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Wednesday, September 13, 2000 |
Buddyhead.com's Hobo of the month
I am convinced, after reading this, that most stories like in the bible were probablly transmitted from one hobo to another before someone finally wrote them down. People like Homer were just hobos. |
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Tuesday, September 12, 2000 |
Telecrappies is this weird Charlie McCarthy meets Frank Rizzo meets Teletubbies thing. I has a self-animated cursing dummy and teletubbies in it. -- Thanks, dozr from a.d.p ...
Damn.. I was going to hook something up last night, but I was so sure I would remember it by the next day that I figured I would put it off... was it the official Yahoo Serious homepage, which is suprisingly pretty cool... (I really am a big Yahoo Serious fan and I really am very very excited about seeing his new movie, Mr. Accident, which comes out pretty soon. Can't wait to see the Sydney Egg House. But of course it won't come to Augusta. Is all of this still in a parenthesis?) No... that wasn't what I was going to link up... It was something else.. I'll think of it... |
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Monday, September 11, 2000 |
SKETCHZILLA.COM is so cool..! Basically you can plug in any image or words you want. Kind of like hypertext graffiti... As you can see I have spent a bit of time there... ;) | ||
Sunday, September 10, 2000 |
Damn funny when the W burns out and the sign says AFFLE HOUSE hahaha! oh that gets me everytime...
I just got a CB, it was my dads old CB and he gave it to me, I just have to find a power cord that fits the plug in the back so I'm gonna head down to the truck stop and git one so I can be all breaker-breaker-one-nine-ten-four-and-all-that-hammerdown-rabbitears-shit..! Won't that be the shit?! |
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Friday, September 8, 2000 |
Here are some cool sites:
Seussville -- Lots of cool games and stuff, pretty big Doctor Seuss site, I bet its cool to check out when you are high. Web Cam Search -- Just a whole lotta links to Webcams, which is something that I like. The Empty Bowl -- Back before I quit consuming dairy products I used to eat a lot of cereal. Here is a cool zine devoted to what might be the worlds most perfect food (if you don't put milk on it)... Anonymizer Analysis -- This will show you everything a website can find out about you just from when you enter a website c/o the Anonymizer, which is a cool website that you can use to surf anonymously. |
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Thursday, September 7, 2000 |
Well, one more day until I leave for Illinois...
...the apprehension is killing me. To help pass the time, I uploaded a vast supply of artwork, photos, and images to my website. You can check out the dumping ground here. Feel free to download whatever you want. |
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Tuesday, September 5, 2000 |
I'm not sure what www.lowpass.net is all about but if the rest of the site is as good as this stuff, then they are worth exploring.
What we have here is a great way to threaten those jack-booted thugs behind the web pirating (and therefore cool as frozen crap stuck to a snowman)(?) Napster program that forces college kids, often at gunpoint, to download the latest nine inch nails song before it hits the stores. Can I get an "Arrrrr, Matey!" Well, if you (and everyone including indigenous peoples in third world countries) wonder what we, the few, the poor, the penniless, and without lawyer, can do to quell the menace that is unrestricted access to Eminem freestyles, then do the American thing: Threaten the bastards with a helpful multiple choice form. Here you go! Have fun! |
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Monday, September 4, 2000 |
Well crap...
It rained all weekend so we didn't go to the lake (the rain was only one of the myrid reasons). However I hung out with Chuck and we watched Evil Dead and some MST3K and stuff and had a pretty good time just hanging out together like the good old days. Mildred was in and out over the weekend but I was able to sit him down long enough to make him watch From Dusk Till Dawn and Wild Things which was cool considering the horrid weather and my near depression over the last few week's events (I got screwed by the phone company, the land lady who lost our rent check, and my webpage host which decided to shut down my site for lack of payment despite the fact that I was never notified it was due, just to name a few). However, I have a nine (!) day vacation with the family starting next Saturday (so don't expect much in the way of updates from this cowpoke)(but Mildred will be here as usual to keep you posted on what's what and what's not and whatnot)(so there)(and stuff)(yeah). I look forward to using my new digital camera to take photos of the vast and extensive fields of corn that smother Illinois and bring back lots of tales of adventure and intrigue. Of course I still have four days of work to drudge through first. |
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Thursday, August 31, 2000 |
It really bugs me about online news paper/agencies, whatever you wanna call, them like MSNBC. But I must forgive, they come from another generation. Let me give you an example. Here is a story that MSNBC did about this guy that released a fake report on this company, Emulex, that said a bunch of bad stuff about the company, so that the stock price would fall (which it did, about 50%). So, anyways, the guy got caught and all is well for the company. (check out the article just for the picture, the guy looks like a serial killer.) Now you would think that MSNBC (the bastion of online newspapers) would have a link to the text of the original hoaxed press release, but they don't. Why? Is it ignorance? I don't think so. I think it is arrogance. News, after nearly two centuries of refining their profession, can not imagine that there is more to a story other than what they are reporting. They think that the story ends where the last period in the article ends. This is the typical linear thinking that permeates the new medium, left over from the old mediums. These companies are trying to make the internet fit the old paradigms, but it isn't working. Marshall McLuhan once said something along the lines of "we will attempt to make the new mediums do the job of the old..." And he is right. The internet is not a television, a radio, a cd-player, a newspaper, a vcr, or a book. The internet is the internet.
Anyways... I started up a new weblog, I Love Big Brother, and It is going rather well now. It is mostly links to sites, news and whatnot of interest to the libertarian crowd. I has a pretty good set of links, and I am pretty proud of the design. Check it out at: bigbrother.pitas.com |
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Wednesday, August 30, 2000 |
Pissed off again. Our phones got cut off and won't be on again until thursday. Sigh. The plagues of bachelor life.
Also, I wasn't able to watch it, but my buddy Dave taped the Source Awards so I can view the crap that went on. Violence broke out during filming so most of the awards were not aired. Yeah, that sucks. On the other hand, Eminem won the award for best lyrics over Lil Wayne, which is good inasmuch as Lil Wayne and the rest of Cash Money blows. Yep. That three day weekend is looking more and more inviting every day. |
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Monday, August 28, 2000 |
Wierd poorly designed site selling stuff bear animals. But they get an A for effort. Just really strange, takes a long time to load too. Oh yeah, all the bears are saved, too. www.holybears.com
I just sent an email off to Austin Rhodes. I hope he reads it, but I'm sure he won't. He doesn't read the ones where he knows I am right. I might have to start posting all the emails I send him. I would post them on the forum on his website, but it doesn't work. I sent him an email about that and asked him when it was going to be fixed, and he said he wasn't going to get it fixed because he wants people to call into the show and talk to him instead of posting on the forum. I guess he figured the whole purpose of the forum was to have his listeners talk to him and not to other listeners. I was in the lab on the third floor in the library, working on a computer and John Mac was there with me working on a different computer and I was talking about forums and whatnot and talking about Austin Rhodes' forum and his website in general. I was pretty much commenting on how his website sucked and how the forum would never update when this guy across the row looked at me and asked me, "Are you talking about Austin Rhodes' website?" "Well, yeah I was." "You sayin' it sucks?" "um, yeah." "My mom designed his website." Well it was pretty awkward, the guy was pretty big and tough looking and looked pretty mad that I had insulted his mother's website (and by virtue, insulted his mother.) Well... I think I just kinda shrugged it off or something, he didn't beat me up or anything. |
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Monday, August 28, 2000 |
Here's an urban legend for you. The fact comes first, though. The Air Force has this gun that fires chickens. It does. It really does. Not as an offensive weapon ("Incoming! Gibblets at three o'clock!") but for safety tests. Here's something you probably didn't want to know about air flight: air flight kills birds. That's right, as you're casually drifting along in the friendly skies, eating your salted peanuts and drinking water in a cheap, plastic glass and watching your inflight movie (Fearless), outside the plane it's genocide on a grand scale. A mighty plane belching fire and smoke from its furious engines or whirling blades of doom that slice through sparrows and crows reducing them to bloody lumps of feathers. Okay, maybe I'm exaggerating a wee bit here, but suffice it to say that throughout the history of modern aviation, several birds have met their untimely demise by way of airplane.
Anyway, one of the most sensitive and fragile parts of an airplane is the windshield (I'm certain there's some technical name for it, but since I don't know or forgot, I'll let you dream one up for me) and a collision with a bird at high speed could kill people if we don't have strong glass to protect them. So, the Air Force invented a gun that shoots chickens at airplanes to simulate a collision and test their products. That's the fact. Here's the urban legend. A local airline company decides this is a great thing to do, that is, testing your airplanes for bird resistance, so they ask the Air Force to borrow one of the guns. The Air Force obliges (I guess, as we shall see, forgetting to include the instruction manual). Just then, the airline safety people realize, "Oops! We don't have any chickens!" (You'd be surprised how often this happens.) So they do the next best thing. They go to the supermarket and purchase the aforementioned chickens. Once they've acquired the proper ammunition, they proceed to test the first plane, usually one of the best of their fleet (I say usually because I've heard variations on this story). They load up the poultry, take aim square at the plane, and fire. The chicken shoots like a bullet straight through the glass, out the cabin, and tears through several plush seats inside the plane itself before stopping. The airline freaks out! How could they have gone this long with such unsafe aircraft!? They call up the Air Force. Here comes the punchline... The Air Force politely asks: "Did you thaw out the chickens before you fired them?" which of course they did not. Ha ha ha. Anyway, chicken guns are real and so here's a great link to prove it: chicken gun Okay, now that you've seen chickens fired from guns, it's time to write a bad haiku about it (I know it's a horrible segue, but come on... it's hard to follow a chicken gun. In fact, I think the phrase "It's hard to follow a chicken gun" would make a great line to include in your next report to your boss. Be sure to mention "thawing."). Well, once you've written a bad haiku about shooting chickens at airplanes (and everyone should), you can submit it to www.badhaiku.com which is entertaining indeed. Bad haiku. Chicken gun. Are these good band names or what? Have a wonderful day! |
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Sunday, August 27, 2000 |
I am just plain pissed off tonight. First, I tried to lay down some scratches on some of our songs but my mixer's fader is completely fuzzed out (the fader is the switch that fades between turntables, but as you use it to fade out the sound, causing the good tricks like crabs and transforms, you slowly wear out the fader until it starts to make fuzzy noises as it is moved, hence the term "fuzzed" out). As if that's not enough, I'm stuck in a difficult level of Half Life (the "Forget About Freeman" level just plain sucks), and that's making me want to quit playing entirely. Top that off with the fact that I accidentally saved over my really cool Music Match list with this other list I was making a tape out of.
Anyway... it's not been a good night, but I have a nine day vacation preceded by a Labor Day Weekend trip to the lake in store. |
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Saturday, August 26, 2000 |
Well, I haven't updated in a while. I have been working on other things like drinking beer in pubs. Yes, I went to a pub last night and got really sloshed, and then I think I went to the soul bar, and then I think I came home, but I think I went back to the soul bar, and then back to the pub, and then I think I ended up in Waffle House. I vaguely remember meeting some people I had met like six or seven years ago at the Ranch. Jessica something and Julie with the last name that is italian and sounds like those cherries in a jar. That was pretty wierd because Sarah and her cousin, Jenny, had not seen them in a long time. The first time I met Jenny, she was with them at the ranch. And I also met, at Waffle House, a girl, what was her name? Oh yeah I wrote it down... Katie Griswald. And she was with her boyfriend Jeremy Cully. When she told me her name I was like "Griswald? You mean like Griswald from..." and she was like "Yup, just like that Griswald." But she thought I meant Griswald from those Chevy Chase movies, but I meant like Griswald from the Spanish Teacher at Augusta College. So the whole night I was thinking, man.. she looks really old to be Mrs. Griswald's daughter.
Anyways.. originally I was going to write about this Jackie Chan movie I saw named "Gorgeous"... It was a really well directed movie, but a little odd for the average English-speaking Audience. A Little Odd?!? What am I saying, this was the most fucking bizarre Jackie Chan movie I ever did see! I am trying to figure out how to describe how bizarre it was. It was truly odd on every level. All of the main characters were totally un-archtypical. The Bad Guy wasn't even bad, he felt really bad when his goons get beat up by Jackie, and then goes on to say that he is glad Jackie didn't get beat up because he would feel really bad about that too, he was really likeable in general, and was my favorite character from the movie. So he hires an American (well, he had an american accent on the dubbed version, but so did everyone else actually.) guy who is about a head shorter than Jackie to beat him up, only with the intention of shaming Jackie becuase he would have been beat up by a guy who was in a lower weight-class. The girl, Hsu Cho, I think was her name, was really wierd too, and at least she was hotter than most chicks in Chan flicks. Check out the movie though, It got some good fights between Jackie and the short white dude, but most of the other fights are pretty lame. Hey, check out the homepage for the pub I was at last night. www.abritishpub.com... Its pretty typical, has a menu, and has a band schedule... But check it out at least for the cool scotish skeleton who got so drunk he dropped his bagpipes. |
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Saturday, August 26, 2000 |
A great many of my co-workers are voting for Al Gore this year, which puts me in an awkward position because I would rather undergo a dry ice and sandpaper hydrocolonic than willingly put that evil bastard into office, and since he's currently in office as Vice President (And who's doing all the vice presidenty things a vice president regularly does while he's out hob-knobbing on the campaign trail, anyway? He sucks, and he's delinquent at his job! Way to go Al, Mr. inventor of the internet!), yes, since its illegal for me to publically wish that someone, I don't care who, would off the guy with a high-powered rifle, I have to hope aloud that perhaps someone would find it in their heart to slap him silly with a Wiffle Ball Bat. Maybe Tommy Lee Jones would do it.
Sorry... I got off track there... Okay, anyway, since I severely dislike Gore, it puts me in a tight position when people at work praise him like the new Messiah because if I do, the obvious connotation is that I support George W. (as in "worthless son a sniveling president") Bush. Now I'd just as soon undergo a vasectomy via nail clippers and melon baller than willingly put that evil bastard into office, and since he's not the Vice President but just a lowly governor, I can wonder aloud why nobody hasn't decided to fill him with more lead than a mechanical pencil. Not that I'm promoting violence or anything. So to recap everything thus far: My co-workers love Gore. I'd like to see Gore covered in a flood of his own gore. When I bash Gore, people assume automatically that I support Bush. This makes me feel just as bad. But that's not the really messed-up part. See, what happens is that people then ask me who I do support, to which I am rendered speechless. I suppose I could say "Harry Brown" (So shut up, Mildred! I'm voting for him... leave me alone on the issue... as you can see I'm plenty busy with the controversy as it is!) but the fact is, I don't know enough about him or his history to support the decision, and furthermore, even if I did, it wouldn't matter because no one else, particularly Gore-supporting lunatics (and, yes, they all are lunatics be default if they support this extravagant waste of flesh that is our Vice President) knows who the heck Harry Brown is either. He sounds like the infielder for the Atlanta Braves or a car mechanic or something. It sounds like I'm voting for my uncle. It's pathetic! And as if that's not enough, there's no way I can convince people to vote for a candidate they've never heard of, instead of the robot or the coke head. So I give up. From now on, when people ask me who I'm voting for, I'll reply "Whoever you are voting for," and let the chips fall where they may. Brainwashing, pandering, propaganda, show, contempt, mudslinging, greed, averace, out-right lying, distortion, fraud, lobbying, conniving, undermining, dredging, deceit. These are the things an election in our so-called democratic society is made of. Oh yeah: my mom is a big Bush advocate and so I have to hear his praise from her, but she knows better than to assume that means I'll be voting for Gore. She just thinks this Libertarian thing is a "phase" I'll mature out of. Even if she turns out to be right, I won't have regretted it. |
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Tuesday, August 22, 2000 |
Not that anyone cares, but I'd like to point out that my current diet consists of macaroni and cheese (the real stuff, not some crappy knock-off) no less than three times a week, one turkey pot pie a week (or the ever-delectable chicken pot pie), a frequent pizza, one weekly serving of Stouffers microwave lasagna, the occasional noodles alfredo and other cookable item (that is, something that I actually use things like "ingredients" to make) and a daily sandwich consisting of either turkey and mayonnaise or peanut butter and jelly laid over Captain John Durst's pre-buttered (and therefore, oddly yellow) bread. I can only imagine Captain John, debasing himself by exiting the majesty of his seafairing vessel to dwell amongst the landlubbers, only to find solstice in his massive yellow-bread bakery. Sure brings a tear to my eye, but then I'm certifiably insane.
I guess this would all explain why I can't see anything below a massive belly when I attempt to see if my shoes are tied. On a completely unrelated note, I purchased a digital camera (something I had long-planned on acquiring but was foisted into after my first camera plummeted to the concrete and decided, and I know it did this to spite me for dropping it, yes, it decided to break open revealing precious camera innards to the world). Mildred has been harassing me for not taking tons of pictures, which is unfair considering he has yet to transfer all those pics of our trip to Fort Discovery (see below, a few posts down). This is made even more pathetic by the revelation that I had my standard photos made with a film-operated camera developed, scanned, and uploaded quickly while his languish away in the cells of his memory chip. I know it seems like I give Mildred Pierce a hard time quite a bit in our weblog, but as is usually the case when I give a person a hard time for no reason, I don't care. One last thing... and I say this only because people freak out when I say it at work: Thank you for indulging me today. |
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Sunday, August 20, 2000 |
The Free Republic of Laputa
This is an odd site, to say the least. For one thing, most of the pages are in German, Latin, misspelled English, and frequently what appears to be nonsense. Yet often the creator(s) clearly have a handle on reality. I located the Pope in the Porsche page by accident, and was moderately amused. But the rest of the site is a strange mess of odd java and even stranger language. If you can figure out what this is all about, lemme know. Moving along, ontap.com is a great place to waste time, if only for the cool stinky meat project, now in its second installment. To synopse the project, the people behind this travesty loaded a plate full of various meats and placed it in the yard of his neighbor, carefully monitoring it daily with rigorous photographs and commentary. Speaking of which, the commentary itself is every bit as entertaining as the concept, and often more disgusting than the accompanying visuals (if that's possible) with the possible exception of this brave spatula interactivity picture. Scary, grey, and gelatinous: that's how a website should be. Thus far, the sequal has been a wee bit of a disappointment, but it's not their fault. Read up. You'll understand what I mean. The Stinkymeat Project is actually Mildred's link, but he keeps forgetting to add it so there you go. Chastise him at badmildred@popamericana.com cuz he deserves it. |
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Friday, August 18, 2000 |
iToke.com -- This isn't just your regular courier service. I especially like how the friendly little kid is waving her hand out to greet the bicycle messenger. | ||
Friday, August 18, 2000 |
www.billionairesforbushorgore.com -- "We're paying for America's free elections (so you don't have to)!" Check out the creepy BushGore Oh, did I ever mention to you that I think Bush and Gore are creepy wierdos? I'm going to go take a nap now... |
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Friday, August 18, 2000 |
www.roadsideamerica.com is a great website with a wonderful sense of humor. The creators review and provide legit information about strange but real American tourist attractions (or traps). You’ve probably heard or even been to some of these but there were plenty I had never even imagined. Oh yeah, I started linking up some of the best photos such as Carhenge and reports on such national phenomenon like Transparent Women but eventually, I stopped because almost every photo was strange enough to warrant a link. Is that a good reason to check the site out? I think so.
They also have a great page about Muffler Men. On this page, keep an eye on the four pics at the top of the page. It’s all but one of the Village People Muffler Men. Oh yeah, they have a great pic of this Squirrel Cop. Also of interest is the strange and decently-written Papa Smurf Is a Communist. It amuses me and yet feels somehow genuine. You begin to wonder if he’s not right... ...it’s disturbing. BUT, this site is located on geocities, so you will be deluged with whatever fly-up menus and advertising your browser can handle. Be warned. Geocities is an evil organization that breeds on the helpless. Oh yeah, the above links were provided courtesy my mother. Really. Okay then. |
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Wednesday, August 16, 2000 |
I think people should start creating their own slang during the course of normal conversation. Also: never repeat any of the slang. Just keep making it up. If everyone participates, we should be speaking fluent nonsense by the end of the year. No one will know what anyone is talking about. The very notion of communication will collapse. Industries will crumble. Countries will revolt and burn to the ground. Societies will shatter and fail. Anarchy will reign supreme. All people will die. It’s a good plan. Come on, start speaking slang. Do it. Now. Homie.
Hey! Mister Pants is leaving Japan! This is devastating news. For those of you confused as to why we worry about Mister Pants so much, I should clarify something: some species of mollusk are known to change their gender. It's true. Look it up. That is all. |
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Monday, August 14, 2000 |
Every Artist is a Cannibal
This is the strange story of the various lawsuits and going-ons between the band Negativland and U2. Back in the early 90s Negativland produced a single entitled U2 which contained two works: A cover of sorts of U2's song I Still Haven't Found What I'm Looking For and another work that is "a series of scatological outtakes" from Casey Kasem on his Top 40 radio show. If you ever wanted to know about copyright law this is a prima facie case of copyright infringement. (The paper is a bit long, but that is only because it is so well researched.) Well, Negativland obviously loss the case against Island Records and Mr. Kasem. The story gets even weirder when the members of the band interview The Edge for the magazine Mondo2000. The single itself is obviously unavailable for purchase, but you can listen to it or download (cd quality mpg!) it on Negativland's website. Speaking of U2.. check out FINALLY, U2's official website. It does not officially open until september, but they have lots of cool stuff up now. They have a new video up, but I can't get it to work. And they have a clip of a new song that is going to released in autumn, but that doesn't work either. (you can dowload it, "Beautiful Day", off of napster.. It sounds very good, can't wait for it to come out!) |
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Sunday, August 13, 2000 |
Mildred and I took my nephew, Tyler, to the National Science Center (aka: Fort Discovery) and had a pretty good time. They have a computer lab there where you can play any number of computer games such as Solitaire, Free Cell, Tetris (the crappy PC version), and so forth. They also have two computers hooked up to this internet thing you keep reading about in all the press. When will the media realize the internet is all JUST A FAD!? Wake up!
Sorry... just yanking your chain there, folks. Anyway, we made it a point to delete all of the boring links that come programmed into the browsers (does anyone actually USE those? They're the first things to go when I set up my browser) (or someone else's). As for the museum itself, they have lots of sciencey stuff, most of which was either surrounded by people using it (the cool stuff) or broken (the REALLY cool stuff) leaving us to try out the stuff that no one else cared about (the nerdy stuff). They also had an remarkably well-made computer graphics/laser 3D film about the human brain. This film far exceeds the standards of this sleepy, golf-obsessed town, and was well worth the dollar admitance. We also got to keep the glasses, which is great inasmuch as I'm sure to use them in everyday real life, like at my next job interview ("Wow! Your office looks so... REAL! I feel like I'm really here! Amazing!"). Tyler, of course, was fascinated with the exhibit which resembled fire, which is probably one of the warning signs that a child will grow up to be an arsonist, so I'm monitoring him carefully. At any rate, it was loads of fun and I strongly desire to do it again. lunch at gorins 3D environment exercise bikes Mildred took more pictures and I'm sure he'll have them on his site sooner than later. |
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Saturday, August 12, 2000 |
Hey.. Mister Pants didn't die in Hokkaido... | ||
Thursday, August 10, 2000 |
richard's wacko site of the week
Thought to be lost but now found, Richard weekly posts a wacko site (duh) on his ever-growing list of wacko sites thus fulfilling the burgeoning skeptic deficiency the web has produced. He rates the sites from one to four crackpots (cute little image of a kettle with a crack in it) and frequently, his field commentary is sharp, insightful, and laced with generous dollops of humor. We need more skepticism on the web. Badly. |
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Wednesday, August 9, 2000 |
All right.. Got lots of stuff so I'm just going to post a bunch of it.. been saving them up over the last few days.
Had it not been for the fact that the rear-view mirror in my car came undone I probablly would not be posting this. thistothat.com is a no-frills website that basically tells you what kind of glue to use to glue this to that... In my case they actually have a section on gluing rear view mirrors to glass. Along the same lines is wackyuses.com which although makes it sound a little wackier than it really is because a lot of this stuff is really useful information. For instance Oral-B® Mint Waxed Floss can be used to cut birthday cakes and slice cheese.. You can use Crayola® Chalk to repel slugs, "Slugs will not cross a chalk line." And Vaseline® Petroleum Jelly can be used to prevent a sailboat's spinnaker pole fittings from jamming or sticking. Now if I only knew what a spinnaker pole was... Aw damn... gravitas.com is already taken, and whats more, its really cool! btw -- Mister Pants is missing in action and rumored to be dead. He said he was going to be gone for a "week or so". It has been two weeks, which is long enough to start floating rumors. I heard his plane went down in the Hokkaido wilderness and he was eaten by a bear or monkey or something. Speaking of airplane crashes -- I saw Final Destination tonight. I wasn't interested in seeing the movie at all until I heard it had a pretty quality plane crash scene in it, and I am a sucker for a good plane getting ripped apart in a movie. The scene wasn't nearly as good as the scene in Fight-Club (which scores high for realism and a general lack of sensationalism) or Fearless (although some of the plane crash lacked a little on the technical side it is made up by the fact that it was just a really good movie with good acting and a good plot.) I wonder if there is a webpage devoted to movie plane crashes -- I am sure that there are plenty of good plane crash scenes out there that I have not seen yet. www.planecrashinfo.com is a really good page on plane crashes. You can find out some famous people who died in plane crashes. Transcripts of planes as they are getting ready to slam into the ground (some with realaudio recordings). An unusual plane crash occured in Augusta this weekend. Former Georgia State Senator Chas. Allgood and his wife and a pilot were killed when their Piper Malibu Mirage smashed into the Augusta Water Works Wall on Iris Drive. Be sure to check out the photo slide show. Oh yeah, their dog died in the crash too.. Cool map projection by Buckminster "Buckyballs" Fuller. Is based, I believe, on the Icosahedron. I am definitely going to buy a copy of the map, but frankly I can't decide between the white one or the black one. Cool page with lots of neat animated irregular polyhedra from a page about the Dodecahedron, which is, by the way, the favorite regular polyhedra of The Girl from /usr/bin/girl and my favorite too (only because of the unusual properties it shares with phi.) Speaking of plane crashes.. Were you aware that 7% of all Concord Jets have crashed? What a DEATHTRAP! -- p.s. I actually STARTED doing this update at 4:20, but I am just now finishing it up at 5:30.. |
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Tuesday, August 8, 2000 |
a photo gallery
What can I say? Some pages render a person speechless. Here is a gallery of photos of a man lovingly referred to by somebody, I don’t know who and don’t care to find out who, yes, lovingly referred to as "Turd." Turd has many adventures and they’re all captured here for us to laugh, cry, and wince at. I have yet to investigate the rest of this website. I’ll leave that up to you, gentle reader. I have to find something to dry my eyes with. This is scary. |
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Sunday, August 6, 2000 |
bovine bazaar
That should "bovine bizarre." Why? Some background reading is required, folks. I have this page on my site called Wradden Merchandise. It's an obvious joke, lampooning those annoying catalogs reeking with worthless stuff that only people with no money to waste choose to waste money on. Stuff like T-shirts that read "I'm the FBI: Female Body Inspector." They sell things like slippers that fart when you walk and stuff like that. Harriet Carter is a good example. If you know what I'm talking about, then you, uh, you, know what I'm talking about. Or something. Anyway, my page is an obvious joke. That said, remember that the bovine bazaar is not. It's a legitimate site which links up places to buy cow-related items for the cow-fancier within us all. She's linked up pages that sell cow candy, cow foot stools, cow tables, cow paintings, and a frighteningly large selection of cow-oriented material, all available for sale over the world wide web. She also linked up my Wradden Merchandise site. I have two items on there which she apparently is convinced are real. Don't go to my site first. Go to the bovine bazaar first and see if you can spot the items I'm referring to. Unless you wait for the page to load (which will take a while, trust me) and read each item, you probably won't notice. Or you could just cheat and go directly to my site and figure it out. Isn't the world a strange place? Please don't let her in on the joke. It's that much funnier to see it getting treated like it's legitimate. |
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