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The king is made from a cottage cheese container. Found in a Salvation Army in Torrington, CT.
 
 
 
 
 
 
Has a federal judge ordered Barack Obama to prove his eligibility for the presidency in court on 26 January 2010?
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

Woman on bus: Hey, when are we gonna leave here--Christmas?
Driver: Lady, hold on.
Man on bus: He's probably watchin' porn.
Woman on bus: Yeah, stop beatin' your meat.
Driver: I'm waiting for my supervisor to give me the go-ahead.
Woman: Well, I'm gonna miss the ferry, so tell your stupidvisor I don't want to miss the ferry.
Driver: Did you just call him a stupidvisor?

--Chamber St. Shuttle to South Ferry

Overheard by: Jon


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http://www.ourkitchensink.com/2009/11/09/suggestive-toys-in-russia-or-how-i-learned-to-stop-worrying-and-love-the-stuffed-tiger-with-a-throbbing-erection/

NSFW )
 
 
 
 
 
 
Apologies in advance if this isn't the right place, but I figure it IS music equipment, so there's no harm in trying. |>


I've put my BCR-2000 Rotary controller up for sale at eBay:



>>> BEHRINGER BCR2000 <<<


This is really only suitable for anyone in Australia, MAYBE New Zealand. If you're in the US or UK, it'd be far easier for you to buy it in store, since international postage ramps the costs right up.

If you don't need one, but know someone who IS looking around, please pass this their way! Thank you!
 
 
 
 
 
 
(Talking about Modern Warfare 2)
AethWolf: It's almost launch time.
necrojustice: yes
necrojustice: 1 minute for you
necrojustice: 1:01 FOR ME
AethWolf: Midnight
necrojustice: thought I won't be buying it yet
AethWolf: Can you feel it?
AethWolf: Do you feel the copies flying off the shelves in the eastern time zone?
necrojustice: yes
necrojustice: Freddie Mercury's ghost will no doubt grab an etheral copy
AethWolf: If they could, those gamers would be licking up your tears as you cry at your extra hour of wait.
necrojustice: should I go into gamestop and demand an older call of duty?
AethWolf: Call of Honor Modern Allied Duty 3?
AethWolf: For your Wiibox 360?
AethWolf: Wiistation 360?
necrojustice: indeed
 
 
 
 
 
 

I'm fairly sure I know where I was when I heard the Berlin Wall had fallen, at least in the metaphorical sense that East Germany was giving up on this whole ``keep people inside'' concept. If I sound unsure it's because I think I'm getting my memories of it mixed up with memories of hearing about Nelson Mandela was freed and South Africa was liberated without the revolution or terror I had feared was unavoidable, just a couple months later, in that strange season of the fall and winter of 1989-90. I'm really sure that either way I was in bed, getting the news as I woke up, because back in those days I left the news radio on all the time, reflecting some primordial fear that if I left the news off for a minute I might miss something important. This was one of the few times I actually did catch something important. The news radio hadn't tumbled onto the idea of declaring every slight variation in anything as Breaking News, with a prerecorded tune heavy on brass for the introduction and strings for the continuation, and I listened to it a lot more.

The time feels odd since it would have to have been at least early afternoon on a Friday when the news came through, and you'd think I would have been in school. But looking at the calendar I think it's plausible I would have been home, and so sleeping well into the afternoon, since it was that sweetest, shortest week of the school year --- the one with classes on Monday, then a day off for Election Day, then back to school Wednesday, then two days off for the state teachers' convention, and the only disappointing part of this is that we wouldn't get Veteran's Day off separately. Between all those days off November was the shortest month. I'd have been close to the floor, since I was a teenaged male and going through that ``putting the mattress directly on the floor'' thing that we seem to go through for no reason that can be articulated once one isn't a teenaged male any longer.

I remember the strange feeling of how one of the things I had always known and had always counted on existing was suddenly changed; finding out the news as I was going from sleep to wake was probably more fitting than could have been planned. The Cold War had been receding, certainly, and changing for years and it wasn't as scary as it had felt when I was younger still, but there were still some things that I couldn't imagine changing, and the division of Germany was one of them. It might change, particularly with the numbers of people who were rushing out over the season leading up to that, but that there might no longer be a separate East and West Germany was unimaginable. I didn't even have the real idea that nations could dissolve, not outside the aftermath of wars. I remember that feeling of nobody knowing just what it meant, or just how the world was changing, and in unpredictable but good ways. I'd been through big good changes before, but they were slow to develop and not obvious as they were happening, as with Gorbachev's Glastnost; or sudden things that were clearly historic but bad, as with the Chernobyl explosion or the Challenger accident, but ... big, shocking, certainly good? This was new. Maybe there's always an odd little selfish thought accompanying historic events: it happened that I was planning to visit West Germany the next summer, and I realized I'd be there in the last days of its existence as a separate nation, something that not long after I was there nobody could do again.

I wonder how it is someone could have lived through that winter of 1989/90 and not realize how sometimes the world does suddenly get a lot better.

Trivia: The legal status of postwar Germany remained unsettled between the four occupying powers and the German Federal Republic until the signature of a treaty in Versailles in October 1990; the Paris Conference on Security and Cooperation in Europe in November 1990 formed the legal end of the Second World War. Source: 1945: The War That Never Ended, Gregor Dallas.

Currently Reading: Victorian Sensation: Or, the Spectacular, the Shocking, and the Scandalous in Nineteenth-Century Britain, Michael Diamond. On a more frivolous note all the descriptions of things which shocked Victorian sensibilities leaves me with a faint urge to create a story that combines all the elements possible, you know, murderous servants, adultery, gambling debts, Irish home rule fanatics, arsenic, railroad coach crimes, nuns trying to leave an oppressive convent, the Prince of Wales, bigamy, Chartists, German child-brides, Middle Eastern royalty, public hangings and letters of confession, a leering gorilla in a purple cape asking why he must kill Superman, the works. But then I realize that it's probably already been written, and it's so thoroughly unreadable and forgotten that even [info]ratmmjess couldn't find it interesting enough to categorize.

 
 
 
 
 
 

Just a quick automated post to note that there are new pictures in the gallery!

Updated Tursi's Gallery - Projects on Mon, 09 Nov 2009 at 16:15:33.

Various projects that I've undertaken and photographed

Updated Tursi's Gallery - TI-99/4 on Mon, 09 Nov 2009 at 16:35:58.

 
 
 
 
 
 

Starting right meow, we’re posting kittens whenever we like. We’re not waiting for special holidays or Caturdays to roll around. It’s meow or never Mother’s Day! Hurry up meow!

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Not so funny meow is it Amy S.?

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Where does the plush rug end and the velvety-soft bunny begin?? ...not to mention the shaggy blanket!!


Awww, WANT to PET!!  Sooo cozy looking!!

This very handsome bun is Rupert, who is adoptable with the Upstate New York Chapter of the House Rabbit Society, and he sounds like a sweetie!  You can read more about him (and some other buns) here... good luck, little softie!!  :) 

 
 
 
 
 
 
So [info]smashwolf posted this video, a remake of "Cannon in D" the rock version. So I looked it up a moment, and found one of the artists who did it, and her work is... well really good.



I gotta imagine tho it's hard to play in suit like that...
 
 
 
 
 
 
Because my last post, in retrospect, seems to me to give the many females of the biological world slightly short shrift, a post that makes clear the fact that in the vast majority of species it's the females that have their menfolk by the short and curlies.

( Although there are exceptions. In species where quality males - or sometimes ANY males - are in short supply, it's the females that go mad, violent, competitive or just plain stupid in the pursuit of sex )

Male Beewolves of the species Philanthus bicinctus are largish sphecoid wasps, and having fueled up on nectar, claim and mark a territory and zoom off in pursuit of any insect that flies past. If that other insect happens to a robber fly, it will probably be the last thing he ever does. As Chris Catton & James Grey put it in their book Sex in Nature -

"...if robber-flies had a sense of humour, they would certainly tell jokes about beewolves."


And if the object of his affections really IS a female beewolf, he probably thinks this is his lucky day.

It isn't.

Because the odds are that she's already mated, and is out stocking up her larder. This species of beewolf usually hunt bumble-bees ( it's common name is Bumblebeewolf ) and as far as she's concerned male beewolves aren't very different. I can quite easily picture the scene...

Female Philanthus : Mmmmm... What a big healthy male you are. I want you to have my babies.
Male Philanthus : Er... Aren't I the one who's supposed to say that?
Female Philanthus : *grins evilly, pounces, stings him until he's paralysed, and stuffs him into a burrow with one of her eggs, to be slowly eaten alive by someone else's kid*
Male Philanthus : Bugger.


And you can guarantee that they'll keep on being this dim, because any male beewolf that doesn't let his gonads do his thinking for him is almost certainly going to lose out to one that already has and got lucky.
 
 
 
 
 
 
...to our good friend for getting us a villa for the evening.

Wow - that's allI can say - wow!
 
 
 
 
 
 
H snapped my DJ headphones....still functional...but annoying. H is the same, strangely.

I've been on a breaks with pop infusions kick for a while and heard these on DJ Icey's Sirus set recently.

http://gigabeatmusic.blogspot.com/2009/08/frankie-valli-four-seasons-beggin.html

and

 
 
 
 
 
 

Atheists are putting up a billboard in Lakeland, Florida that says, "Don't believe in god? You aren't alone." This is, apparently, controversial, and the newspaper article has an accompanying poll.

Does an atheist group have a right to display their own billboard?

Yes  77.7%
No  22.3%

I'd say that's a really stupid poll question, except that it reveals that 22% of the respondents don't think a number of their fellow citizens don't have the same privileges they do.

Read the comments on this post...
 
 
 
 
 
 
Okay, so I recently (as in this past week) agreed to be Art Track Lead for Further Confusion 2010. I now have a list of panel ideas, but no one to really host them. I am asking for folks who are willing, or who have recommendations.

Current panel ideas:
Life drawing 1: objects
Life drawing 2: figures
Colored marker and pencil
Using gold and minerals
Sketch exercise: improv comedy meets pictionary
The erotic line
Digital zone: illustrator
Digital zone: photoshop
Digital zone: 3D programs
Digital zone: storyboard and animatics
Gold rush era in architecture and landscapes - for this one we need someone to help us get the AV material. (the gold rush is from 1825-1850)


Chip!
 
 
 
 
 
 

British mother to young son: No, I want you to wear shoes on the subway.
British son: But I'm already barefoot, so what does it matter?

--American Museum of Natural History


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Oh, wow.

Oh, snap!

Now THIS is some serious, major, no-holds barred HATE.

Ow-ow-ow-OWUTCH!! (fixed)

Daaaaammn...

Well done, Scott! (link to comic page) I think that would have made a Vulcan cry.