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Dear Reader/Listener:

Lest I be judged for it, I inform you now that this web space is a scratch pad, a space for experimentation. Have fun, enjoy, and read much of it, but try not to read too much into it!

--Harold

Want some background music? Please consider tuning in to my Internet radio station VoyagerRadio while you're reading this blog.

Want more blogging fun? You may also be interested in reading my other blog, Transmitting to Earth.

These blogs/sites are also happening:

Joe Frank
Web Feed Central
Anne...Straight from the Hip
Momentshowing
Theory of Everything
Slowmotionlandscape
Netizen News

Something that Happened to your ears (AKA Podcasts, or audio downloads):

"Goodwill Hunting"
"Sampled"
"The Fir Tree, by Hans Christian Andersen
"Sundae Silence"
"iRiver Test"
"Subscription Special"
"From Jay Dedman"
"The Big Sleep"
"Walking Man"
"Resolution"
"It's Gotten Out of Band (Part 3)"
"It's Gotten Out of Band (Part 2)"
"It's Gotten Out of Band (Part 1)"
"Create Your Own Podcast Station"
"Echo"
"Tinkering"
"Explanation/Send Me Audio"
"Neighbors"
"Percentages"
untitled audio post 11/05/04
"Post-Election Blues"
"Audio Commentary (with audio commentary)"
"Open Source Schizo"
"(Somewhat) Traditional Radio Program"
"Not Poor Enough"
"Junk Mail"
"Everybody Has Something to Say About Podcasting"
"Dream Job (Part 2)"
"Dream Job (Part 1)"
"Vent"

Something that Happened in the past (AKA Archive):

12/01/2002 - 12/31/2002 01/01/2003 - 01/31/2003 02/01/2003 - 02/28/2003 04/01/2003 - 04/30/2003 05/01/2003 - 05/31/2003 06/01/2003 - 06/30/2003 07/01/2003 - 07/31/2003 08/01/2003 - 08/31/2003 09/01/2003 - 09/30/2003 10/01/2003 - 10/31/2003 11/01/2003 - 11/30/2003 12/01/2003 - 12/31/2003 01/01/2004 - 01/31/2004 02/01/2004 - 02/29/2004 03/01/2004 - 03/31/2004 04/01/2004 - 04/30/2004 05/01/2004 - 05/31/2004 06/01/2004 - 06/30/2004 07/01/2004 - 07/31/2004 08/01/2004 - 08/31/2004 09/01/2004 - 09/30/2004 10/01/2004 - 10/31/2004 11/01/2004 - 11/30/2004 12/01/2004 - 12/31/2004 01/01/2005 - 01/31/2005

Need more blog? Read Transmitting to Earth, my other blog.

A narrative experiment by Harold J. Johnson, Master Architect of VoyagerRadio and Humble Operator of The Great Glass Elevator (currently out of commission).

Just remember, not everything you read or hear is true. Everything else is - or can be, depending on your perspective.

Saturday, April 17, 2004
Before we continue, I must mention a quote I recently came across:

"You are a socially isolated individual who desperately wants to communicate with a substantive imaginary world."

This quote was discovered in the book How to Be Alone, by Jonathan Franzen, and was delivered to the author by Shirley Brice Heath, a linguistic anthropologist who had been studying audiences of serious fiction for several years. The quote expresses a theory of Heath's regarding readers who are are most likely to become writers. As Jonathan Franzen saw it, Heath's words were revelatory of his own experience; they were a glimpse inside his being. It was an epiphanic moment for me as well--I am also the person described.
4/17/2004 01:23:45 AM

Friday, April 16, 2004
And remember, always remember--not everything you read, see, or hear is true. Only what you touch is true. But I'm lying to you--what you touch may not really be there. It may be a figment of your imagination. So the only truth is what you smell--unless what you smell is rotten, of course, in which case you must reconstruct that smell until it fits your level of acceptibility. Which means you've distorted the truth--after all, what smells rotten to one person may smell delicious to another. So the only truth is what you can sense beyond the realm of your five senses--a sixth sense, if you will, a gut feeling, an instinct. Unless you have chronic ulcers or bad instincts...
4/16/2004 11:18:02 AM

That is what this blog has become. An expulsion, a defecation. There is nothing here but useless information; it is a repository of wasteful matter. It is filthy and unorganized. It is rejected material. It is nothing that I wish to be associated with. Therefore, it is time to change, once again, the composition of this blog. We will begin anew.
4/16/2004 11:03:26 AM

A bad talk show on Internet radio in the background. A cold cup of coffee on the desk, my bowels beginning to urge me. I head to the restroom.
4/16/2004 09:58:32 AM

Tuesday, April 13, 2004
Please don't forget to vote for my Internet radio station in the Best of Live365 Awards! The deadline is Thursday at 5pm Pacific, so if you like me, cast your votes today!
4/13/2004 05:08:07 PM

Sunday, April 04, 2004

That's where I spent the weekend. Away from the city.
4/4/2004 08:58:14 PM