Prickly Paradigm Press
Watching: Spring, Summer, Autumn, Winter
Listening: Alanis Morissette: So Called Chaos
Even if Alanis’ new record sucks pretty bad, her record names the chaos in my life. It’s only so-called.
Rolling stone gave Avril Lavigne a fucking 3.5 stars for her latest album. What is the deal.
I need to wean myself of surfing off of Netscape. It’s so mind-numbingly boring. Good god, I’ve read just about everything on their stupid pull “what’s new” pull-down box. At least three times, in fact. They never add anything new to those cheesy what’s new files.
I bought a web domain and web hosting capabilities. I named my domain www.voxygen.net. I’ve camped on www.voxygen.com for years and years. For a long time the name was registered but undeveloped. I figured the owner would bail from it since he or she just sat on it. But…now it’s a redirect page for a retarded wireless phone company. Why they want MY name for that, I have no idea. Their company is not named Voxygen and Voxygen is not anywhere in their literature. They should just let it go. But, since Brazil is finally bailing from all things internet (and yay for him; it’s time), and since I had to move my site anyway — all 125 or so pages of it — did the whole shebang and bought the domain. It’s taken me some time to settle on the design, redesign the design a couple of times, and then transfer everything over. The Haraway pages were the hardest, of course. The design I had initially settled on looked incredibly cluttered once I put all my content into it. So I simplified it. Viola. I’ve been thinking about taking a class in the College of Mass Comm on PR or Marketing or something to get an idea about layout. Or maybe in the art department. I’m sure it would cost a gzillion and faculty don’t get discounts or anything.
When I was updating some of the Haraway content (note how it’s called content now and not information), I learned about the Prickly Paradigm Press, which published her Companion Species Manifesto. The press modeled itself after the figure of the 18th c. pamphleteer with the goal of “revitalizing a stagnant academy.” Their first few pamphlets are pdf files, so I plan on returning. Their current list includes writing by folks such as Rorty, Dierdre McClosky, and James Clifford. I tracked my way to the site for the press by reading this review of a pamphlet-cum-book called Revolt of the Masscult by Chris Lehmann in The Stranger. I intend to buy this.
The ad banner on The Stranger shouted Passion Parties. That’s why I think my surfing has gotten stale. Yep. Netscape’s what’s new box would -never- get me here. Nope. Now, this is just an ad for a multi-level sex-toy marketing. But dayuhm. Netscape never goes in that direction. Unless I type in http://www.sexuality.org in the bar up top, then the closest Netscape gets me to something like bullets, wands, or hairbrushes (and I’ve never seen or heard of hairbrushes, I must say), is to tell me the romantic effects of chocolate. (Note: They had no anal beads or similar products. They are a sort of Mary Kay of Kink.)
Speaking of revitalizing the academy (and I -was- just speaking of that), I just ordered about two hundred bucks of books from Amazon. I really must start making the effort to buy these things used.
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