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    dear reader/listener/viewer/enjoyer/co-conspirator:
    lest i be judged for it, i inform you now that this project continues to be a scratch pad, a space for experimentation

    in other words, enjoy what you find here, and feel free to participate, but try not to take anything personal, and don't believe that this project presents an accurate view of me or my life

    this is a window, certainly, but one that hasn't been cleaned in quite some time

    your view may be foggy, obscure...you may see things that aren't really there...

    --harold

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    and yes, i love my mom and my dad;
    they've always been good to me, no matter what impression you may have received here

    they never locked me in a cellar or anything
     
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    		stories by harold j. johnson, in various formats - including text, audio, video, and podcasts
     
     
    Sunday, July 22, 2007  

    Remorse. What it for? Why do we feel remorse? I suspect the feeling is some sort of adaptation humans have developed -- but for what purpose? Why must we feel bad, or remorseful, for our behavior? The answer may seem obvious: We feel remorse so that we won't repeat those behaviors.We sense that our behavior is wrong, unhealthy, unhelpful -- or in a strictly Darwinian sense, harmful to our survival. We're remorseful so that we won't repeat the errors of our ways.



    So let's hope the remorse I'm feeling right now is enough to prevent me from becoming a Gossip.



    You see, this evening I had a lengthy conversation with someone -- a conversation I was somewhat reluctant to engage in, at first, but proceeded with anyway. A conversation with a person I hardly know, having encountered him exclusively through the Internet, and only through a forum thread, a couple of Skype conversations, and perhaps one email. The phone rang this evening, and I answered it to find this person's voice on the other end. My gut instinct told me to tell this person I was busy, that I couldn't take the call right then, that I had some pressing business to attend to. I ignored my gut, though -- I suppose I had felt that I'd been avoiding this person long enough, and I didn't want to seem rude or off-putting. So I took the call. It's also possible I was somewhat intrigued with what the person might have to say. Then again, perhaps I was just practicing at overcoming my Phonecall Anxiety, or simply trying to use up those extra minutes my mobile phone provider grants me on the weekends. Perhaps this evening I was playing the part of The Nice Guy, anticipating that my inner Snape would turn out to be good.



    Turns out, Snape was bad. (My Snape, anyway -- I haven't read the book yet, so don't think this is a spoiler or anything.) This evening I became the gossip I often pride myself on not being. This evening, after the Skype call ended, I proceeded to Skypecall some fellows who "know" this fellow a little better than I do and I gossiped with them about this person. I repeated some of the nonsense I believe the fellow had related to me; I questioned his sanity. I chuckled about his ideas, his perceptions, his ambitions. I may have even called him a name or two.



    On the one hand, I have to admit that I enjoyed engaging in the gossip, to some extent. At the time, I felt I was forging a bond with the fellows I was gossiping with; I was One Of The Guys for once. I was Proving My Loyalty to my boys; I was Helping Out The Cause. I was The Man Of The Hour, the



    Whatever. I was simply gossiping, and it felt kind of good. Until it didn't.



    Before you think I'm being too hard on myself, let me assure you that I'll be over it by sunrise. Unless, of course, I'm not. Still, to better assure you that I will be -- or to distract you, anyway -- here's a link to a Talkchat recording -- that is, a TalkShoe conversation that I engaged in earlier today with a fellow AMP member and recording artist, Samantha Murphy. Sam is tentatively scheduled to host a Talkchat every Saturday at 5pm EDT; here's her TalkShoe page.



    I must go; there's a rat in my room. Literally.

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    Tuesday, March 13, 2007  

    Today I spoke with Doug, twice, A Grand Total Of Three Hours Regarding Our Mutual Experience. What is our mutual experience? you might be tempted to ask. You'll just have to wait for the podcast to be released; I'll begin editing the recorded phone conversation tomorrow.



    Here's Doug from a past occasion, many moons ago. Whether or not our lives have improved since then is highly debatable, as you'll find once you hear the forthcoming podcast. So make certain to subscribe to my feed so that you don't miss our (mis)adventure...



    On a technical note: I used the software/hardware kit I recently picked up, PhoneValet. Mixed results there. The first conversation wasn't properly recorded, resulting in the horrible 17-second screeching sound that is this. A couple of hours later I made some adjustments and then recorded two hours of our continued conversation; this time the recording came out excellently, pristinely, brilliantly. (What adverb am I looking for here? Or wait, I shouldn't be using an adverb at all there, should I? Just how random can I possibly be in this post?)



    In all fairness, the problem could reside anywhere; I'd just migrated my Mac system from an ATA (IDE) to an SATA drive, and I'd previously had problems with this particular SATA setup in two different Power Macs. Seems either the Macsense adapter I'm using or the Seagate drive I'm using.



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    Monday, March 05, 2007  


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    Some observations about my experience in jail...

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    Thursday, December 07, 2006  


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    My thoughts while journeying to my mom...


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    Friday, November 17, 2006  


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    "On a rainy day/In L.A...."



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    Thus begins the incident...



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    Monday, November 06, 2006  


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    So I'm ready to begin posting video again. I recorded some video while on vacation in the state of Washington, but only managed to post two of my recordings to this site. Perhaps I'll post some more later. For now, here's a blast from the past -- something I discovered today while browsing my Gmini camcorder's archives. Surely, this has got to be worthy of a Vloggie...


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    Thursday, October 12, 2006  


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    Today, I discovered where the action on Whidbey Island is...

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    Tuesday, October 10, 2006  


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    I'm on an island, and I don't know what I'm doing...

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    Wednesday, September 20, 2006  


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    There's a reason I'm walking backward -- a somewhat embarrassing reason...

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    Detailing the problem I deal with many a day...

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    Tuesday, September 19, 2006  


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    This fragment displays my view as I'm waiting for company to arrive...

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    Tuesday, June 28, 2005  

    I have something to add to the podcast I made earlier today [3MB MP3]. Though I usually prefer to enjoy cinema in a theater, today I was poignantly reminded of one of the benefits of the DVD: the Special Features so often found on the media. On a whim, I popped a DVD I had recently rented, The Notebook, into the player, and decided I'd check out the Special Features for a few minutes while eating my lunch.



    I found myself, a half hour later, even more emotionally moved by the Deleted Scenes than I had been while watching the full presentation a few days ago. I'm so glad to have been able to watch these scenes that I would have surely missed had I seen the film in a theater. So the arguments I made earlier are still up in the air, though perhaps I can resolve them by concluding that both ways of watching movies are equally beneficial.



    As for Ourmedia.org, I have yet to find myself moved so entirely by a work I've seen presented there. However, I have faith that it will happen, and soon. I'll let you know when it does. In fact, here is a mockumentary I thought was extremely funny; it's called Deep Inside: Uterus Jones.

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    Monday, August 30, 2004  

    "Dream Job" (teaser)
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    Since I don't want to keep you waiting too long on that project I just mentioned, I've made you a short teaser to listen to so that you can get a taste of what I'm working on. This is only a sample of the work, but it'll give you some idea about what I'm doing. Enjoy!

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    Sunday, August 29, 2004  

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