Bloglet, the gentleman's mock turtle soup -- Moss made it sweeter than myrrh ash and dhoup
I'm all wound up. It's disconcerting. But I ain't complaining. Nohow.
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10:46:52 AM,Wednesday 11 February 2004
Oof. Consciousness, you suck.
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12:30:08 AM,Wednesday 11 February 2004
I wanted to blog this, but then remembered I already had. So a link will have to do. Now it'll be gone from my head and plague me no more. Here's hoping, anyway.
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07:00:18 PM,Tuesday 10 February 2004
I'm wearing a Tibetan shirt. It's sort of a muted iridescent purple. It's got a fairly high vertical collar, like a serf's or a parson's, and buttons on the right shoulder, under the right armpit, and on the right hip. I like it, and wonder why I never really wore it much before. I've had it for years and years.
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03:35:54 PM,Tuesday 10 February 2004
Dude, I just went to the health food store with my mom and found the awesomest quarterly kids' magazine ever.
On the cover: "Would you have been a good Spartan? Take our quiz and find out!"
A representative question:
"2. You just stole a fox from a farmer and are about to be caught by an adult do you
a) let the fox go and try to run away
b) let the fox go and try to explain yourself
c) stick the fox under your cloak and talk to your superiors while ignoring it biting your stomach"
[sic, btw]
And it's got a "kind, little, flucorder-playing wombat"! And there's naked Archimedes booty action! And it's got a Socrates boardgame, like the one I made in 5th grade -- only in this one he's drinking "Hemlock-a-Cola"! And and and... I'm sorry. I'm getting a little excited.
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07:11:35 PM,Monday 9 February 2004
Th' unworthy suitor stops to think
"But what if I should forge this link?
Tie up the knot, ensnare the grouse?
What if I chain me to my house,
and to the weary working wage
that snaps at youth and overhastens age?"
He is not wise in simile.
Too commonplace these comfort-seekers be.
And so, well sent is your contumely.
His fellow here, not meek but rash,
Will stumble into tanglement and plash
About in love as if it were
A gazing pool. But then he will demur
When scanty depths, warmed through by day,
Will see the evening spoil his play.
And when the shade advances in,
He will confuse this love with shame and sin
And thereby extricate his sodden shin.
The temperance of selfishness
Makes tiresome work of a divine caress.
So, greediness of pleasure sours
The harmony of slow-unfurling hours.
But who, then, slow but brave of foot
Will cast the seed and wait to tug the root
And then, when time has made it fast,
Will revel in his luxury at last?
He is not here; his patience is too vast.
(props to Johnny for the meter)
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12:15:54 PM,Monday 9 February 2004
{Sneerk}
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04:31:06 AM,Monday 9 February 2004
O noste paire
que sies ceu
toun noum se santifique!
toun regne nous avengue!
adavau ta voulanta se fague
coume adamount!
On a not terribly related note, Flying Ghoti rules.
On a totally freakin' unrelated note, my mom just noticed the see-through frog-with-guts Julia gave me for Christmas and, on the basis of her having given and my proudly displaying same, pronounced "[us] guys" to be "weird". Well, flum on her, 'cause I love that little bastid.
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03:39:27 PM,Sunday 8 February 2004
Bs pbhefr, vg punatrf nyy gur gvzr, ohg zl snibevgr cneg bs n jbzna gurfr qnlf vf gur ovg evtug ng gur vagrefrpgvba bs nezcvg, oernfg, naq fubhyqre. Evtug gurer.
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02:27:34 PM,Sunday 8 February 2004
"I declare to my antimacassar if you took up a straw from the bloody floor and if you said to Bloom: Look at, Bloom. Do you see that straw? That's a straw. Declare to my aunt he'd talk about it for an hour so he would and talk steady."
I know what it's like to be Bloom sometimes.
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11:40:31 AM,Sunday 8 February 2004
One more advantage to keeping nocturnal hours: I stood on top of the interstate overpass and squawled out the whole eleven minutes of "Parto, Parto" for all I was worth, and I didn't get arrested. Try doing that when it's not three in the morning.
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11:39:15 AM,Sunday 8 February 2004
I'm sitting here on the edge of the bathtub, one hand holding the toothbrush, other one on the keyboard. Yes, I am blogging from the bathroom. Just, uh... thought I'd mention it.
(WOOOOOO!)
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02:59:22 AM,Sunday 8 February 2004
Life is brilliant.
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12:26:16 PM,Saturday 7 February 2004
Musical Illusions. (Haven't checked 'em out yet, so I don't know if they're any good. One of those I'll-look-at-it-later linky things.)
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11:52:41 PM,Friday 6 February 2004
Stale blue gummi sharks!
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11:13:21 AM,Friday 6 February 2004
Scratched, bleeding, screamed at, kicked at, hair pulled, shoulder punched, and not smelling very good. A little sad. It wasn't like this before.
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10:05:52 AM,Wednesday 4 February 2004
"It's sort of... Middlesex meets Ender's Game -- in church!"
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11:10:59 PM,Tuesday 3 February 2004
I wasn't gonna do this, but then I realized that the maps on the other blogs were pretty interesting, so wotthehell wotthehell...
T.I.A.I.L.W.: Susanne Rosenberg. 'Cause she sent me an email this morning! {swooning}
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12:12:39 AM,Tuesday 3 February 2004
Yes, yes, another music post. Arrrgh! But this one's not classical music, at least. Small favors. Did you ever play Super Metroid on the SNES? I didn't. I played the NES original until my eyeballs frizzled, but I didn't get an SNES until it was ten years obsolete, and by then there weren't any Super Metroid cartridges around for the picking. Boo hoo. But I have played it on emulator! And, boy, what a smashing game it is. Unfortunately, the emulator's music synthesizer left a lot to be desired, so I mostly played it while listening to audiobooks like Flowers for Algernon, Gaudy Night, and Tipping the Velvet (No, I still haven't beaten the damn thing yet. Might have to find a walkthrough one of these days.). I've recently found it strange that, though I'm a professed and nostalgic enthusiast of video game music, and listen to it more often than's good for me, I mute most of the actual video games I play these days and listen to books or my own music instead. Sometimes because the music itself is just lame (the GBA SP in particular, though a fantastic little device, ain't too capable in that regard), but usually because I play the game in service of the soundtrack, if you know what I mean; I'm too fidgety to just sit down, close my eyes, and appreciate music or words by themselves. I have to be doing something, walking or cleaning or whatever engages my fingers and my eyes so that my mind is free to pay attention. So video games are perfect for that. Wow, I've said it all before, and this is a pointless preamble to the link. Ignore all the preceding, awright? Super Metroid is a great game, it's got great music, and it's just worth listening to, whether you're playing along at the time or not. Some studs have put together their own skillful remixes of the entire soundtrack to Super Metroid, and called it "Relics of the Chozo". It's sort of ambient/fuzz-grunge/techno or something. What do I know? I like it. It's in Ogg Vorbis, unfortunately, so unless you have one of the shiny new portable digital audio players, you can't take it with you. But Winamp handles it just fine. Just... stop listening to me and listen to it, for the love of Samus.
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11:46:16 PM,Monday 2 February 2004