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Microsoft banality fixed by crufty hack, film at 11. (DJ HREF REMIX) I found a very silly workaround to get Internet Explorer 5.5+ on a Win32 program to actually render a PNG's alpha-layer transparency (Why is this not on by default? Blast you, MS.), so the iaatb logo on the wine layout for the blog won't have a crappy window-colored background for all you windows schmucks that don't use a real browser. There, dangit! Fixed link. Individual Post | Comments (5) 23:56 0404.24 Haiku probbka (16:36:04): this is pretty sad probbka (16:36:09): i was outside in the moderate sun today probbka (16:36:11): for like 3 hours probbka (16:36:14): and i got mad sunburned probbka (16:36:21): i've been a CS major too long Cheezdom (16:37:25): Truely it is sad Sunburn from three hours Ex-comp-sci lamer Cheezdom (16:37:30): XD Cheezdom (16:37:31): Sorry Cheezdom (16:37:44): I was just doing more Haiku on Becky's thing Cheezdom (16:37:48): I love that stuff so much probbka (16:38:51): Well-crafted poem Reveals your linguistic skills But seems pretentious Cheezdom (16:40:17): He does speak the thruth This requires choice vocab Or just a lil' French Cheezdom (16:43:57): Probbka is typing Probbka has entered some text Haiku over AIM probbka (16:45:09): Si je parle Francais Je peux dire beaucoup choses, mais "Je me rendre" plupart probbka (16:46:33): That last line is wrong "Je me rends", is the real French I have lost my skills Cheezdom (16:48:05): Spirit is willing But French skills are yet so weak I love Babelfish probbka (16:49:25): I open "New File" Typing outside AIM hides now That I take too long probbka (16:50:39): "Je me rends", I say It means many things, foremost that "I surrender" probbka (16:52:14): "Je me rends", I say Babelfish mangles it bad "I go", it mistakes Cheezdom (16:52:45): List'ning to Beatles McCartney and Lennon's songs Distract from haiku probbka (16:53:37): Yellowcard I hear Songs full of whiny lyrics Still has a good tune Cheezdom (16:55:01): What e'er could this be? Straw'b'r'y Fields Alternate Take I thought lost for good. probbka (16:55:10): On Monday I'm screwed A large paper on sci-fi Is due, not begun Cheezdom (16:57:02): Report on genre Could be quite a big struggle Narrow topic, eh? probbka (16:57:10): "Strawberry Fields", yes A good song, but for the best Hear "Here Comes the Sun" probbka (16:58:23): Paper not on genre But on story, "Logic Pool" Very boring ideas probbka (16:59:24): CS project looms Project partner worried now Thinks I slack too much Cheezdom (17:00:17): The phone, it does ring Pick up, answer "Three Three Two" Other side perplexed. probbka (17:00:54): Next time instead say probbka (17:01:32): Next time instead say "Roadkill cafe, you kill 'em, We grill 'em"... funny Cheezdom (17:03:12): I might just have said "The room of Lamb and Gomez" But roomnum shorter. probbka (17:05:14): When will you be home For the summer? As for me, I am done May 6 Cheezdom (17:09:26): The Samstag post-tests Which is, like, May fifteenth, but, I won't be home June probbka (17:11:03): South America; What can one do there, but start A revolution? Cheezdom (17:11:59): "A revolution I'm polluting the airwaves" So raps Eminem probbka (17:12:43): Eminem would be The rapper that melts in mouth Not in hand, correct? Cheezdom (17:13:39): Indeed he would be But he seems to think that we Forgot about Dre. probbka (17:14:46): I did not forget For I never knew a Dre I did know a Drew Cheezdom (17:16:52): Too bad for Em; thus Isolated anecdotes valid proofs make not. probbka (17:20:16): This is a tangent My original question Inquired elsewise Cheezdom (17:21:49): Indeed it is such I go to talk 'bout Jesus Also for credits Cheezdom (17:23:27): Man can't serve two lords Unless perhaps man serves one by serving other. probbka (17:24:42): As Jebus did say "Rend unto Caesar his due" The rest to the Pope probbka (17:25:34): South America Harbors Catholicism You're Protestant, no? probbka (17:26:17): Catholicism It's a dirty thing, you must Speak kindly of Pope Cheezdom (17:26:40): Christ said nought of Pope 'Tis med'eval invention Or so I've been told probbka (17:26:54): You will anger them If you tell them the Pope is wrong They don't know much else probbka (17:27:35): Pope recently said No gleeful singing allowed probbka (17:27:42): In masses these days Cheezdom (17:28:48): Indeed, tis challenge to teach Him in S. A. And not mention Pope probbka (17:29:41): A great challenge, yes You may think Christ is Christ, but They may not think so Cheezdom (17:29:47): All you need is love The Beatles did like to say Well, that and Good Book Cheezdom (17:31:45): In times of trouble And relative moral'ty Christ'an'ty is rough probbka (17:34:56): What will you do, though Will you read them the Bible? What age will you teach? Cheezdom (17:36:30): Study some verses That seem to be of import To our contacts there Cheezdom (17:36:39): with our contacts there Cheezdom (17:38:25): English, oh, English With many prepositions 'Tis better than case? probbka (17:39:26): Of case, I know that It can be used with 'switch x' No more if-else's Cheezdom (17:41:59): Well, classics major Case is declining nouns; now Conjugate the verb! probbka (17:42:41): Declining nouns, oh Sounds like verbs taking over Nouns decline, verbs rise? probbka (17:43:15): Classics major, no I'm a math major, sonny Classics a minor Cheezdom (17:44:04): Major or Minor You know it all sounds the same When speaking Spanish. Cheezdom (17:48:29): 'Declining' here speaks Of 'declension'; when nouns take endings, like in Greek. Cheezdom (17:49:58): Wikipedia Provides some insight to this Click this hyperlink. probbka (17:50:32): I know naught of Greek Nor will I, only Latin Is what I must learn Cheezdom (17:51:55): Oh, well then, my friend Instead of Greek's four cases, Learn Latin's seven. probbka (17:52:29): Seven is greater Than many other numbers So Seven Eight Nine Cheezdom (17:55:57): Truely seven's great The sole polysyllabic That's less than thirteen probbka (17:56:56): I'm afraid you err Eleven has three syll'bles You should count more oft'n Cheezdom (17:59:24): I had first written "the only bisyllabic" Never second-guess. probbka (18:01:20): Law and Order airs At the current moment; later More haiku making Cheezdom (18:05:46): Just think that someday The shows we watch on TV Will fly past Altair Cheezdom (20:52:11): IMing the Nazz He sure like to run his mouth But it's all good, yeah. probbka (20:52:25): hehe Cheezdom (20:54:09): Rain, rain, go away Filling the sidewalks with mud Why, Arkansas, why? probbka (20:54:23): i'm too tired to type a haiku probbka (20:54:29): but have you read ryan's latest comments on his blog Cheezdom (20:57:00): Sean is quite pompous Yet his words are still the truth Nazz should get out more probbka (21:06:43): hehe Cheezdom (21:14:31): I think to myself "Probbka is.."'d makes good away. Mind me using it? probbka (21:14:54): not following Cheezdom (21:15:50): " Probbka is typing Probbka has entered some text Haiku over AIM " probbka (21:16:12): go for it Cheezdom (21:17:17): From whence came that 'd It's like "Whoa! Hello, Shakespeare?" Tee-hee, "All your smurf." probbka (21:18:42): heheh Individual Post | Comments (8) 01:21 0404.23 Jacobin Perfidy No, I'm not going to rail against the French (at least, not right now); I just think Jacobin Perfidy sounds really cool. Also, sans-coulottes. XD XD XD XD XD Oh, since my good oldschool high school buddy Kyle Townsend mentioned a song he thought everybody should listen to in his blog, um, I'm going to tell everybody that they need to get ahold of a song JM is currently performing in concert, going by the name of 'Hummingbird'. And, since it's not out on any record (yet), I guess that means you won't ever be able to hear it. Fianlly-- CLOCKTOWER-LIKE RYTHMIC CHIMES BRINGING UP TRAUMA AND WHAT THE SONG MIGHT BE. Individual Post | Comments (3) 15:03 0404.18 TAKE THE QUIZ, DANGIT! So, you know those stupid Internet quizzes you see all the time? Yeah. Well, I decided to make one. TAKE THE QUIZ, DANGIT! Individual Post | Comments (8) Multi Brownie Shipper I feel like I should use this webspace more than I do, oh well. Well, these days, there's not a lot going on that I care about recounting. I went on Aaron's club's spring retreat last night, and stayed in a makeshift ent created from a tarp and truckbed; it was quite refreshing. Oh, yeah, so, apparently, there's some children's choir from Colorado or somesuch that has been visiting campus Thursday. Normally I wouldn't particularly care about this kind of crap; but, I went to bed according to the Lamb Standard Dorm Sleeping Procedure as usual, but woke up Friday morning confronted with evidence that there had been kids sleeping on the floor of my room that night. Whiskey tango foxtrot, over. Anyhow, I guess Brad or whatever is on the floor right now asleep, but, uh, hey, guess what-- this is my room and I'll stay up all hours of the night writing blog entries and listening to Jean Meilleur, I'll just do it with my snazzy Sony headphones on and the lights off. Individual Post | Comments (3) 00:54 0404.14 ENTRY NUMBER 100 Yeah, this is the hundredth entry in the blog. Um, I'd make a big deal out of it or something, but, like, I don't feel like it. And that's about it. Individual Post | Comments (4) 02:52 0404.11 Holdin' it down, dirty I was going to write something here, and then I got distracted, so I have no idea what it was. Uh, FYI, John Mayer is playing Verizon or Deer Creek or whatever July 30; I'd like to go with some Zionsville people. If you're some people and want to go, tell me or something. Also, Texas is the bomb. I mean, I'm not disparaging Indiana in any manner here, because it's awesome, too. But Texas is most definately the bomb. Individual Post | Comments (4) 19:36 0404.9 Saul, later called Raúl From the writers of Jesus Christ Superstar and Joseph and the Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat comes the first insipid -- and probably blasphemous! -- song-and-dance Scriptural rehash of the new millenium! Saul, later called Raúl tells the incredible story of St. Paul the Apostle set in 19th Century Mexico! Watch as Davy Crocket and Jim Bowie lower Raúl from the walls of the Alamo in a wicker basket while fighting General Santa Ana! Be amazed as Raúl and his associate Silas-o escape from Pancho Villa's Prison of Doom thanks to an earthquake! Set to a critically defamed score by world-renowned composer Andre 3000 Lloyd Webster, Joel Siegel calls Saul, later called Raúl "Absolutely inexplicable!" But, seriously, folks, there is this big mess that's apparently going on here at school right now consisting of a big series of silly song-and-dance numbers, and it just so happens this year to fall on the week before Easter, making for some bizzarre mirror-universe Passion Play parallel, and that's how I'm linking this thought to the previous paragraph. Hah. Anyhow, I don't think I'm going to bother to go to this Spring Sing mess; I wouldn't be surprised if they're out of tickets for the final showing tomorrow, and it's not like I want to blow ten bucks on some self-congradulating fraternity showofffest. Especially since I've run out of food-service-debit, and have been using all my chump change for lunch. And I doubt I have much money left in my bank account, especially after buying those clothes. I guess that idea was kind of dumb. Oh well. At least they look nice. Individual Post | Comments (2) I could never get the hang of Thursdays... So, today was pretty random. Chapel, French, regular blah. Came back to the room-- almost feel asleep, but kept myself from ozing off like usual and was actually several minutes early to Bible instead of thirty seconds late like usual on Thursdays. However, much to my personal chagrin, Manor stood up at the posium after the bell rang, greeted everyone, and dismissed class. Oh, well, that's okay. See, I guess the lame excuse for a student council down here is having a fundraiser to get some fat cash for water supply to a couple schools in Kenya and the Sudan, so, they decided to feed off Texan Pride and have segregated the donations into those from Texas and those from everywhere else on the planet. They've even made up T-shirts to this effect, one of which I comprated (what's with me and these faux-Latin reflexes of Spanish verbs, anyhow?), since it matched what I was wearing, and, uh, the whole "I'm from Texas, hoooo!" running joke from high school. Yeah. Um, hung out with Dusty in the afternoon and evening-- ye Megs joined in the fun at dinner. Dusty had prison slop that apparently tasted something like chicken and dumplings, I was creative with my selections and had tater tots and some sort of country-fried-steak-eqsue patty which I smothered in a marinara-like sauce. It was halfway decent. I can't remember what she had, so I doubt it was anything spectacular, epsecially since, you know, it was the Caf. We played the Movie Title Game for about an hour in the Armstrong-Keller-Grad Quad after that. That's always fun, I think. I decided to spend some time out in the open air -- it was quite good weather today, oddly enough -- and relative peace and quiet of the quad; Megs and Dusty decided to visit one of the parks in town, where they were accosted by the locals. Oh wells. After that, I took Dusty through the Lamb Standard Research Paper Method at the Library, and after we had gathered enough materials for a good-looking bibliography, we had fun with microfilm until the place closed. I love microfilm, man. As long as you keep that stuff under relatively normal conditions, it'll keep forever, since it's all safety film. And it's so compact, too-- but unlike more 'modern' compact storage, all microfilm needs is a light source and a magnifying class to be interpreted. Clay tablets are about the only instrument of record humans have ever come up with that's more resillient, in my opinion. Came back to the dorm and watched some of my Chappelle's Show Season 1 DVDs; Tyson wanted to borrow them since he's going on some trip tomorrow, so I took his football helmet as collateral. I wonder if it fits my head. XD That's about it. Individual Post | Comments (0) 00:26 0404.6 Whatever happened to my lunchbox? So, I woke up this morning at the usual time I want to wake up-- not 0730 or whatever it is when Lance is normally in my room talking to Ivan. But, I decided to enjoy it and skipped chapel. Wait. Have I already written something about this today? I have a really vage memory, and am too tired to check the main blog page. So, anyway, classes were pretty good today. Afternoon was pretty good, too, but nothing to write home about. The caf gave me some corn dogs and ore-ida-style franch frits. Finally, something edible, even if it isn't particularly healthy or whatever. I was going to watch the final pre-dress runthrough of the big spring theatrical production thing, but decided against it. I'll just go pay to see a more finalized version, I guess. Came back to Chez Dusty and hung out with just him for a while. Absolute hillarity ensued. He left to go do things with stuff and stuff, and I used the opportunity to make use of his stereo equipment and Aaron's computer to update benjiesdict to the sound of fat beats. As nice as my new headphones are, it's nice sometimes to hear music that isn't coming from speaker drivers attached to the sides of my head. Speaking of updating benjiesdict, it's at over sixty entries now; go and visit. Individual Post | Comments (5) 10:09 0404.5 Chapel Skip Hahaha, I'm not going to chapel. Anyhow, The rest of Sunday was pretty good. Nothing really worth mentioning, though. Something that is worth a mention, however, is This item up for bid on Ebay, or eBay, or whatever. Yeah, that's right kids, it's the frontt cutting face of the Tunnel Boring Machine that made part of the English Channel Tunnel. You too can have a 2.4 RPM cutting head equipped with 227 double-headed rock picks of tungsten carbide fury for a mere ?1,030,200! Individual Post | Comments (0) 03:07 0404.4 Daylight Saving Time Explosion Dear all you DST losers: You suck. DST is total inanity. You say you save physical energy -- a fraction of one percent of electrical usage, per day -- by messing around with your clocks twice a year. Well, think about how much mental energy has been expended in order to change millions of clocks tonight, all the subroutines that have had to been added to computer software since the 1950s to make all your banking mainframes and defense hardware make a seemless transition from one count of time to another. Is that what this is all really about? Barrels of oil? How lame. Thank the Founding Father-dudes for freaking States' Rights. I woke up on Samstag at about 0900, and stayed in bed until 1145 or so, when I became entirely too sick and tired of waiting for Ivan to get up. I fisnished up Arthur C. Clarke's Rama II Freitagabend, and started on the follow-up, Garden of Rama, after I got out of bed. At about 6, I decided to go to dinner. I was really out of it for some reason; no less than two people tried repeatedly to get my attention during dinner and it took me a good half minute or two to recognize it. Man, that was pretty funny. Got back to my room and tooled around on the Internet for a while, and realized that it was Palm Sunday. It's this time of year that I kind of wish I were Catholic, since we never do anything special, and I think it's kind of bad. I dif finally remember something that's done by my whatevers, at least down here in the South: new set of clothes for Easter. So, I've decided to buy myself a new outfit. I saw a nice one on Banana Republic, and decided to replicate it with Gap stuff, since it's cheaper. Also, Brooks Brothers, since they have nicer ties and they're cheaper than BR for whatever reason when it comes to ties. So: Gap Poplin Blazer Gap Patterned Straight Collar Shirt (stripe) Gap Relaxed Fit Pleated Khakis Brooks Brothers Stain Resistant Solid Pindot Tie I think I'm just going to go to evening service of church tomorrow. I don't want to madrugate just because some morons think timeshifting is a good idea. It's already 3 AM here, thanks to those idiots. Individual Post | Comments (5) |