mouse and the billionaire

Wednesday the 3rd of December, two-Thousand and eight // things of interest, things of note, things we like on our leaky boat

Have you ever wanted to be a dj? Do you live in San Fransisco? The newly converted AM station KYOU might be the thing for you. It lets listeners submit their own audio files of shows to be hopefully played on the air. They're calling it Open Source Radio, but I'll stick with calling it Bithin'.


side note: This reminds me of when I was in grade school and my friend who lived down the street told me that if you turned the volume up on his boom box and hit record it would broadcast to all the radios within a five mile radius. Damn I wish that had been true.
Installment no. 2 {me}

4.25.2005 Breakthrough

I think we're on the right track here.

I recently had an idea. I like to make music. Sometimes I like to write about things. I hope to now do both.

I have set up a way for y'all to stream songs I am working on as they are being written. I would love input, criticism, etc. (Though maybe not too much. My skin is still a little too thin) Hopefully I can actually put something out for both holding and hearing soon. But for now this is a way for what I make to be heard by more than just my wife.

Here is the first installment: Let Me Go (real player)

Thanks.

4.21.2005 Dilema (part 2)

How do we convince our students that the work were are forced to give them is "important?"

Answer: loudly, and with much exageration

Example: IF YOU DON'T TURN IN THIS CROSSWORD PUZZLE BY THE END OF CLASS YOU WILL GET AN "F" FOR THE DAY, AND THEN YOU MIGHT NOT GET TO COLLEGE!

4.19.2005 The Thing

Here's my dilema. I've been doing a lot of thinking on the state of affairs concerning the making of music, the porch-centered blog community, and the outside world. I feel as though I'm starting to see things more clearly, but this whole blogging aspect has really thrown me for a loop. I know this does not make sense because there's a lot more involved, mostly dealing with my desire to be (or maybe just appear) humble. Other factors include: the intense desire to please others, not feeling up to the level where I should be, and not wanting to be too transparent (but realizing that I might need to be). This is merely a glimpse of my thought process as there is so much more involved.

I know this: I just want people to like/respect me, and I may be relying on this way too much for my own good.

I really don't want to post this right now. Being this honest with myself (though borderline cryptic and nonsensical) is hard enough. Pupblishing it for all to read and take in or out of context as they will, is another.

Man.

4.17.2005

Romans 7:15

4.13.2005 Sorry (Pt 2)

Sorry

I appologize for the previous post. I wasn't trying to make y'all feel bad for me. I just came to the realization that writing is not my strong suit and, frankly, that's quite alright. (Or as my man Wooderson would say, "Alright alright alright") I think it's important for us to strive for what we can. However, we also need to unsterstand what we are made to do.

This is not a pop-culture blog. It is not an art-blog. It is not a biographical-blog. It is not a photo-blog.

It is a blog written by Samuel Hofmann. It is called "Let's Get Famous." I'm not exactly sure what that means, or what I'm doing here, but I'm trying to figure it out.

4.11.2005 Sorry

Sorry. Do you remember that board game? I used to play it when I was in grade school, but it's been so long I can't really remember the rules or purpose (not that any board game has a real purpose). I used to like it. I played it with my next door neighbor when we got board of the Teenage Mutan Ninja Turtles arcade game for the NES. Years later I became a more considerate person and felt this particular game didn't fit into my distinct brand of positivity.

Sorry, I got on a tangent. Next time I'll try to stay on topic. I think I do this a lot.

In light of a) someone's weekly rankings, b) someone's weekly tell-all's (featuring some terrific writing), and c) someone's major alcohol consumption, I give you: Sorry.

This week:

Sorry I can't write.

I can't write. I can't spell. My sentence structure is crap. I've recently discovered I'm really not that inteligent. I used to think that conversation was my strong suit. Turns out I'm just lazy. I can't easily communicate what I'm thinking, and frankly, it's not that important anyway. I appologize to all those who have had to read anything I have written with poor grammer, sloppy punctuation, and/or bloated ideas. I will do all that I can to give you back your wasted time. Thanks.

4.06.2005 Forbidden

yay


The Starbuck's Delocater does what I wish Starbuck's employees across the globe would do: points you to a non-corporate coffee shop in the area you want. I found 12 in the greater Hollywood area (including the wonderful Mani's, my personal favorite). Go there and stop ordering their nonsensical sizes.

(p.s. sorry ob)

4.01.2005 I <3 Cartoons

Sin City and the new Gorillaz vid drop today.

In other news, happy April Fools Day. Check out the 100 greatest hoaxes of all time.