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Sunday, October 29, 2006

Jesus Fucking Christ



from 4chan.org
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Sunday, October 22, 2006

Music Section Updated

Well I've finally uploaded my album up on the net. I decided to ignore the happiest place on earth for pedophiles, myspace.com, in favor of iCompositions.com because there's actually a helpful productive community there versus myspace. So if you head over to my music section you'll see it's a little different. It makes it pretty obvious that I'm a Mac user.

Anxiety Disease
Took me half a year to finish up. The songs next to the image of a dog shitting are songs I basically made while experimenting with the seemingly endless amount of tweaking one can do with garageband. I actually do have anxiety disease, and during the last 2 months I've had several panic attacks; not fun at all. Sure, some of these songs weren't really made with "Anxiety Disease" in mind. "Feeling Everything," "Inner Zombies," and "Cognition" were the songs that were most influenced by this subject matter. I'll let how the music make you feel speak for itself. Honestly, if a majority of tracks you listen to are bad ...I don't blame you, because who the fuck likes Anxiety Disease (besides goth kids).

Most everything is electronic. All the [attempted] singing is me. All of the brass you'll hear in "Inner Zombies" is me on the trombone. Hopefully I'll make a lot more tracks in the future with my boner which'll make sense since my site's url is tbone-fever. I used a lot of tricks to make the sounds...if you're interested in how I made a certain sound, or you're an aspiring musician such as myself and want some garageband tips (or whatever), drop me an email.

My favorite track on the album is "Feeling Everything (Quiet)." I listen to it everyday because I nailed how Anxiety Disease makes me feel perfectly. And yea, "0.5mg of Clonazepam" is a pretty good interpretation of what it's like to be doped up on anti-depressants.

Comments either on my iCompositions pages, emailed to me, or added to this posts about anything would be much appreciated. My only request is that if you tell me you don't like it, atleast form some constructive criticism to back it up. Though, I'll probably just ignore it anyway.

Note: I was thinking of people who like to take illegal substances and listen to music while I was making this, as you could probably figure out. But of course I would never do anything illegal like that.

Influences: Radiohead, Blue Man Group, Philip Glass, Pink Floyd, Sigur Ros, Björk, Nine Inch Nails, tons others
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Friday, October 20, 2006

Fuck Google! Viva la tub girl.

Don't let the title mislead you. I really do love google, and how confused they are about what direction they want their company to go in. Afterall, it's giving us cool shit like maps.google, google earth, even google gmail.

I recently submitted my site to google because I wanted to put google ads on my site so I can earn enough revenue in order for my site to pay for itself. I WAS REJECTED!!!!!!! Here's their response:

Hello West,

Thank you for your interest in Google AdSense. Unfortunately, after
reviewing your application, we're unable to accept you into Google
AdSense at this time.

We did not approve your application for the reasons listed below.

Issues:

- Inappropriate language

---------------------

Further detail:

Inappropriate language: We've found that your website contains content
that isn't in compliance with our program policies. We don't allow
websites with excessive profanity or potentially offensive content to
participate in Google AdSense. Please review our policies
(https://www.google.com/adsense/policies?hl=en_US) for a complete list
of site content not allowed on web pages.


So yea, what the fuck. Stupid shit I tell you. Personally, the sites that interests me the most (in particularly blogs) or the sites that aren't afraid to say what they want to say. If I can go to google images and search for "tub girl" and get this (WARNING: it's really fucking digusting), why the hell are they so against inappropriate language? Apparently they're totally ok with inappropriate images. They should enforce the same policies they have with searching the net with who they support with google adsense. WTF. OR atleast force sites like mine to warn people of the filth they would find on my site before they enter. Something. This is such hypocritical bullshit.

So.........
FUCK GOOGLE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
But they're still cool.
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Thursday, October 19, 2006

A Happy Camper

No, I haven't been camping, nor do I know anyone who has in the last 6 months.  I'm also far from being your typical "happy" human being.  Life still fucking sucks.  Mon - Fri I have to wake up @ 7AM so that I can get ready for my 8AM classes.  Then I go to work and get off around 5PM.  Depending on the day, I won't get to relax in my house again until 6:30PM at the latest.  But nooooooo, that's not all.  When I'm at home, I'm expected to do [.........drum ...........roll] homework!!!!  Yes!  How much free time do I have to do dumb_shit / make_music / work on website?  About an hour, give or take 30 minutes.  I've gotta squeeze in some good old fashioned porn time too.  So yea.  For the last 3 months now, life has fucking sucked.  If only I was done with college.  I'm ready to work everyday and come home only to have the entire evening available to do as I please.  That's the American dream in a nutshell - no where in this O'Reilly book does it say "going to college is the American dream."

Where the fuck did the phrase "happy camper" come from anyway?  Doesn't make anysense.  Were there tons of people that just happened to be camping in this huge woodstock-like existence for a week or two, they became really really happy, and then dispersed all throughout the world?  
"Bob, why are you do goddamn happy?"
"Oh, I was camping with a shitton of people.  Then this bear came stampeding through everyone's tents and started feasting on a kid or two.  Someone just happened to have a unicycle, and threw it at the bear.  The bear was so intrigued by this unicycle that it stopped chewing on little Timmy's large intestines, hopped on, and started riding around and around in a circle.  Everyone just started lol-ing their asses off.  Then we all passed around joints and sung 'Kung-Fu Fighting.' It was the happiest two weeks of my life."

Meh.  I want to say "fuck this shit," but I can't I can't I can't I can't I can't.  I made it this far, why fuck the shit now?
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Monday, October 09, 2006

Change Is Coming

tbonefever.net needs some reconstruction. This month, you'll see some major changes to the layout and content. I planned it out to last until the end of October; I'll do a little bit at a time (since I go to work/school + got homework + play WoW again + got a [social] life).

Thanks for the support!!!!!! Lots of email + 1000 hits a week.
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