Many who know me will know that since I've been introduced to Henry Rollins' Spoken Word, I've been 100% addicted. I whine a little, because, I want more... and it's going to be another 2-3 years until he comes back. And even then, I won't feel sated... I'll still want more.
The next time he swings by town, you should all go and see him - you'll have a great night but, hopefully, you'll become addicted too... and you'll in turn drag your friends along and thus increase the demand for Rollins, meaning we don't have to wait 2-3 years for each subsequent show. [dB Magazine Review]
After mentioning that I tried not to look at people on the bus the night before, I received this text from a friend, 'When i'm on the bus, i look around & imagine if it was a plane that crashed, who would we eat, who would be weak, the leader, my lover, the doctor, the nurse.
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I read in the Advertiser (which is the name of what we loosely call our local newspaper) of 26 May 2005 that Whyalla was voted the 4th ugliest place in Australia... with Coober Pedy following at number 7. I'm kind intrigued to know what was first. [google this topic]
After trying out a hair dye called 'violet vixen' that looked full-on purple on the packet, I find that my hair has a tinge of burgundy. I think the people naming the product got a little carried away in the process. My friend consoled me with 'He he oh well, can you be vixen without violet? Stand under the fluro and you'll notice it
'. I tried this, and it was only when I splayed out my hair a co-worker mentioned she could see the violet. Bah. They (the company producing the dye) tricked me.
Ok... I admit it, from time to time I check out the source code on web pages to see if there's something I'm missing on a web page... it's kind of like treasure hunting because mostly you find nothing, but every now and then you find a cryptic message. Call me a nerd, but if you don't look, you could be missing out on all sorts of wonders.
This happened recently, and I'm left pondering - who is Eurydice? Oh, I know the myth which in summary goes along the lines of 'Eurydice through no fault of her own dies, Orpheus mourns, goes after her... almost gets her back from the after life... but fails'. (For more information refer: google or check out these lyrics) but what I really want to know is, 'what does Eurydice have to do with plastic forks?'. Ironically the plastic fork resource has notes in the source too... but it still doesn't answer my question.
Curiousity is a wonderous thing, but sometimes I believe mine could be put to use for greater pursuits.
And then sometimes... there are comments that you know are explicitly directed at you - mostly you know this because of a combination of knowing the writer and the fact that there is little that is left cryptic. Then again, it could just be paranoia and they could be directed to someone else in the same way they've been addressed to you in the past in various mediums... and they are not warm and fuzzy. It kind of makes you think of that superior saying often quoted by 'spoil sports' to put you off eavesdropping that says you'll never hear good about yourself... but for the most part when I read code and it's interesting... it has nothing to do with me (actually, same applies when eavesdropping). Mostly I get to hear a lot that I would otherwise not know. And, as often as not, it makes me smile.
If I went out with an urban hippy who had hairy legs, I guess it'd be OK... so long as I could only pat them - not plait them.
- anon
It seems that because email is so quick and easy to send that the majority of people don't see the need to check if it is accurate. AND even if it is 'god's truth' they don't bother to see if it is still relevant or if it has gone past its used-by date. After all, the email may have been whizzing around the Internet unstopped for years - thus invalidating it's relevance. A quick way to check is to visit any number of virus/hoax sites that fill you in on all the goss about the email - Snopes is a particularly useful one.
The latest spam to make me shake my head is an article/spiel, 'Junk mail from MS: whose spam is it anyway?' that has been doing the rounds. It bags Microsoft no end. Now, while Microsoft may actually be evil, the email is totally outdated and therefore not overly reliable. It is copied from an article/spiel that was written almost 5 years ago By Graham Lea and was published on Thursday 13th July 2000.
The creative individual not only respects the irrational in himself, but courts the most promising source of novelty in his own thought... The creative person is both more primitive and more cultured, more destructive and more constructive, crazier and saner, than the average person
- Frank Barron
Nurses are overworked and underpaid as it is, often hospitals are over crowded so why the hell would a hospital be on bypass for *emergency* ambulances; move cardio patients and old people and make visitors track through intensive care in order to be able to visit their friends and family just because Kylie has breast cancer? (If, in fact this was actually the case as we all know that there's no requirement by law for 'News' to actually be accurate).
Hundreds of women are living with cancer or are in remission from having breast cancer and many of them don't have the funds to be picky and choosy about their treatment. By all means I think it's sad that Kylie has breast cancer ... but I'd think it was sad if I heard anyone had it. However, I hardly think all of the media hype is necessary and I certainly think that the most hospitals should do is provide her a private room rather than a whole fscking ward/wing! Or, alternatively, because she's so gruddamned important, why don't they give her a visit at home and bring the equipment with them? It makes just as much sense as doing what these hospitals have allegedly done.
I personally think things have gone too far when people are not receiving the health care they should be receiving because some 'princess' is suffering as well. Some people may be famous, but I hardly think this means they're more important than anyone else. Particularly as more often than not you wonder what these people have done that's so bloody marvellous? Acting, Singing, Dancing... while they can be enjoyed as a watchers sport are not really on par with say an invention that is useful to humanity; or some medical or scientific break-through...
In the Rip It Up my stars for the week read: Relying on your heightened, nervous emotions or reacting impulsively to unexpected news will only serve to make things seem worse than they are, so the key for a calming week free from ill-effect is to expect all sorts of chaotic situations and then you won't be surprised when things seem to go haywire.
Yeah. Right. Fabbo. (Though it seems to about sum up my world pretty nicely at the moment.)