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| Thursday, July 3rd, 2008 |
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There's this meme going around my friendslist and I have no idea where it came from but it's rather fun so I thought I'd join in. On this day in 2007 I was avoiding spoilers for the Dr. Who Season 3 finale and being frustrated by unhelpful spoiler cuts. Also, I see, being a complete failure at replying to comments, which is distressingly common for me. On this day in 2006 I didn't post anything, but on July 1st I was flailing about the completely unexpected level of response to my post on the Slash Closet (hands down the most comments I've ever received on an lj post and I still get occasional comments on it) and when next I posted on June 5th I was still flailing about it. The 5th was a busy day. I also posted two posts worth of SGA kink recs and talked about how much I love commodorified in general and her fabulous post about het and slash and reading for subtext in particular.On this day in 2005 I didn't post anything, but back on the 1st I was sharing music. Specifically, versions of Richard Shindell's "The Ballad of Mary Magdalen". On this day in 2004 I was complaining about work and getting ready to watch Stiff Upper Lips for the first time. On this day in 2003 I didn't post, but on the 7th I made three posts about work, which is probably what I would have done if I had posted on the 3rd. And on this day in 2002 I was a little over 4 months away from creating this journal. |
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I'm a n00b. I have 2 pictures of my cat, Sophie.  
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Giant rasta to his dick: Man, I know one thing for sure, I ain't needing no more to drink tonight! I'm trying to enjoy my night with you, Woody. Woody? Woody? You awake, Woody? Man, I needs me one of them diamond pills already? |
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Hello! I've been lurking for ages but never posting until this picture happened... This is my cat, Severian... and if you "get" the name, I guess you get a gold star... anyhow, I swear on the very tubes that comprise this interweb, I Photoshopped nothing into this aside from the text. That's his tongue. Really. 
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So it's the Independence Day weekend, which means three days of having fun, not working, and finding great ways to fill your time. Well... what about Cleveland? I'm sure you're now wondering "what ABOUT Cleveland?" and making weird raspberry noises with your lips. But hey... I got three reasons you want to be in Cleveland Saturday night: 1. The Chamber AND the Phantasy, open on two floors with lots of space, lots of dancefloor, lots of booze and people. There's a reason I head south from Toronto monthly to be in Cleveland on a Saturday night. The crowd knows how to make a high energy, fun frickin' dancefloor. While I've seen some good dancefloors, I've yet to find another city where it's consistently a great time, no matter how big the crowd. The dancefloor always has more people on it than are standing around it. 2. The vendors that'll be there. Clothing, leather work, fetish gear... all sorts of wonderful little goodies to spend your money on. AND on onsite darkling specific thrift shop. Instead of hunting through tons of used stuff looking for that treasure, here's a shop where it's ALL pre-loved wonders. Me, I AM bringing extra money this time for a few things. 3. The line up. Resident DJ Cryotek, a man who knows what he's doing. DJ 1.5 of Missile Command, a guy who knows music from all the angles! Orobol DJ, who has played all over Cleveland. SpinMistress Batty, a legendary person and incredible manipulator of music who has been heard in all places from bowling alleys to dark club corners. DJ Wednesday all the way from Los Angeles, bringing that west coast flavour for the local angels. And finally myself, Th'Elf, from Toronto, a guy who likes doing things with music [things which are legal in SOME states]. Classic and retro goth, industrial and ebm downstairs and upstairs there'll be new, powerful, dark electronic, synthpop, industrial and techno. So something for everyone. So why not head to Cleveland on Saturday. Hell, if nothing else, come say hello to me and I will honestly be more than pleased to meet you. |
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Meme time again. Reply with whatever song(s) (or mix(es), or album(s), or artist(s), or DJ(s)) you associate with me, if any; if you have a specific reason, I'd be interested in knowing that too. |
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 Credit for the pic orwellian_trash and for the text spencer_matoSource |
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Dear Out Magazine, Thank you for reminding me how awesome my fandom is twice in one week. Please to remain the All Bandom All the Time Channel?? fannishly yours, Cat Dear Gabe Saporta, OMG ILU and you should be all serious and thinky more often. ♥ x infinity. flailingly yours, Cat In non-letter format (and what's up with that, I never do that??), thing I keep meaning to mention in case people don't know about it: Out.com has an awesome blog, Popnography which is full of bandom-y goodness pretty much all the time. They're sort of in love with just about all the FBR bands and I totally recommend adding the syndicated feed to your friendslist. |
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Mom: You're not cooking anymore. You're awful. |
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Or at least, soul_diaspora and I have solved our hunger, thanks to a visit with her parents to that bastion of Southern classics, the Cracker Barrel. Starting at the biscuits and continuing right through to the end of dessert, we went right past "OM NOM NOM" and on into "MWOF MWOF MWOF". Fed now. Sleep soon. Maybe movie between: soul_diaspora acquired a DVD of National Lampoon's Summer Vacation.Did I mention that when I take holidays from work, I aim really high on the culture scale? |
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Bush: "If I repeat things, they MUST be true!" Courts: "You're an idiot. Go fuck yourself." |
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| "The village people called, and they want you to GO KILL YOURSELF, YOU PRANCY BASTARD! Sheesh, this place has gone to hell in a ham sandwich" | ||||
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Detective #1: Hurry up, we have a DOA! |
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Dear Professional Wedding Photographers: I will share my thoughts in the process of trying to track down services for my own wedding, in the hope that they will help you attract more and better customers in the future. Firstly, when looking for photographers online, I'm looking for price quotes first, not examples of your work. You may be exceptionally proud of all of it. Great. You may be the most qualified, most talented wedding photographer on the planet and you may take pictures that make insusceptible persons weep, but that's the furthest thing from relevant if I can't afford you. You're an artist, I'm an artist too, and I'm not going to both insult you and waste our time by asking you to work for less than you're worth. From the moment I arrive at your website, you have about ninety seconds for me to find your rates. If I am forced to sit through your annoying-ass flash intro, I cut that down to fifty seconds. You lose another ten seconds for foisting music upon me in places other than slideshows, and another twenty if that music is anything that was produced by David Foster. You do the math. If I cannot locate your pricing, either because talking in specifics about money is too gauche for your delicate and precious widdle artistic sensibilities or because you've buried it under eleventymillion layers of execrable, RAM-consuming web design, I will look elsewhere and you will be out of a potential customer. If you think your bio/statement of purpose singles you out as being more professional, more committed, more sincere, more whatever, take a look at any random ten photographers' web sites other than your own. Note that they all say the same damned thing, pretty much on a sentence-by-sentence basis. Retool accordingly. If I have to wonder whether you're a native speaker of English because the grammar and syntax on your site is practically burning my eyes, I don't care if you're the freakin' Botticelli of the telephoto lens, I'm probably not going to hire you. Also, this is just an opinionated, stylistic quibble, but if more than 20% of your photos are shot with the horizon at about a 30 degree angle, I start to feel a little seasick. When I look at my wedding photographs, "NAUSEA" is not the first thing that I want to think about. No Love, Mollyzilla |
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this is how lame i am: i saw him sitting in the corner the other day, and the caption popped into my head, but the camera was dead. so i got a new battery, and kept an eye out, and as soon as he got back into the corner... moar funny pictures :D |
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I referred to how once I figured out the problem and solved it, the reports server would be calling *me* Master. It turns out the problem was caused by my putting restraints on the web server, and the reports server didn't know the safeword. I have since commanded the webserver to satisfy any request the reports server makes. Both will comply with my directives. |
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 lol, found that on my funny cat photo gadget on my google home page. |
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Woman: Do you have any books on violins? |
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It was exactly one year ago that I made my first post (which is located here). To commemorate my anniversary on ![[info]](http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} cat_macros/LiveJournal, I'm posting this homemade gem that quotes a David Gilmour song:
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We have safely arrived in Virginia. Our layover in Chicago was whittled down from a comfortable 2-hour lunch break to a 15-minute brisk walk, so we're hungry, but aside from that, the trip went smoothly. I did have a few concerns about the Embraer's landing gear making funny noises on the second leg, but it held up okay on the landing. We didn't even get too much hassle at the luggage inspection point, although the fellow operating the X-ray machine for our suitcase did have to check with his supervisor about something. |
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i didnt expect such a kicking for a couple of small grammar mistakes!
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Hunting around for more wedding foo. And getting rather frustrated. Part of it's that booking services is a pain when you're 100-plus miles away. It doesn't help that my folks can't decide whether they're more uncomfortable with the idea that Hil's two sets of folks are interested in basically funding the wedding in even thirds (tradition dictates that the bride's parents pay for most of the wedding; As said tradition is a holdover from dowry-giving and from the view of weddings as an economic transaction wherein the bride is a commodity for which the groom and the bride's parents negotiate, I don't care to keep it) or with the fact that the average prices for our two big-deal services, catering and photography, are not negligible. I'm not interested in spending wads of money on the neurotic-self-assertion-special-of-the-m ::headdesk:: |
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Guy walking small dog: It's crazy that we live so close to each other and I never see you. |
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| It’s a hot Dallas afternoon and I’m staring out a southeast corner window inside the former Texas School Book Depository building. Sixty feet down and roughly a hundred and fifty feet away, white Xs painted in the middle of Elm Street mark the spots where two 6.5 millimeter rifle bullets ... | ||||||
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Also someone in my office killed my cow! Or tried to, foolish mortal. The cow was upside down when I came back to my desk just now. The goldfish crackers were right side up. I will find out who is responsible for this atrocity .... and forbid them from eating cows for the rest of their miserable existence! |
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From one of the comments on this article: "Quebec made celebrating St-Jean Baptiste (Provincial holiday) mandatory on 24 June regardless of the day it falls during the week. Last week it fell on a Tuesday and that was the official day off. (If it falls on a weekend then companies decide on Friday or Monday as a day off). Canada should do the same." Mostly because of the way the phrasing implies that Canada and Quebec are separate entities. In other news Comment to con_girl: I didn't think it was worth trying - it blew up my web browser. But I'm glad you found whatever the wordle thing was entertaining.Alphabet Soup: I'm at D. For Daleks. Mmmm, daleks. Work: I hate weird nitpicky errors in the reports server that I can't track. I'll find it, oh yes. And then the reports server will call *me* Master. Believe me, it will. Dreams: I need to post about two odd dreams. From Monday actually, but thought about enough because I have mentally blogged about it even if typing/pen has not touched paper yet. Gaming: I found the Kingsburg java AI game. It sucked away a couple of hours last night that did not get spent doing post-cottage laundry. |
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A Filipino teenager who came to New York so doctors could perform surgery to untwist her severely clubbed feet took her first unaided steps Wednesday in pink-and-white sneakers — the first shoes she's ever worn.Story here, and more photos here. |
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Project Valkyrie TIME: 25 min. DISTANCE: 3.0 mi. TOTAL: 6.0 mi. NOTES: Got up to 8 mph, but couldn't sustain it. 7 mph is pretty much where I stick. SHIRE-RECKONING: We have crossed The Water. So while I row to Mordor, I'm listening to Masterpieces of the Imaginative Mind: Literature's Most Fantastic Works--or perhaps I should say kibbitzing. (Repeat after me: "Fiction with scientific principles in it is not Science Fiction." NOTHING YOU DO TO IT can make "The Pit and the Pendulum" science fiction, no matter how beautifully the idea slots into your argument.) Professor Rabkin earned my wrath very early on by asserting that Hamlet's meeting with the Ghost is in the first scene of Hamlet (Act I, scene v, thank you very much), and, well, honestly, I'm a pedant. I nitpick. If you're going to quote "The Walrus and the Carpenter," or "Jabberwocky," you should be able to quote it correctly. If you're going to make a foray into biography and talk about Lewis Carroll's intense fondness for small children, get your details right. Because it's not all small children. Carroll did not like little boys and said so in his letters. His adoration was given to little girls. Which maybe matters and maybe doesn't (that's why this is a nitpick), but if you can dig up the details about his nude photographs of children and why he destroyed them, you could surely find this. Also the great Victorian photographer is Julia Margaret Cameron, not Margaret Julia Cameron. The devil is in the details. |
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Canada ranks second last in dealing with global warming among G8 - Only the US scored lower. How to make gerbils (and maybe humans) smarter - A recent study correlated increased brain synapse activity with ingesting a combination of choline (found in eggs) and either UMP (found in beets) or DHA (found in fish oils). More sex may lead to less erectile dysfunction - A recent study indicated that men who had intercourse less than once each week had twice the incidence of erectile dysfunction than those who did it at least once each week. Although the relationship is correlational and not causal, just to be safe men should have sex often as "preventative medicine". Mars soil bake test may be its last - or at least that is how NASA scientists are treating it. They don't know how likely it is for another of the ovens to experience a short circuit so they are treating each use as potentially the last time they can use the instrument. Google must hand over Youtube logs to Viacom - The logs contain the login ID and IP addresses of Youtube users, leading privacy groups to cry foul. Viacom is currently suing Google for $1 billion(US), alleging that Google didn't do enough to prevent users from posting copyright material. Firefox sets a record: officially - Firefox 3.0 was downloaded 8,002,530 times, making it an official world record for the most downloads of a single software package in a 24 hour period. |
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Autonomous underwater vehicles (AUVs) are becoming more sophisticated and are revolutionising oceanography. But powering them is problematic. Having the robots feed on plankton is one idea, but simply having them recharge underwater without human input would cut the costs of attending boats and crew, and is a more near-term solution. In principle, a docking AUV could recharge its batteries, download the data it has collected during its mission, and upload new mission plans all at once. But conventional electrical contacts are fraught with problems underwater, says a team funded by the Office of Naval Research in Arlington, Virginia, US. Saltwater can corrode metal contacts, and growths of algae and other marine life can appear on exposed metal in just 10 days. So Robert Coulson and colleagues have designed a wireless energy transfer system – a strong magnetic field made by the docking station induces a current in a part of the AUV to charge its batteries. The dock could be installed in a remote area costly to reach by ship. Read the full wireless underwater robot recharger patent application. Justin Mullins, New Scientist consultant |
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Robot sub recharger Autonomous underwater vehicles (AUVs) are becoming more sophisticated and are revolutionising oceanography. But powering them is problematic. Having the robots feed on plankton is one idea, but simply having them recharge underwater without human input would cut the costs of attending boats and crew, and is a more near-term solution. In principle, a docking AUV could recharge its batteries, download the data it has collected during its mission, and upload new mission plans all at once. But conventional electrical contacts are fraught with problems underwater, says a team funded by the Office of Naval Research in Arlington, Virginia, US. Saltwater can corrode metal contacts, and growths of algae and other marine life can appear on exposed metal in just 10 days. So Robert Coulson and colleagues have designed a wireless energy transfer system – a strong magnetic field made by the docking station induces a current in a part of the AUV to charge its batteries. The dock could be installed in a remote area costly to reach by ship. Read the full wireless underwater robot recharger patent application. |
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Old Joke about a friends Man Coon cat (found the pic on net): Call Him  Forest Cat Src |
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Thanks to the amazing power of Google Translate, you can now read this story about the US election taking place in Norway. It is remarkable not only for its content, but because the word rendered by Google Translate as "Hell" is actually Kvinesdal, a place name here on the south coast of Norway with an extreme country & western culture. I am not giving any feedback to Google to report this error. I also cordially invite you to look around the page and enjoy the fruits of the planet's leading machine intelligence. While this means my miso soup cooking catgirl robot is still far away, it does wonders for my employment prospects. |
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