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The gnus manual is the epitome of dry humor. #
My nightstand reading pile has reached dangerous heights.
Uilleann pipes at Goranson Farm on Maple Syrup Sunday
I feel ripped off that the Brazillians get this version of Knizia's Modern Art and I got crappy Metal Lite. Wth?
Fictional characters created by my daughter this week: Sockjaw [unpronounceable], Bison Beastie, and Meanie Jaweenie [spelling uncertain]. #
Should I feel guilty that the first thing I thought when I saw Sheril Kirshenbaum's picture on The Intersection was, "wow, she's hot"? #
er, let's try that again ... damn mini buffer. #
Should I feel guilty that the first thing I thought when I saw #
@CalebXanadu Actually, I'm finding that's infinitely more true of facebook than of twitter. #
What's the emacs command for backspace. Oh, right it's backspace. Wtf, is wrong with me this morning? #
M-x donuts! That's awesome.
Elin and Ingrid
Elin babysitting--literally
Does this outfit make me look fatuous? #
Things in my office: piles and piles of paper, empty water bottle, empty kleenex boxes, broken shoelaces. Books. Half forgotten dreams. #
@austonianb hookers? #
"Dad, when [grandma] sleeps on a log, or a frog, I just don't do those things; I like to comb my hair and be my own person instead." #
AIM
- eclipsic: I get sick of setting non-standard settings that I always use—like fucking scrollbars on a memo box. Why is that not fucking standard!?
- mazirian: People are scroll averse?
- mazirian: Whereas you just scroll with it.
- mazirian: You’re my scroll model!
- eclipsic: Someday I’m going to set you on fire and you’re going to beg me to piss on you to put you out…
- eclipsic: …and I’m going to remember days like this and I’m going to say, “I don’t have to go right now; see me in an hour.”
- eclipsic: But I’ll be lying, because I’ll really have to go.
- eclipsic: I’d just rather watch you burn than piss on you.
- mazirian: I’ll just stop, drop and scroll!
- eclipsic: I hate you…
Bizarrely, I just saw a bunch of kids playing cricket in the parking lot of the Holiday Inn on Route One in Freeport (Maine). #
Caffeine, alcohol, sugar and dairy are the four horseman of my own personal apocalypse. #
Whisper is a would be successor to Hobix.
Hot off the neurons: I was standing outside a door with a plaque on it that read (read on...)