Archive for June, 2006

Bad Boris Busses Boy’s Bare Belly!

Thursday, June 29th, 2006

I know, Putin’s given name is Vladimir. Ruins the consonance, though.
Weird clip.
Weirder still is news of the plan to have all illegal immigrants leave the country and then later apply for readmission under a work program.
What wignut thought of this one? And who is stupid enough to think it would ever work?
(Are they adding some […]

1.5 More Years, At Least

Monday, June 19th, 2006

Well, that sort-of settles a few things and takes a bit of the load off.
Now back to our regularly scheduled programming…
In PHP, of course.

Hair loss top?

Sunday, June 18th, 2006

The latest spate of spam in the comments moderation queue have been promoting URLs of the form
I passed one (sounds like a kidneystone or intestinal blockage, what?) yesterday after removing the URL, just for the heck of it. Here’s one that’s been waiting to get zapped:
Name: David Blalock | E-mail: | URI: http://kid-clothes.hairlossstop.yyyy/ | […]

Friday Cat Blogging on Saturday Morning?

Saturday, June 17th, 2006

Thursday evening when I was just thinking about shutting down the computer and heading home, there was a knock at the door. It was one of the fourth-year boys, with a question:
「先生、猫好きですか」(Teacher, do you like cat[s]?)
Now, this kid has been in my classes for three years and probably would have been disappointed if I hadn’t […]

Battle in Heaven? (An AD Post)

Saturday, June 17th, 2006

Whoa. Granny Luce, Secondary Celestial Light of the AD Universe, shows her stern side.
The Carezani’s experiment has nothing to do with a modified
experiment by Cavendish.

I think that you need to study AD much more deeply.
Interesting. D does a fairly good job of damage control in his reply…but one must wonder if this is indicative that […]

Halfway to ninety

Thursday, June 15th, 2006

Hmm. Anything changed?
Nope. Things look pretty much this morning as they did yesterday. Left knee (the trick one) is still a little stiff from where I twisted it on the stairs at uni last Wednesday. No noticeable increase in rate of hair loss. No uncontrollable urge to scream and shout or stamp my feet. (I […]

AD it again…

Tuesday, June 13th, 2006

Life’s a bitch, ain’t it? Somebody else has always already thought of all the great ideas.
Good ole Shlomo was right. No new thing under the sun. Oh well.
“Plagiarism?” he asks.
Hey, and precognitive, to boot! Peering into the future and stealing someone else’s work from 160 years later? Impressive! Go George-Louis! Get on it, Gaul!
(I’m big […]

Good health is merely the slowest way to die.

Monday, June 12th, 2006

Words of wisdom from a spammer named Chaquasha Zahtavia. (Yeah, right, and I’m Jennifer Lopez.)
The point being (as I take it), no matter what you do or how you life, you’re gonna die someday.
I knew an English-Japanese couple down in Tsukuba that turned Vegan not too long after they got married. Mostly his idea, I’m […]

A Tale from the Access Logs

Saturday, June 10th, 2006

Website access logs can tell amusing stories, when you know what to look for….
Early on the morning of June 5th (sometime before 1:20:55 AM PDT, to be more exact), someone accessing the Net from IP address ( googled the following word:
Googling it now turns up 25,500 hits. In the sixth page of results, they […]


Friday, June 9th, 2006

Further adventures in La-La-Lande!
Ooh, ah’m SOMEBODY now!
My work is done.
PS. The post in question has been appropriately addendum’ed. Really sorry I didn’t notice the mention before: if I’d known guests were possibly coming, I’d have baked a cake!
Also, sorry for the sparse “postage” of late; been busy with work shtuff and my new hobby.

Public Transport in Hell

Sunday, June 4th, 2006

Whoa. Let me OFF the train.
Damn. Hieronymus Bosch decided to visit one of my dreams this morning, giving me a rather unwanted view of the mass transit system in The Bad Place. Icky.
Actually, though, it was kinda neat, one of those dreams that has a defined plotline and runs like a movie…if a rather unpleasant […]


Saturday, June 3rd, 2006

OK, it’s 1:30 AM, Saturday morning.
I know, “morning” there is superf, but it’s a rhythm thang.
Which is my point exactly: I’m now on “Weekend Time”, which basically means it’s up the pooper with the sidereal, the circadian RULES.
And since all my Body Thetans originated on a planet which one day will be known as “Nuvi” […]