Saturday, August 27, 2005
Thursday, August 25, 2005
Genius
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Thursday, August 18, 2005
Funny haha
There was a young man of Milan
Whose poems, they never would scan;
When asked why it was,
He said, `It's because
I always try to get as many words into the last line as I possibly can'.
-anonymous
Well I cracked up when I saw this on a tutorial site for a command line based editor for Unix Operating Systems called vi, for those who don't know. And for those who really have no idea what I'm on about, I've just been manually replacing things on a test based system without the use of a mouse! It's not fun I can tell you that!
So coming across this I absolutely cacked it, which probably shows the state of mind that I am currently in.
Circle appropriateLong live limericks!
a) needs to get out
b) nuts
c) insane
d) beyond psychiatric help
I absolutely love limericks! :) I think they are very clever, quirkly little things because they fit inside a specified pattern, easy to come up with, but hard to create intelligent and witty lines also!
So go on, come up with one on any topic at all and post it as a comment!
Touché ;)
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Wednesday, August 17, 2005
Old MacDonald had a...
What’s wrong with driving to work and listening to the radio? It’s when you’re trying to find a radio station with a cheapo device that only has reset and search forward buttons, that’s what! I think something (possibly the overworked cheapo radio) is trying to tell me to get off my lazy bum and get back on it to think of a way to install an actual radio for the car!
The car that I’m driving to work has had it’s old radio nicked by some druggie who broke in and took the speakers and everything :( but that was ages ago, so the car’s been without auditory usefulness for quite sometime. So I’m stuck with this radio shaped like cute little chicken with a massive pole stuck through its skull. It’s looks quite cute, yet freaky and it probably attributes to why people in other cars look at me strangely as I pass them by holding up a yellowish object screaming at it TO STICK TO THE SAME FRIGGIN' RADIO STATION YOU #$@&*^$@!$! ARGHAHGRH!
Every time some truck passes by it gets confused and changes stations. Every time you pass a house somewhat closer to the road than others, it gets confused and changes stations. Every time you shuffle in your seat it gets confused and puts you to some Italian SBS culture radio station where you can some how tell that they’re talking about the latest break up of some non English speaking stars on the other side of the globe. And I do think Matteo Marzotto is much better with Vanessa Incontrada, thank you very much.
But I don’t want that! It’s driving me (hehe, driving) insane!
Come on you must have laughed at that driving pun because driving to work is fun! (It’s the attack of the lame puns… somebody shoot me)
Can’t you see what it’s turning me into! Deep breaths, 1… 2… 3… Hmmm…
Well I’ll enjoy more of my ride when I do finally manage put a radio into the car. I think there’s one lying around the house somewhere. From my recollection I think it blew up the last time we tried to put it in, and it didn’t end up working. But that has to work this time right? And if it doesn’t work then maybe I’ll just stick the antenna through it and shape it like another farm animal.
Maybe a pig or something ;)
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Wednesday, August 10, 2005
My attempt at tissue engineering.
Yes, sad I know. And yes, it's made out of a tissue. Punch me the next time you see me. But not so hard ok? I was trying to cheer up Ally all the way across the other side of the world in summery old London town, compared to the 10 degrees C here in Melb! Friggin' just snow will ya! Otherwise the coldness was just a waste of time!
As you can see, it's that big bad blue book there that I'd trying to get away from, but I can't quite get away far enough. Not even if I myself was on the other side of the world too.
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