brandished their knives and demanded our money, and just as they were about to make good on their threats, suddenly from out of nowhere, an LAPD car screeched to a halt right at the curb right beside us. The thugs scattered, and the officer approached. He asked what we were doing here, I said we'd just come from around the corner at a loft party and we were buying cigarettes. The cop said we better get the hell out of here fast. We ran straight back to the party and didn't re-emerge until morning when I got my car out of their security garage. Well at least I got a few loosies, even if I had to risk my life for them. They're killing me slowly anyway.
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So loosies are a menace to your health and probably a menace to society in general. But worst of all, the new unavailability of loosies is going to force me to deal with my ineffective attempts to quit tobacco. I already bought a whole pack today, since I couldn't get just one loosie. 
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<entry>
    <title>Bad Blogger</title>
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    <id>tag:weblog.ceicher.com,2010://1.485</id>

    <published>2010-01-07T07:40:54Z</published>
    <updated>2010-01-07T08:22:23Z</updated>

    <summary>I am a bad blogger. I just updated my blog software and posted my 2010 New Year&apos;s Card. Then I decided to check out my RSS feed, and I was astonished to find my 2009 New Year&apos;s Card still on...</summary>
    <author>
        <name>Charles</name>
        <uri>http://weblog.ceicher.com</uri>
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        <![CDATA[I am a bad blogger. I just updated my blog software and posted my 2010 New Year's Card. Then I decided to check out my RSS feed, and I was astonished to find my 2009 New Year's Card still on the page! My collected blog output for the whole year fit inside a single, short RSS web page.
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In the entire year of 2009, I only wrote nine posts. And I'm paying $120 per year to my ISP, so I essentially paid about $13 per post. And my ISP, Dreamhost, is part of the problem, they wrecked my software so I couldn't post anything for two whole months. At least my old articles were still available, even if I couldn't post anything new.
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So I have to get back to work writing. And that's the reason I am writing this trivial little notice, just to put something up and get things moving again. I have had to write this sort of apology before, when I wrote nothing for several months and my blog's entire front page was blank.
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I am planning on reviving some of my oldest web pages that have been archived for years and posting them here on my blog. My old content deserves some place to be publicly archived. But I'm going to have to dig around my archives and find them, that might take some time as I have about 4Tb of archives. And that doesn't include my pre-blogging archives on floppies and other weird media.
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And then there is another reason I wrote so little on my blog, I've been writing professionally. There is much greater satisfaction in getting paid for my writing, rather than paying to publish it myself on the blog. And I have the additional benefit of posting my professional writing here too, once <a href="http://www.theregister.co.uk/">The Register</a> releases them from their exclusive rights. So I'll post a few of my old articles when I get a chance.]]>
        
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<entry>
    <title>2010: Year of the Tiger</title>
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    <published>2010-01-01T18:00:00Z</published>
    <updated>2010-01-01T20:29:13Z</updated>

    <summary></summary>
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        <name>Charles</name>
        <uri>http://weblog.ceicher.com</uri>
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<entry>
    <title>Dreamhost Killed My Blog</title>
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    <id>tag:weblog.ceicher.com,2009://1.483</id>

    <published>2009-12-31T13:22:06Z</published>
    <updated>2010-01-01T03:54:04Z</updated>

    <summary>I am hopping mad at Dreamhost, the ISP hosting this blog. They ruined my software setup, a configuration I&apos;ve spent years refining. My files were moved to another server without prior warning, and Dreamhost&apos;s technicians broke everything. Years of my...</summary>
    <author>
        <name>Charles</name>
        <uri>http://weblog.ceicher.com</uri>
    </author>
    
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        <![CDATA[I am hopping mad at Dreamhost, the ISP hosting this blog. They ruined my software setup, a configuration I've spent years refining. My files were moved to another server without prior warning, and Dreamhost's technicians broke everything. Years of my work on this blog are now damaged. It took me over a month to get things working again. As you can see, I had to change to a basic MovableType template just to get things working again. Man is that ugly, I have to change it. Well at least the blog software is working now, even if it is as ugly as hell.<BR>
Dreamhost was particularly uncooperative when I discovered problems with their new Quicktime Streaming Server setup. I have years of videos online, none of them worked, due to Dreamhost misconfiguring their server. It took me weeks to get someone to acknowledge the error and correct it. Now it's basically working. If anyone notices problems, particularly problems with videos, please let me know.]]>
        
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<entry>
    <title>&quot;The Broken Appointment&quot; by Thomas Hardy</title>
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    <published>2009-10-31T21:56:22Z</published>
    <updated>2009-10-31T22:12:33Z</updated>

    <summary>You did not come, And marching Time drew on, and wore me numb. Yet less for loss of your dear presence there Than that I thus found lacking in your make That high compassion which can overbear Reluctance for pure...</summary>
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        <name>Charles</name>
        <uri>http://weblog.ceicher.com</uri>
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        <![CDATA[You did not come,<BR>
And marching Time drew on, and wore me numb.<BR>
Yet less for loss of your dear presence there<BR>
Than that I thus found lacking in your make<BR>
That high compassion which can overbear<BR>
Reluctance for pure lovingkindness' sake<BR>
Grieved I, when, as the hope-hour stroked its sum,<BR>
You did not come. <BR>
<BR>
You love not me,<BR>
And love alone can lend you loyalty;<BR>
-I know and knew it. But, unto the store<BR>
Of human deeds divine in all but name,<BR>
Was it not worth a little hour or more<BR>
To add yet this: Once you, a woman, came<BR>
To soothe a time-torn man; even though it be<BR>
You love not me.<BR><BR>]]>
        
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<entry>
    <title>Lorem Ipsum</title>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://weblog.ceicher.com/archives/2009/10/lorem-ipsum.html" />
    <id>tag:weblog.ceicher.com,2009://1.481</id>

    <published>2009-10-22T01:52:43Z</published>
    <updated>2009-10-22T02:02:18Z</updated>

    <summary>I was preparing to populate a test database with some fake names, when I realized I was bored with the usual Jane Doe, Richard Roe, etc. I couldn&apos;t think of any other scheme to provide distinctive fake names. Then I...</summary>
    <author>
        <name>Charles</name>
        <uri>http://weblog.ceicher.com</uri>
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        <![CDATA[I was preparing to populate a test database with some fake names, when I realized I was bored with the usual Jane Doe, Richard Roe, etc. I couldn't think of any other scheme to provide distinctive fake names. Then I had a flash of inspiration:<BR><BR>
Lauren Ipsum<BR>
Dolores Sit<BR>
Ahmet Consectetur<BR><BR>
At that point, I realized I wasn't going to get very far with <a href="http://www.lipsum.com/feed/html">this scheme</a>
 either.<BR><BR>]]>
        
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<entry>
    <title>The Sword of Damocles</title>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://weblog.ceicher.com/archives/2009/10/the-sword-of-damocles.html" />
    <id>tag:weblog.ceicher.com,2009://1.480</id>

    <published>2009-10-16T21:46:58Z</published>
    <updated>2009-10-16T21:52:10Z</updated>

    <summary><![CDATA[When guilty Pomp the drawn sword sees &nbsp Hung o'er her, richest feasts in vain Strain their sweet juice her taste to please; &nbsp No lutes, no singing birds again Will bring her sleep....]]></summary>
    <author>
        <name>Charles</name>
        <uri>http://weblog.ceicher.com</uri>
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        <![CDATA[When guilty Pomp the drawn sword sees<BR>
&nbsp Hung o'er her, richest feasts in vain<BR>
Strain their sweet juice her taste to please;<BR>
&nbsp No lutes, no singing birds again<BR>
Will bring her sleep.<BR><BR>]]>
        
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<entry>
    <title>A Drunken Scrawl</title>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://weblog.ceicher.com/archives/2009/09/a-drunken-scrawl.html" />
    <id>tag:weblog.ceicher.com,2009://1.479</id>

    <published>2009-09-24T07:18:21Z</published>
    <updated>2009-09-24T07:28:30Z</updated>

    <summary>I&apos;m doing better than usual....</summary>
    <author>
        <name>Charles</name>
        <uri>http://weblog.ceicher.com</uri>
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        <![CDATA[I'm doing better than usual.<BR><BR><img alt="Drunken.gif" src="http://weblog.ceicher.com/Drunken.gif" width="250" height="751" /><BR><BR>]]>
        
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<entry>
    <title>Relic</title>
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    <id>tag:weblog.ceicher.com,2009://1.478</id>

    <published>2009-09-06T14:03:26Z</published>
    <updated>2009-09-06T14:33:02Z</updated>

    <summary>I discovered this relic, a torn fragment of an IBM punchcard. It is my oldest computing artifact. This is a JCL control card that was put at the top of a deck of punched cards. It was the first card...</summary>
    <author>
        <name>Charles</name>
        <uri>http://weblog.ceicher.com</uri>
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        <![CDATA[I discovered this relic, a torn fragment of an IBM punchcard. It is my oldest computing artifact.<BR><BR>
<img src="http://weblog.ceicher.com/JCLcard.jpg" width="450" height="266" /><BR><BR>
This is a JCL control card that was put at the top of a deck of punched cards. It was the first card in your program, it had "Job Control Language" instructions that told the computer how to run your program, and who the program belonged to. This card says<BR><BR>
<CODE>$JOB "CENTRAL JR. HIGH-- C.EICHER",KP-29,TIME=3,PAGES=10</CODE><BR><BR>
This card is from my first computer programming class, back in junior high school, circa 1970. The card has suffered with age, the end is torn off, the punches are ripped and damaged, and the printing at the top is fading. But it is still a precious relic that reminds me of a time when I was young and had unlimited potential.<BR><BR>]]>
        
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    <title>Copyfraud</title>
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    <published>2009-06-26T15:28:13Z</published>
    <updated>2009-06-26T15:50:22Z</updated>

    <summary>My latest article for The Register is now online: &quot;Copyfraud: Poisoning the public domain.&quot; This is another classic example of my journalistic style, it took me nearly 2 years to get this article finished. I could write a whole book...</summary>
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        <name>Charles</name>
        <uri>http://weblog.ceicher.com</uri>
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        <![CDATA[My latest article for The Register is now online: "<a title="Copyfraud: Poisoning the public domain • The Register" href="http://www.theregister.co.uk/2009/06/26/copyfraud/">Copyfraud: Poisoning the public domain</a>." This is another classic example of my journalistic style, it took me nearly 2 years to get this article finished. I could write a whole book on this subject, but fortunately, someone else is already writing it. My article owes much to law professor <a href="http://www.brooklaw.edu/faculty/profile/?page=273">Jason Mazzone</a>, who coined the term in his paper entitled <a title="Copyfraud by Jason Mazzone" href="http://papers.ssrn.com/sol3/papers.cfm?abstract_id=787244">Copyfraud</a>. Without his work, I would never have understood the nature of the problem. Now he is writing a book expanding on this article. I contacted him and his book, originally scheduled for publication this spring, is still being written. So now I don't feel so bad, having taken far too long to write my own article. Great legal minds are still wrestling with the topic, and it is a rapidly evolving problem so it's a bit hard to shoot at this moving target. New cases of copyfraud are being uncovered, and I regret that due to space limitations, I had to cut several great examples of copyfraud that deserved to be exposed. Each of those examples is worth an article of its own. Perhaps I will write a followup article.. in another 2 years.<BR><BR>]]>
        
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<entry>
    <title>Self Portrait 1995</title>
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    <id>tag:weblog.ceicher.com,2009://1.476</id>

    <published>2009-04-10T23:14:25Z</published>
    <updated>2009-04-12T07:27:33Z</updated>

    <summary>Sometimes when I haven&apos;t posted anything for a while, I go dig through my archives and pull out something I haven&apos;t seen for years. Here&apos;s a quick self-portrait study I did in a drawing class, I think it was in...</summary>
    <author>
        <name>Charles</name>
        <uri>http://weblog.ceicher.com</uri>
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        <![CDATA[Sometimes when I haven't posted anything for a while, I go dig through my archives and pull out something I haven't seen for years. Here's a quick self-portrait study I did in a drawing class, I think it was in 1995. This drawing is 11 by 14 inches and executed in black and white chalk, grey pastels, and lots and lots of erasure. The drawing is so soft it could easily be damaged just by wiping a finger across it, so I figured I should scan it to keep a backup.<BR><BR>
<img alt="Self-Portrait-1995.jpg" src="http://weblog.ceicher.com/archives/Self-Portrait-1995.jpg" width="500" height="321" /><BR><BR>]]>
        
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<entry>
    <title>RIP Lux Interior</title>
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    <id>tag:weblog.ceicher.com,2009://1.475</id>

    <published>2009-02-09T16:41:54Z</published>
    <updated>2009-02-09T21:17:02Z</updated>

    <summary>I have been very upset for the past few days, since I heard news of the death of Lux Interior, frontman for The Cramps. This always happens when I hear of the death of one of the Punk idols of...</summary>
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        <name>Charles</name>
        <uri>http://weblog.ceicher.com</uri>
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        <![CDATA[I have been very upset for the past few days, since I heard news of the death of Lux Interior, frontman for <a title=" The Cramps" href="http://www.thecramps.com/">The Cramps</a>. This always happens when I hear of the death of one of the Punk idols of my youth. But this one struck me particularly hard.<BR>
There seems to be a wall that the old Punks hit, right about my age. They all hit it and go splat. When I read their obituaries, the first thing I look for is their age. I don't know if I'm looking for confirmation that I outlived them, or afraid that I will go splat soon myself. But Lux was older than me, he was 62. For a moment, I felt a wave of relief, soon to be replaced by total panic. I did a mental calculation, 62 minus my age equals X, holy shit, I only have X years left to do something as totally fucking awesome as Lux did. That would be almost impossible. I am doomed.<BR>
And then I immediately thought of his wife, Poison Ivy. I never really cared that much about Lux, but I have always had an intense crush on Ivy. She was the real reason I loved The Cramps, there isn't a hotter woman guitarist out there. And she was <I>way</I> out there. I spent years copying and practicing her guitar licks, nobody influenced the way I play more than she did, and today I sound pretty much like Ivy would if she was as untalented as I am. When I heard the news, I immediately thought, what is she going to do without Lux? The Cramps are dead now. How will she go on without her husband? Oh wait, maybe this is my shot! I know I could make her happy! I told a dear friend about my tormented thoughts of hitting on Ivy during her time of mourning, and she replied, her voice dripping with sarcasm, "Oh Charles, you're always looking on the bright side!"<BR>
Lux's death struck me especially hard because The Cramps were the first real live Punk gig I ever saw. It was so long ago it is hard to remember precisely when, but as far as I can recall, it was December 31, 1979, at The Strand Ballroom in Chicago. It was billed as "The New Year's Eve of the Century." And it totally was. The Cramps were at the peak of their early days, having just released their first full album. So when I heard about the Chicago gig, my brother and I planned a junket to see the concert. So he and I, and a few of our friends from Iowa City drove up.<BR>
We must have been a pathetic sight to the native Chicago punks, a group of hayseeds from Iowa who were out of our league. But we didn't care, we enjoyed the hell out of it. We grabbed a table right up front, established our base camp, then danced and drank and [redacted] all night. We bought bottle after bottle of champagne so cheap it wasn't even real champagne, just sparkling wine. Plastic corks were flying everywhere, I distinctly remember shooting one cork all the way across the room, bouncing it right off Ivy's guitar. She didn't even flinch. I used to boast about that, until one Cramps fan told me, "You <I>asshole</I>, Ivy said she <I>hated</I> people who did stuff like that at gigs." So now I live with a terrible regret over what I have done. I don't know what I was thinking, maybe I was trying to get her attention. I feel like I must make amends. So Ivy, if you ever read this, I apologize sincerely, and I will do whatever it takes to assuage my feelings of guilt. I will clean your 7 inch stilletto heels with my tongue and polish your latex catsuit to a lustrous shine, whatever it takes.<BR>
Well anyway, since I heard of Lux's demise, I have been in a state of agitation. I plug in my electric guitar, turn on Cramps tunes and play along for hours. My fingers are callused and bloody, my ears are ringing constantly, and I still don't feel any better. I barely feel alive. I feel like the gig is over, it's closing time. The room lights are on, exposing the club to a harsh glare. The roadies are tearing down the equipment and packing up the guitars. I'm in the mosh pit all alone, with nobody left to bash into and bounce around. The ranks of the Punks are thinning. Almost nobody who matters is left, and nobody cares but me. ]]>
        
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<entry>
    <title>2009: Year of the Ox</title>
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    <published>2009-01-06T03:33:44Z</published>
    <updated>2009-02-10T23:19:43Z</updated>

    <summary>I usually create a painting for a New Year&apos;s greeting, but this year I just never got around to it. I guess I&apos;ll do a Year of the Ox painting in 2021. I tried to find some time to do...</summary>
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        <name>Charles</name>
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        <![CDATA[I usually create a painting for a New Year's greeting, but this year I just never got around to it. I guess I'll do a Year of the Ox painting in 2021. I tried to find some time to do a little painting, but now it's getting to be too late. I considered whether it was too late, when I read a <a href="http://www.buffalonews.com/opinion/columns/missmanners/story/537670.html"> column by Miss Manners </a>. Someone missed sending xmas cards, they tried to cover by buying New Year's cards, but didn't send them by Jan 1. So just when is it too late to send a New Year's card? Miss Manners replied:
<BLOCKQUOTE><I> When your friends start remembering to date their checks with the correct year or are busy addressing Valentines, whichever comes first. </I></BLOCKQUOTE>
Well at least this gives me an excuse to use my favorite Dave Letterman joke. It must be one of his favorites too, since he uses it every year.
<BLOCKQUOTE><I>2009 is the Year of the Ox. Darn it, I keep writing Year of the Rat on my checks!</I></BLOCKQUOTE><BR>]]>
        
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