Pirate pick up lines. I missed Talk Like a Pirate day on the 19th, earlier this month.
Month: September 2007
Remember that scene from the Abyss????
She asked nurdily… (link removed for security reasons)
Cited under fair use, from Phys.org
Nurd Gurl goes POSTAL MEDIA
So all together, film fans!!! If you ever see me use this expression – “Masterpiece of Narrative Subversion“ please know that I mean this movie makes no $#%$ing sense. I mean, I enjoyed Aqua Teen Hunger Force because it contains one of the most hilarious appeals to the audience I’ve ever viewed (warning, screener), but otherwise the movie’s a cataclysm of pointlessness. On the other hand, part of refining one’s taste is being exposed to oddball stuff once in a while, which this definitely was. Any movie which was quite popular and yet has no plot synopsis on imdb…. Warning Will Robinson, indeed, kids. I enjoyed it, but more along the cultural artifact lines, There were some very snappy one liners.
Much more enjoyable – the three episodes of Venture Brothers, which is a hipper than thou Jonny Quest. The Scooby Doo parody was pure evil. I heart Brock Samson, voiced by clean green actor Patrick Warburton.
Add pizza and beer to a date which included the foregoing and I had a very pleasant evening. After my ride home (and thank god, it was POURING bloody rain), I dreamed that somebody I’ve wanted to have sex with for about ten years jumped on me, and I said, “Jeez, I’d love to, but we can’t because of ” here insert extremely rational, sane, non-dreamlike reason. Then we put our clothes back on. I’m consoling myself that at least I got to see him naked. GRRRRRR. This thing inside my skull that wants me to be a better person is now in my dreams as well!!!! I demand a neuronal recount.
Much thanks to Cousin Gerald, who found this piclink for me. I entitle it “Luckier than the Average Bear”.
And now for something completely different….
Krazy Kraut firefighters give a hydraulic demonstration
I think they’re German. They are definitely my kind of nuts.
Please note I have edited the foregoing link so it now goes to Youtube instead of a German porn site. You may all go “Aw….” at the same time.
Satan’s own dog.
Expire of the cuteness
More Mangled English
There’s something about English that makes it very, very useful. You can remove a lot of meaning, and still communicate. Hell, you can replace letters at random and still get the idea…
Yesterday I performed the most spectacular inadvertent pratfall I think I ever have. In front of at least a dozen people (not all of whom were looking at me) I turned my ankle in the middle of a road, right next to the construction site up the hill, pirouetted with great speed and no grace and did a shoulder roll onto my back.
Patricia (who was with me, and who better to see this than somebody who will be teasing me about it until one of us goes senile) said that the flock of ESL students coming up the hill towards me all clapped their right hands over their mouths in a simultaneous display of distress. I just lay there looking up at the sky and laughing. Apart from a smudge of dirt up one leg there wasn’t a mark, scratch or bruise on me. My shoulder is no more sore this morning than it would have been if I’d been in the front of a canoe for a trip to Widgeon Creek. You’d think my hip or my back would have protested, but I’m no worse or better off this morning than I was yesterday. The body is a remarkable thing. It’s odd. I likely wouldn’t have fallen if I hadn’t consumed beer at lunch but on the other hand, I was as relaxed as a rag doll when my balance let go.
Today it’s daughter Katie (“I spent all my money on a suit, can you buy me a bus pass?” – and I just paid her cell phone bill. Mothers.) from about 9:30 on and then home before supper time to attempt to make myself beautiful for my date (here insert the faint sound of eyes rolling).
But what a suit! Katie got a black Hugo Boss pure wool men’s suit, which fits her, down to the arms being shorter than the average guy’s, for ten bucks and tax. You have to admit that’s a pretty spectactular find. I had to rip Katie a new one for taking her GODDAMNED PAYCHECK TO THE MONEY MART. Girl, don’t pay almost 30 bucks for the privilege of getting your own money, come to me, or your dad, or Keith, or guh, ANYBODY who knows you with a bank account. I can’t imagine Keith doing something like that on the worst day he ever had; it’s remarkable how different two kids can be.
Anyway, it looks fair to be a wonderful day, and I’se so happy to be alive.
Now that’s what I’d call a meditation session
A little Zen story.
Ethics in science
This is a link to a page which in turn links to a PDF about ethics in science (scroll down until you see the link Ethics and Etiquette in Scientific Research). If you are interested in higher level science education, it’s a fast read, contains a couple of good laughs, and provides food for thought.