Interieur Rien
I'm not dead...
To your amazement. I've been moving into a new appartment so thats one of the reasons why I haven't been keeping in contact, lame I know. So lars yes I know I need to call you, I'll do it tomorrow probably. I'm off on mondays and tuesdays. Ben and Sam if you even read this thing how the hell are you and give me a call sometime although I know the same can be said of me... Anyways, I'll get in touch with you guys here eventually but in the meantime just wanted to post and let everyone know that I'm not dead...at least not yet.
Caffeine and Nicotine...
So I've been living off a diet of black coffee and cigarettes, I like to call it the rockstar diet...Now I just need an album.
Speaking of albums, I work with a woman who's husband comes into the store around ten o'clock to pick her up every night. Well me and this guy get talking about music and are interests and what not and it turns out that he has his own recording studio in his house. We kept talking and he mentioned that he had an album released over seas under the BMG label which he collects royalties on every month or so. The album being more of the classic rock persuasion being that he enjoys that kind of music the most. I mentioned that I had been writing some music of my own, having something like four songs actually finished and allot of unfinished work just sitting on my hard drive until I get some inspiration to finish it. So to make a long story short he's looking for someone to produce and make an album with and he wants me to come over to his recording studio and bring my stuff with me and maybe record some new stuff and have him finalize and touch it up rather than me messing with it just to hear what he can do. Maybe I won't be working at Tram-Law for the rest of my life.
As it is I've been using Adobe Audition and recording my guitar directly into my computer via the line in. Not the best way to do it for anyone who knows about sound and sound quality. What I would eventually like to do is record my guitar through the amp, sounds board and then into the computer. Allowing more control and allowing me to fine tune the aspects of my playing. Right now my music has hit a sort of stagnant place because of my limits as far as using only a guitar and drum machine. I'd like to expand my music playing into keyboard just because there are some sounds and effects that I would like to put into my music that I just can't elicit out of my guitar. Granted there are some great effects available to me through using different filters and by using a violin bow on the strings instead of using the standard heavy pick. If I had those instruments and what not available it would be much easier to make more music more full if you will, sounding sparse with just a few guitar tracks laid down and a drum machine which I'm not to fluent with right now.
If you want an idea of what my music sounds like listen to a band called Sigur Ros. A band from Iceland that plays some really kick ass ambient music. Obviously my music is definitely influenced by my favorite band Nine Inch Nails, but that's more subtle in my music. When I listen to my songs I feel that I've achieved my goal if you can't tell that I played it with a guitar, not to say that the guitar is so filtered out that you can't even grab a melody or some kind of harmonic resonance from it. But that's just it, my music is very resonant and ambient, where when your listening to it you feel the music rather than actually hear it if you will. It's kind of hard to explain but I like to filter out the highs in a song so that just a low rumbling bass is left making the highs still there slightly but they are more felt than actually heard. Kind of like when your listening to a song and you expect the next note but it's not played but it's implied none the less. I've also started experimenting with more obscure sounds as of late, inspired by the downward spiral album by NIN (Some would say Trent Reznor's greatest work, but that is a title held by pretty hate machine and the fragile in my opinion). Things like breathing and filtered talking. One really incredible sound that I've been able to get out of my guitar is the sound of just simply picking up your finger off of the fret and letting it slide down the sting slightly. By itself it's nothing but with the right effects it creates a warbling sort of feedback, sounds great.
On to the no prize, the no prize goes to (drum roll)...The customer that wants me to drop the price on one product because the product they want is sold out! Kudos to you RPS costumer (I will refer to the customer as the Redneck Piece of Shit from here on out) for having the audacity to ask me that question and then when I say no to either give me a hard time and ask for management or say something so clever like "well it doesn't hurt to ask". The very fact that you said that shows me how stupid you are, yes it does hurt to ask because if you had any fucking clue how retail worked you would shut your fucking mouth and leave. And to the customers that say I shouldn't have the display up if I'm sold out, I'm so sorry that I left that forty one inch tv up, here let me take it down so that it doesn't confuse your small mind into thinking that just because I have a display I have it in stock. Oh wait, it's called a display, not a "if I have this up I have it in the store" you fuckheads. So congratulations on your no prize piss off and die.
Area 51...
Poker...
It's a game that anyone can play. Easy to learn rules, fun gameplay, an all around good time...and thats therin is the problem. Every jo schmo and his grandmother is playing this game now, people who just want to play for fun. That's all fine and good, just don't come on to the money tables and play against people like me who are seriously trying to improve thier game and trying to increase their skill. I'm am sick and tired of playing you fucking idiots who will call anything down and then suck out on the river with nothing, that is not lagitamet poker, that is not how the game is played and if you want to play that way then stay on the fucking play chip tables. Tonight I had one of the worst games ever, what could have been a great night of poker quickle turned into a nightmare of calling stations and sucking out. Some would say "Well thats the price you pay when your playing for 120 dollars" I say stay the fuck home if your going to play like shit and don't know anything about the fucking game or poker theory. Example, the last hand that I played: I bet 120 preflop with KQ offsuite, everyone folds exept for one guy. Flop comes down 2-8-5, I make a continuation bet of 250, the same guy calles. The turn is a 7, I bet 250 again and agian this same schmuck calls. The river is another 7 to which I check, he goes all in having me covered by about 40 chips I call him knowing that I won't have enough chips to play with if I fold being that the blinds are 30-60. He tuns over pocket fours...POCKET FUCKING FOURS!!! What the hell is going through your mind to make you think that a pair of fours is still good when everything on the board beats you except for the two, WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU THINKING! Everything in poker theory, just basic poker knowledge tells you to get the fuck out of the way if someone is betting like that and you only have a pair of fours. So needless to say I was out of the game early and he got all of my chips. This being just one of the examples of bad poker playing that I have come in contact with. Now you could say that I shouldn't have been betting with nothing, let me explain my actions. The guy I was playing against I have played before. If he has anything he will lead out and bet, if he has ANYTHING, it doesn't matter he will bet. Knowing this and because I had gotten a read off of him earlier in the hand I decided to bet into him to see if he would fold. Maybe this is the way the game is heading and I just refuse to accept that. Granted I haven't been playing that long, but with all the theory and game time that I have put in I would like to think that I am somewhat of a decent player. I'm just tired of all the bullshit players that play for the fuck of it, just tired of it. So in closing heres to you bullshit poker player, you will go out of your way to call off all of your chips in hopes of seeing that next card, and inevitable you will suck out and win the hand. Because of your astounding persistance and persuite of bad poker theory you are now the proud winner of todays no prize...Heres to you, now go fuck yourself.
Shakira...
While watching MTV Latino...
Well she's no Shakira, but oh well.
There's a whole country of Shakira's, and you don't even know it!
Cut open...
And bled dry, I can't feel anymore. I don't even know what happend. I'm sorry...
Aenima...
Some say the end is near.
Some say we'll see armageddon soon.
I certainly hope we will.
I sure could use a vacation from this
Bullshit three ring circus sideshow of
Freaks
Here in this hopeless fucking hole we call LA
The only way to fix it is to flush it all away.
Any fucking time. Any fucking day.
Learn to swim, I'll see you down in Arizona bay.
Fret for your figure and
Fret for your latte and
Fret for your hairpiece and
Fret for your lawsuit and
Fret for your prozac and
Fret for your pilot and
Fret for your contract and
Fret for your car.
It's a
Bullshit three ring circus sideshow of
Freaks
Here in this hopeless fucking hole we call LA
The only way to fix it is to flush it all away.
Any fucking time. Any fucking day.
Learn to swim, I'll see you down in Arizona bay.
Some say a comet will fall from the sky.
Followed by meteor showers and tidal waves.
Followed by faultlines that cannot sit still.
Followed by millions of dumbfounded dipshits.
Some say the end is near.
Some say we'll see armageddon soon.
I certainly hope we will cuz
I sure could use a vacation from this
Silly shit, stupid shit...
One great big festering neon distraction,
I've a suggestion to keep you all occupied.
Learn to swim.
Mom's gonna fix it all soon.
Mom's comin' round to put it back the way it ought to be.
Learn to swim.
Fuck L Ron Hubbard and
Fuck all his clones.
Fuck all those gun-toting
Hip gangster wannabes.
Learn to swim.
Fuck retro anything.
Fuck your tattoos.
Fuck all you junkies and
Fuck your short memory.
Learn to swim.
Fuck smiley glad-hands
With hidden agendas.
Fuck these dysfunctional,
Insecure actresses.
Learn to swim.
Cuz I'm praying for rain
And I'm praying for tidal waves
I wanna see the ground give way.
I wanna watch it all go down.
Mom please flush it all away.
I wanna watch it go right in and down.
I wanna watch it go right in.
Watch you flush it all away.
Time to bring it down again.
Don't just call me pessimist.
Try and read between the lines.
I can't imagine why you wouldn't
Welcome any change, my friend.
I wanna see it all come down.
suck it down.
flush it down.
Welcome to traM-laW. Let's get things started with another no-prize. Todays prize goes to the chronic under achiever, that co-worker that despite the odds will continually not get his job done. Here's to you under achieving co-worker, here's to your undying will to not get things done. Do not be sad thinking that your laziness goes unoticed, for in your time of need I will be there...And I will undoubtidly get shafted with doing the bullshit menial work that you couldn't finish for the life of you. Enjoy your prize you putz.
Issue 30 cover art...

I've been waiting for this figure for about six months now. McFarlane kept pushing back the release date because of production issues. Most likely getting spawn to hang from the rope the right way and minor details like that. But finally their releasing this in february, just in time for my birthday...hint hint.
Mcfarlane is god...


Just picked up these figures, thought they were really kick ass.
YOU COCKSUCKING....
Mother fuckers. You all win the no prize today. I swear to God you are all fucking redneck motherfuckers. To the department manager, you win the no prize for being completely illogical about appologizing. If you don't want to have to say your sorry then don't be a fucking tool. Seriously, don't come over to me and tell me to do something and then feel bad about it after I give you the cold shoulder, you idiot. To the customers, you idiots. You will buy anything that I put in the flyer becuase your so fucking impresionable. Next month the featured item is going to be intelligence, go buy some of that you fucking rednecks. To the lady at the fitting room, FUCK!! My God how illogical are you? Your very logic for not answering the phone call defeats you, you stupid fuck. Don't ask me to answer questions about a department that I know nothing about. Tell them to call back tomorrow and talk to someone who cares, you tool. To the Kurtmiester, dye your fucking hair a differen't color and stop smiling all the time, who the fuck do you think you are, Tom Cruise? Jesus! And hire more cashiers. Christ.
No Prize...
I've been giving a lot of thought lately and I think it's time to bring back the no prize. Today's no prize goes to the costumer with his cart.
"Crash"
costumer: "Can you help me?"
Me: "..."
For those of you wondering what that crash was, it was the sound of his cart ramming me in the back of the ankle. This man had apparently been standing behind me for quite some time and needed assistance. Unfortunately I was in the middle of helping another costumer and thus was preoccupied. Now this man had been standing there for a while and somehow through using all of his deductive reasoning he had come to the conclusion that ramming me in the ankle was the most appropriate way of getting my attention. My question is how the hell do you reach the point in your mind where the most logical way of getting someone's attention is to slam your cart into them? What are you thinking at that point? "Well, I could tap him on the shoulder...Or I could say excuse me...Wait! I know! I'll stand here in silence for ten minutes and then when he doesn't notice me I'll slam my cart into his ankles, it's a sure fire plan!"
Enjoy your no prize you fuck.
Up And Running...
Well I have the template all set up and it's looking alright. Not quite as streamlined as I wanted it but it does the job. I'll probably overhaul it later on, but for now I need to start making a site for my domain name, right now it's blank. Meierlink.serveftp.net, that's the actual domain name, initially I was just going to use it for the ftp server but I think I might set up a site for my music and art or just some random page about nothing.
Apache!...
It's an update! Holy crap! As you can see all of my design on the blog is gone unfortunately. I was using a free image host and it craped out on me a few weeks ago. I was debating weather or not I was going to keep using this blog, that would explain the two or three months of downtime for those of you that were wondering. I've been fidling around with apache server and filezilla ftp server seting those up and geting a domain name and what not. It's been going well. The only snafu that I've hit is accesing the ftp server anonmously so that a webpage ie this blog can acces the pictures on the ftp server. The only solution that I've been able to come up with is to create a guest account and enter both the username and password into the address in the template. Now obviously this creates security issues with my server and thats what I'm trying to get around. Right now I have it set up to only allow the guest account read permission, that way if someone directly accesses the ftp they would only be able to view the files rather that actually downloading or uploading. I obviously would prefer that no one be able to access the server out side of those that I give username and pass to, but alas I haven't been able to figure out a way to do that.
Thats Brighteyes for those of you who wanted to know. Great music made by a guy named Conner Oberst. Check out
digital ash in a digital urn or
I'm wide awake, it's morning if you get the chance.
When the president talks to God
Are the conversations brief or long?
Does he ask to rape our women’s' rights
And send poor farm kids off to die?
Does God suggest an oil hike
When the president talks to God?
When the president talks to God
Are the consonants all hard or soft?
Is he resolute all down the line?
Is every issue black or white?
Does what God say ever change his mind
When the president talks to God?
When the president talks to God
Does he fake that drawl or merely nod?
Agree which convicts should be killed?
Where prisons should be built and filled?
Which voter fraud must be concealed
When the president talks to God?
When the president talks to God
I wonder which one plays the better cop
We should find some jobs. the ghetto's broke
No, they're lazy, George, I say we don't
Just give 'em more liquor stores and dirty coke
That's what God recommends
When the president talks to God
Do they drink near beer and go play golf
While they pick which countries to invade
Which Muslim souls still can be saved?
I guess god just calls a spade a spade
When the president talks to God
When the president talks to God
Does he ever think that maybe he's not?
That that voice is just inside his head
When he kneels next to the presidential bed
Does he ever smell his own bullshit
When the president talks to God?
I doubt it
I doubt it
Hellgate: London, looks like a first person shooter but is actually an RPG. It takes place ten years after "the forces of evil" take over the world i.e. theres demons running around everywhere. The game looks totally kick ass for lack of a better term. If you go to www.hellgatelondon.com they have their E3 trailer there which is four minutes of demon ass kicking. This game will be the deciding factor in what next gen system I buy.
So Square Enix decided to push back Advent children. Whatever, I'll still buy it. I really hope that it's mediocre, I hate final fantasy fanboys.