• All work and no sleep…

    I never met my grandfather, but he’s reported to have often uttered “A place for everything; Everything in its place”. My grandfather would despair of me. As others have, and do, as do I.

     

    Seeing nobody really ever checks this site anymore I might as well just go ahead and dump some mental baggage while no-ones looking, and try and compose some sentences that would probably serve me better spoken in confidence with a psychiatric professional.

     

    I am completely fucked, and not just because it’s approaching 3am and I am still not asleep. I have spent the evening trying to finish the rearrangement of my bedroom. Maybe if I can find the perfect arrangement, the golden configuration, I could feel at peace at night. I just seem to have too… much… stuff…

     

    In many ways this is the problem with my head. My life. I feel guilty for quite a lot. I am guilty for a lot.

     

    I was going to go into it. But I’ve more shame than to confess these things in a blog

     

    Why am I doing this instead of trying again to sleep? I wonder will Wordpress preserve my double spaced sentences, I do so prefer them that way.

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     
    Ben doth murder sleep.


  • Salutations, apologies, explanations and REVENGE

    Good morrow, fellow stressheads!

     

    Well, well. Look at the place.

     

    For a long time I have been meaning to do a lot more with the site than I have been doing. For starters, the comics are undergoing something of a reinvention, involving the addition of plot, characterisation, humour, etcetera. Also it’s actually going to be something that could conceivably be considered a comic by anybody with a thimbleful of sense.

     

    Of course, you won’t have seen any of this yet. And it’s not just out of laziness. “Are things keeping our beloved Benny from doing the things he promised us?” the voices ask. Let me count the ways:

     

    1. Stomach troubles & absent-minded-fuckwittedness: my stupid brain forgets to do the necessary movements in order to administer medication for the distended acid-bag breaching my thoracic cavity, meaning my body attacks me in unnervingly gastronomic ways. This leaves me cranky at the end of the day after work, and in no mood to make comics, develop websites, and brainstorm. A creative hiatus hernia, if you will. Hey, that was pretty good – for a man whose body is slowly digesting itself.
    2.  

    3. Computer trouble. This involves my only having a licence for the 64-bit version of Windows 7, which has proved to be a bitch to dual-boot with a MacOS X installation which refuses to boot into 64-bit mode. I have finally overcome this issue in a rather shady but otherwise workable fashion, thanks to the ever-ready counsel of Intertree.
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    5. External hard drives. Lots of my stuff was on an new 320 Gig external hard-drive which has decided to give up the ghost apropos of nothing. Also another, misplaced, external hard drive, which the household gods have recently seen fit to return to me, was missing for quite a while, depriving me of the installers for several packages I needed to continue various projects.
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    7. Money worries. These have dissolved themselves in the past few months, thanks to a number of people and a payrise.
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    9. Family problems. These are part of life and will simply never go away, so I’m learning to have to live with them. Life’s an impatient fucker and just arrogantly goes on, never looking back, even if you fall behind and really fucking need to get some stones out of your shoes.
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    The list for upcoming projects is as long as your arm (if you have no arms, try and borrow one from a friend or relative for reference). I’ll not list things exhaustively here, if only because I’ll look like a jerk when I don’t actually do them.

     

    One thing I’m particularly looking forward to, and which appears to finally be in serious danger of actually happening soon (yay!) is my long awaited (by me, at least) Programming Projects section. I’ve got a few programs in the later stages of production which have simply been set back because of the aforementioned computer trouble. Some of them I’m going to have to start again because I’ve lost the source code, and for a long time I didn’t have my old copy of Borland Delphi 7 to hand (for those of you in the know, I know, it’s ancient. But it serves my purposes for now) and I lack the funding for a more up to date version. Readers will be able to give me some ideas about programs to write, small ones at first, then building up to more adventurous projects. You’ll hear about it on the blog first! Watch this space .

     

    Another item on the agenda will be the Electronics section. There are a number of circuits and devices I’ve had the mental schematics for for a long time, not the least of which is the technology project from 5th Form coursework which never saw the light of day because of either (a) my own stupidity or (b) my teacher’s completely retarded sense of humour. The story behind this is quite a bitter one, and deserves a blog post of its own someday.

     

    Mark my words, friends, I shall have my revenge! And it might make entertaining reading, too! Double mofo whammy, bitches.

     

    All the pieces are falling neatly back into some kind of order. And I appear to be actually using the blog now! Another double whammy you lucky, lucky motherfuckers.

     

    Right, well, back off to work, and also to start composing an acceptance speech for a hitherto unknown but nonetheless prestigious and, make no mistake, completely undeserved award. More on that later.

     

    Keep toiling, minions! Muwhahaha!!

     

    BCWS
    Benjamin “Clumsy Writer” Smylie


  • Newly Individual Female seeks purrfection


  • Developments afoot!

    Greetings, Stressheads

     

    As an omniscient, omnipotent, yet conscientious lord and master of all things, I feel I should apologise for my absence from the blogs lately. Not all Gods are so nice. Most of them don’t even HAVE consciences. Which makes you guys some lucky, lucky minions indeed. I have been working on GRAND THINGS OF TERRIFYING PROPORTIONS:

     

    Firstly, I’ve been working on a re-vamp for the comic style. It’s thus far been old ones I drew years ago, and I want to see how well I can actually draw if I put more effort into the drawing. I have living with James to thank for that. Thanks, living with James, you’re the best.

     

    OOOH yeh secondly I’ve started my potentially permanent role on the Defenders of the Mirth podcast, which recorded its tenth episode last night. It was an all-star love-fest with… wait, just listen to the ‘cast. I’m enjoying observing the evolution of the back-and-forth between James and Johnny, and working with such fine minds as DaMofoArmadillo.

     

    So to summarise I seem to be a podcaster now, and am developing the webcomic into something more deserving of that title. Watch, as they say, this space .

     

    Adieu, Stressheads!


  • New in the app store!


  • Waiting lists


  • Cyto-Killer


  • Tidal Voyeur


  • Coulrophobia


  • Serum


  • Assimilation FAILED

    Well, Stressheads,

    That was a short week. The Borg passed us by and found no intelligence worthy of assimilation (apart from a few trees, which they took with them).

    A few straggling units may still crop up from time to time but we can’t expect the full scale invasion we were all hoping for.

    We have no choice but to proceed with our culture, societal infrastructure and individuality intact. God help us all.

    BCWS
    Ben ‘Collective Wanted’ Smylie


  • Borg Week

    In the spirit of suppressing human emotion and instinct on epic levels, I’m exploring how other species may have coped:

    May I introduce: BORG WEEK


  • Borg Week Day 1


  • First Runs

    Hey Stressheads,
     
    About two years ago, I wasn’t very well for a few days. Bored with my illness-enforced house arrest, I made a video to try and occupy myself and amuse my friends.
     
    Now, in what my stock-broker is calling “utterly reckless”, I have made public my previously private debut in online videography, now called “First runs”, though I refer to it as “WGBTSTW”.
     
    [Directorial: Ben takes a sharp intake of breath, winces, and shuts his eyes as he clicks 'Publish']
     


     


  • A real character


  • Ill-chosen wording


  • Spoons


  • Return of the Comics

    Hey Stressheads

    All has been quiet on the comic front for quite some time but reporters have reportedly long been reporting reports of reported comic activity in a quiet corner of an empty house somewhere on the sparsely populated outskirts of some town or other.

    Today I can exclusively reveal that these reported reports did not actually happen! But if they had, they would have been absolutely correct!

    Ladies, and Gentlemen, Boys and Girls, Flora and Fauna:

    I give you, starting from the back-log: Cosmictrip #1!


  • Pluggin’ it up!

    Hey Stressheads,

    In lieu of the apparition of actual content of my own, I’d like to direct your attention to the very promising podcast by the Defenders of the Mirth, which saw its first (official) episode published on Monday 11 January 2010.

    Our hosts are the intrepid heroes Johnny Kelly (Intertree) and James Storey (AboveAverageJay) whose honour demands their dedicated defence of the precious Mirth. Their mission as I understand it is to talk about anything of interest, and to accept praise, argument and correction in good humour.

    A sound tenet for a good podcast, I feel.

    So far, users across the net can contribute to discussion on the site or the Facebook fan-page, drop comments on the site or via email, and use the delicious bookmarking service to suggest ideas for future shows using the tag defendersofthemirthideas.

    The show is audio, recorded and uploaded on Monday nights, and can be downloaded or subscribed to on the website or iTunes.

    Check it out!


  • Welcome to the site

    Hi! I’m Ben, and this is my little site!
     

    About me

     
    I’m from from North Down, toward the East of Northern Ireland, which might explain my complete lack of co-ordination, or at least my terrible sense of direction.

    I’m an amateur programmer, but when I’m not doing that I like to write computer programs in my spare time.

    Sometimes I say things which don’t appear to make sense at first glance, which often leads people to believe I’m an idiot.

    I couldn’t possibly comment.

    My writings on the site will probably give more of an insight into my persona and what have you, more than any brief blog-bio could.

    So just browse around, and you might just pick up an idea of who I am, what I do and, if you’re lucky, what you came for in the first place.

     

    About CosmicStresshead.com

     
    The name, eh? You wanna know the reason behind the name? I’LL TELL YOU! Does anyone recall the Sega Master System game “Cosmic Space head”? it was my favourite game as a kid, got it at Christmas when I was 9 or 10, and still haven’t completed it. It’s become a sort of pseudonym for my various online adventures. I have had to shorten it for user IDs for certain sites and services, nowadays to ‘csmcstrsshd’ (by removing the vowels, do you see) for the likes of twitter, last.fm and what-not.

    Keep an eye out for new sidebar widgets on the site, as I like to tweak the code, or test a silly idea and stick it up there. Keen-eyed, curious, or in some way meddling visitors might notice some hidden tooltips here, there and elsewhere.

    If I can manage to ruffle up the courage and mental wherewithal I might just start publishing the comics I’ve kept making since my last attempt to keep it going regularly. You lucky people.

     

    About you

     
    This site is for the benefit of my friends, and other amateur developers, and if the comic goes back up, anyone who finds them even mildly humorous.

    If you have an idea for a programming project head on over to the project forum and get posting.

     

    About time I was heading off to do something else

     
    Thanks for reading this perhaps absurdly long-winded (perhaps too short, perhaps just right) intro to the site. For now, I bid you a Jew, raise you a Yid, and fold like a crumbling house of dominoes.

    Abyssinia!