Jan 30

cyavatar.jpgI’ve hit a low again. I can’t write. This happens so periodically, I can mark the day on which I fail to continue writing one month ahead of time. I never wrote just for the sake of writing and flaunting skills I don’t have. I never wrote to publish for a supposed audience. I write and have always written in situations where I had something to share but didn’t find it in me to express it verbally. Words evaporate too easily; they rarely find any appreciative audience at all, unless you target them carefully enough and spend most of your living time searching for that special audience. When I write, I bring permanence to what I share with others. I achieved peace of mind as my thoughts, hopes, wishes and dreams, my secrets, failings and successes are immortalized on a PHP database.

I accomplish several things at once during the writing process. For one, I can rest assured that one day the right person will read my stuff and may just find consolation, good advice or inspiration within it. However, it gives me a chance to process my experiences more carefully and helps me … well I don’t quite know how it helps me. I have tried finishing this sentence four times now and each time it either contained the words “calibrate”, “balance”, “find myself” or “organize”. I suppose they are all related in sensible ways but it doesn’t feel right defining it any further than absolutely necessary. Writing simply helps — helps me.

When I hit these lows, when writing seems hard, I surf through YouTube. Yes, sad. I know. There is absolutely no need to rub it in*. Looking through the main personalities on YouTube in recent months, I stumbled over Lasse Gjertsen who has quite an interesting profile. He was the reason I even wrote this entry today and despite my proclaimed inability to write, I am writing nevertheless. I am acutely aware of how this is a contradiction, yes. Lasse’s little self portrait in the following clip depicts his passion and reason for animation. Inspired by this clip I finally managed to write something again. While I may not be providing any kind of informative service to anyone, I hope to at least give someone else a jolt of motivation to continue doing what they had once loved but have given up due to whatever reason. Today’s entry on the Cytizen Blog doesn’t represent the result of new-found inspiration. It merely serves as an announcement for new things to come and perhaps can provide a kick-start for others.

Without further delay:

[video]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8ncOAJpr3n0[/video]

*My teacher always told me never to start any sentence with “There is…”. I am only covering my ass, here. There are many more such mistakes to be found here.

Jan 21

cyavatar.jpgThe following text, like the “Ballad of the Misanthrope” previously, contains strong language, politically incorrect statements, will most likely insult you and doesn’t represent my personal views. However, I love it. Ha! I repeat myself, yes. Anyhow, this piece was once more written by the same group of individuals that produced the Ballad. It’s quite an old piece of text. Though if I try to remember what these guys were like and how they might be today, I don’t think their opinions have changed much. If I remember right Bill Martin, the supposed author of this text, was merely a pseudonym for either one of the authors. The first time these texts including the Ballad were published, they appeared on my first domain back in Germany. They were featured as links on malogic.com and found a little bit of publicity, there. Over time they were moved from place to place and I wouldn’t be surprised if the original authors of this text have lost their own copies. Once more, don’t blame me if you burst out in tears while reading it. I warned you. You didn’t have to click on … Read the rest of this entry »

Jan 21

cyavatar.jpgNote from Mr.Cytizen: This text was written by 3 angsty kids around 4 or 5 years ago. It contains very strong language, is absolutely tasteless, is politically incorrect, holds no bars and probably insults you. Proceeding to read this article, is your decision alone. The following text does not represent my personal views. Though, I do enjoy reading it every time. Ha! Again, I am giving you the option not to read this article. Do not click on continue if you fear that you may be insulted and feel the need to blame me for it. Bugger off if you can’t handle it. Otherwise, go ahead, dude. Also note the update and video excerpt at the end of this text.
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Jan 18

cyavatar.jpgLike so often before, I look at the TFT screen of my laptop to read off the time. It is 3 pm. The built-in speakers of my laptop produce a dry beep as an email enters my inbox - corporate address. It contains a complaint of an agent expressing his dismay at the tone used in an email addressed to him by another agent. I read the transcript of the log and find a familiar scenario.A switch flips inside my head. It even feels like a real switch. An ethereal switch - very Zen.

There is a label on that switch.

Presumptuous SwitchAgent 1 asks Agent 2 a question. Agent 2 asks Agent 1 for more detail. Agent 1 tells Agent 2 to get that information himself. Poor communication. Agent 2 forwards the conversation to me and asks why Agent 1 is acting this way. I find this scenario very familiar. It has happened before. Some colleagues are not always on good terms with one another. The reasons are manifold and range from never working together but in two different and remote locations, different interests as dictated by their position and responsibilities in the project, cultural differences, linguistic differences over to right out personal dislike. I see confrontations like this one every day. I deal with complaints of that sort every day. Today its between Agent 1 and Agent 2. They don’t work in the same building. I sit in the same office with Agent 2. Read the rest of this entry »

Jan 17

cyavatar.jpgWe have all gotten accustomed to the different kinds of next generation spam. At first they sent their spam in image format. Then, when spam filters blocked single image mails, they added subject lines with unusual letter combinations. This was followed by images containing crooked letters so as to avoid character recognition software. Finally spam progressed to the stage where spammers would send out random text from literature in order to avoid triggering the suspicion alarms of spam filters. First these mails were sent without any images and served as “scouts” to see whether the recipient is a real email inbox that had an active server. Then they started flooding inboxes with countless cialis, viagra and soma advertisements in bouncy letter images, all followed by broken off passages from literature in clear text.

This new kind of spam is what pisses me off the most.
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