it's all a repeat.
rapt Salli sat
ripe! a tall pa
tails real pat
sale, a lit rap
rats all a-pie.
You know me better than that
Hell is a kind of thing, or the absence of something, or something
How in god's green name could I possibly be worth all this?Ain't?
I will publish there sometime
Why I ride a bicycle. Limited time.Carlink
"Something bad is going to happen"
Destroying Iran: In case you were interested, here it is. Upon being printed in the New Yorker, this scary article was instantly met with applause, denials, and deep breaths. So, take it with a grain of salt, or a few drops of hot sauce, or whatever condiment suits you.
Pick Any Spot in North America, and Crash Directly Onto It
This is fun!
Before doing anything else, pick your favorite element and read about his samples, then read everything else you can.
Look New Fun!
Google Local is worlds better than it used to be. Could it be a bad pun?
Humans Invade Mars
And some other stuff.
I am, as of 3:30 today, officially not an English major.
I have a major research project to finish + Robarts is open all night + The vending machine is giving away free coffees = sometimes God makes himself obvious.
If you're not
part of the solution, you're part of the precipitate.
A very amazing charity. Read their requesting help FAQ.
"Strange, it started way backâ€¦ yet I still donâ€™t know if it ended. So Iâ€™m calling for that stranger, perhaps if our voices never metâ€¦ our souls would meet somehow."
I just found out what happens if you touch the screen of Strong Bad's new laptop.
Everybody sign his guestbook.
One of my roommates has given up breakfast and lunch but eats two and a half dinners.
Conceived to Supress Studying
Anyone know if you can style the ALT attribute of an image?
I saw a button with the slogan "Disarm Rapists!" with a silhouette woman kicking a silhouette rapist really hard in his raping area, and it hurt him alot. So I'm all for that.
It's Been One Week.
My winamp playlist is exactly 7 days, 43 minutes, and 1 second long. And that's the small version for my little laptop HD. So, w00t.
Evidently it's still got a few kinks to work out, but wow.
The Latest Search Terms To Point to my Blog
t'u ching +shampooing
30 Miles to the Gallon
You will be watching this movie after you click this link and one more.
Election Day Specials!
I'm John Kerry and I approved these sandwiches. Actually the first two kinda suck.
I especially like the bit about the cat.
Clever. Read a poem about Lord of the Rings.
You May Have Noticed . . .
Shined My Shoes . . . Again!
New blog! Looks a hell of a lot better than the last one, and a lot more compatible. 100q might not like the coding as much. I wonder when he's gonna finish shedding his pretensions.
Seriously, they look awesome.
Shined My Shoes
Best dime I ever spent, almost.
Son of Mogh
Shakespeare the way Gene Roddenberry intended it.
I have no idea what the rest of this blog's about, but . . . X PRIZE!
18 for 18
That's eighteen pictures for Finbar's eighteenth birthday. now if only he'd grow up and change his bloody damn msn name.
AndrÃ©, the Revolution
I can vote, but, you know, you can't. Bitch.
Nightingales are singing louder these days. It's true. Read the May 14th issue . . . thing, of CBC Radio3 second page, I think. Cool. And I don't usually read cbc radio3. It just kinda happened.
Zeeky Boogy Doo!
Shut up asking questions and go watch it.
Origins of the Universe
Urban Dictionary is a slang dictionary with your definitions. Like Last Thursdayism.
Ask Not What You Can Do For Your Country
"We can't wait to celebrate NASA's out-of-this-world success, and there's no better way to
recognize their giant accomplishments than with free Giant Shrimp for America." ...Davis ended the
letter by writing, "This is one small step for man, and one giant leap for Giant Shrimp."
Why I Love Physics
"Clearly the Earth is the dominant influence on the behavior of the canteloupe"
- my physics textbook, Ch 14: Gravitation. Exam tomorrow.
Like, wtf mates?
Watch This Right Ass Damn Now
You Go Now.
This Side of Paradise
AMORY BLAINE inherited from his mother every trait, except
the stray inexpressible few, that made him worth while. His
father, an ineffectual, inarticulate man with a taste for Byron
and a habit of drowsing over the Encyclopaedia Britannica,
grew wealthy at thirty through the death of two elder brothers,
successful Chicago brokers, and in the first flush of feeling that
the world was his, went to Bar Harbor and met Beatrice
Oâ€™Hara. In consequence, Stephen Blaine handed down to posterity
his height of just under six feet and his tendency to waver
at crucial moments, these two abstractions appearing in his son
Amory. For many years he hovered in the background of his
familyâ€™s life, an unassertive figure with a face half-obliterated
by lifeless, silky hair, continually occupied in â€œtaking careâ€� of
his wife, continually harassed by the idea that he didnâ€™t and
couldnâ€™t understand her.
Y'all asked for it, but is y'all ready
So one shifty landlord later, the Ossington house is virtually out of the running. And I'm sick and lightheaded. But I found 3 other good listings and 2 decent ones to look at, and Dave's got a place on Danforth and Pape to look at. Soon we be doing more tours.
Right now my Mac and cheese done. I go get it.
Got it. Good.
i really am sick, and dizzy, and there's nothing on tv so I"m forced to play video games. Actually, I am wathcing an old western movie with a cowboy, a cripple, a damsel of some kind, and a playwright. It's weird.
But Alyx is getting back tonight at 2am. Tomorrow is a big dinner thing that Andra's coming to, and we're giving Alyx our welcome back present, can't tell you what it is though.
And before I go, I command you all to go see Goodbye Lenin. It will restore your faith in movies, and maybe change how you think about the former East Germany. But mostly, it'll beat the shit out of most other movies you've seen with a big beating stick and leave them in a twitching groaning heap on the pavement.
Sign my guestbook
Waking up early leads to opportunity for more adventure for our hero, me. After a morning of biking around waiting for Cyclepath to open, I was heading home empty-handed (having forgotten my gift certificate at home and not wanting to buy a $60 helmet when I could get it free some other time), and who should I run into but ali walking down the street when I turned off Coxwell.
She saw me when I stopped my bike, and breaks into this big alison smile, says "Hey I never run into you!"
and I'm like "yeah, that's crazy," so we stay and talk a couple minutes and I say we gotta do something with people soon, and she says yeah, maybe sunday, she thinks she's supposed to see chloe then and we might do something with that.
so she goes to catch her bus and I'm biking down the street again when a big thing runs across the road and hides under a parked cab. It's like a squirrel, only four times as big. I put my bike down and start walking around the cab looking under it, which probably the cabbie thought was weird, but who cares? The woodchuck was pretty cool about it, it kept walking from one side of the cab to another and I get a good look at it. Then it decides it's gonna be a ninja and it grabs onto the bottom of the cab and pulls itself up. Like Jackie Chan. So that's pretty cool.
Then I left.
But I wrote a nursery rhyme about my experiences that goes like: "how much woodchuck would ali chuck if ali could chuck woodchuck?" And I attempted to answer this question pictorially, in honor of Leora, as you can see above and to the right.
Now if you'll excuse me, I've got dogs to walk. I'm so free every day. Hope you all watched Zeeky Boogy Doo thing.
Man, I sure was whiny on that last post.
My Intense Dislike of the New Blogger, in Point Form
Having logged on to Blogger today to find that they've dropped this updated version on me like the New Coke, right from the beginning I wasn't too enthused with the altered layout that emphasizes things I don't find important, pushes stuff I do find important out of the way, and seems generally to imitate the look of the MSN Messenger and AOL Chat UIs. It's ugly, in my opinion, but more to the point, there have been some changes to Blogger's structure that affect workflow in some annoying ways. Here's what I find wrong with the new deal, in order of biggest problem to least important.
- Previous posts and the current post typing window are no longer on the same page and not resizable. If I'm typing a post and want to check something I wrote before, I now have to open a new window to do so.
- Old posts are no longer displayed in the Edit Posts window. Only a gramatically buggy snippet, generally insufficient to jog my memory and not representative of the post's presentation, is shown, and you must click to launch a copy of your blog in order to view that post specifically.
- You can't switch between blogs within the edit page like you used to with that neat pull-down menu in the top bar. Instead you have to go back to the Dashboard and choose a different blog. I really, really hate that part.
- A lot of the options previously included in the interface are now hidden and require an extra click.
- The buttons are huge and space is poorly used. The old posting window contained all three of the new posting subwindows in a single interface.
- It just looks stupid. Everything is massive and bubbly. Rounded corners on everything look like the internet four years ago, and this cappuccino color scheme is ugly. I really hate how big the buttons and tabs are, by the way, and I wish you could still resize the windows.
- The whole new window, complete with giant, bubbly-contoured gif, that blinks on while your "publishing is in progress." It's another throwback; the small subtle publish animation from the old blogger looked better, seemed more sophisticated both technically and in terms of style, and didn't necessitate blanking out and reloading the whole damn window.
- That stupid dashboard page deserves a sublist of its own regarding why it's terrible:
- I like to look at blogs in the 'recently published' list if their title catches my eye. Now that list, formerly at the top left side of the page, is at the bottom right, furthest from where my attention would be, and below the lower edge screen. There's no chance of a title accidentally catching my attention, now I have to scroll down to the bottom of the window and deliberately look through the list.
- Speaking of scrolling, formerly just about the only reason to scroll down the blgger front page window was to read old newsposts. All of the options you needed, except links to the FAQ and HELP sections, were at the top of the screen. This was rather elegant. Now you have to scroll down to see the whole navigation menu.
- The look of the body of the page doesn't match up with that dark blue header bar.
- It seems to me they're copying MSN Messenger's, look with this roundness, faded tones, and the shape and layout of the profile section, when they had their own (better?) look already.
- Why does my 'Blogs' window have to be take up such a huge chunk of the screen when it could be tight, small, and readable at one glance, integrated into the nav menu?
- What's with this Blogger Gear crap? Fine, Google wanna have a store. Have you looked at what they're selling? Even if their merchandise were made with the cheapest labor in the world, this still only seems like a good way to lose money.
- This junk about their new look being "geek chic?" You could start by giving the front page a name with some functional significance, instead of "dashboard." Also this crap about "You Power Blogger." Well yay, do I get a cookie? I wish they'd just be honest with us and switch the slogan back. But I'm starting to get picky, really the only issue that matters to me is the brand new mess made of the user interface.
- The bright white background where there used to be gray, as in the template window. Helped underline the separation of content and presentation, something Blogger should appreciate as they brag that their new look is fully css-compliant.
- The Clear Edits button on the template page does what? Seems redundant to me, when you could just leave or reload the template page without saving your changes, thus avoiding the need for yet another giant-sized button.
On the Pros side:
- The Preview feature on the Create a post window is very slick and useful, although it still doesn't display the style of your blog. I also like the post by email.
- It's nice that comments are now hosted by Blog*Spot directly, although I imagine those of you on Haloscan will just stick with them for as long as you can, because you can't import those comments into Blogger (can you)? This doesn't matter to me though, as there will be no comments on this page ever, just the guestbook.
- It is also nice that Blogger wants to conform fully to web standards, though this isn't too surprising now that they're with Google. Although, if they're really so
keen on this, why not offer a better syndication standard than Atom?
Why make the sudden change, anyway? Personally I blame all you people switching to LiveJournal for making 'em think they gotta update the look now and make blogger "hip and easy for the kids." It was way better before. Even so, it still beats the living shit out of LJ.
I Needed to Share This With You
this while looking for trogdor pics for an unrelated reason
That is all.
I was writing a post such as you haven't seen for months, or at least many a week, that would've crushed all this personal junk writing under the weight of several paragraphs sitting unshakeably on top, but something incalculably more important, or even out of reach of being either calculable or not so, came up and I dropped the would've-been entry like a bathtub out of a fourth-storey window. Go do something else with yourself for now.
I Require Nerds Immediately
There's been a lukewarm response to basaaas, from which I can only conclude that you, personally, dear Reader, suck. But not as much as this!
Those of you who care to prove me wrong, please go to http://basaaas.blogspot.com
immediately and join up, which consists of sending me an email telling me what email address you want basaaas stuff to come to.
Regardless, baseball is supposed to happen, but if Dave and me are the only ones who show up, I'll act like it's okay but then I'll go home and cry into my pillow. Plus I'll totally kick Dave's ass (or "arse,"
for the British) in a clever game of one-on-one baseball we shall devise.
So anyway, yeah, go join basaaas. If I didn't email you about it, it's cause I don't have your email address. And if I did email you about it, shame on you, cause once again Dave's the only one who got back to me. No wait, Ben did too. Way to Ben, go.
I realize that there's not gonna be any fiction component in this post, so I'll wrap up quickly. Ben asked me to make his LiveJournal
look not ugly. Currently it is Lord Ugle McGly of Buttshire. I really had to write that, sorry. But anyway, I can't figure out the insane protocols that LJ uses to style pages, instead of plain old xhtml. So if anyone does
understand that crap and feel like redecorating for ben, let me know
and, with his permission, I'll give you his lj password. I also have his social security and credit card numbers, if you want.
And finally, Linus,
or anyone else with Mozilla or some other save-the-internet browser, can you help me make the links bar on the right side (the one with all the other blogs on it) show up in Mozilla? I dun know what's wrong with it.
Oh, and Wesley Crusher
is still a total wanker.
Here Be The Deal
Well, it took some doing, but BASAAAS
is up and working like a good BASAAAS should. For those a yall who wonder, BASAAAS stands for Being All Strong And Awesome And Stuff. We could've called it a running club or an exercise group, but figured that sort of glossed over the real point, which is to be all strong and awesome and stuff. And "buh-sass" sounds better anyway.
This year, the Camping Trip, this baseball game I've been talking about, and pretty much anything else outside is gonna be planned under the auspices of basaaas. I think it'll be a billion times easier than the way things got run last year. Exactly one billion.
The idea is this: on the blog, people will post plans like "Soccer This Wednesday" (along with all the details), and then correspond about those plans, like so: "I can't come until 6 for soccer." The coolest thing about it is any post with a title (ie any important post) automatically shows up on an index on the right, in descending order of date, so it should be easier to keep track of posts.
So the blog becomes a sort of organizational center. Made sense to me. Therefore, everyone who wants into basaaas should be a member of the blog, able to post and all. For this, I need your emails so I can invite you to join. Many of them I already have, but just for the hell of it, email me at andre . bb @ gmail . com (no spaces).
Roight, see yez round.
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