Wello, friends. Yo Soy Dick Vomit!

Email from my "superior":

Hey Dick,

Are you out today?
I thought we had discussed this? You’ve been out a fair amount of days recently & I asked that you not take the day today. Do you recall that?

In any case I need to know if you followed up on the (trivial work item) & if you heard back from (the screaming dildos in California) re (aforementioned trivial work item)?

Let me know. Today.

Thank you,
Your "superior"

Notes from Richard Vomit:

1. Yes. I AM out today, as we previously discussed. After I requested a Thursday and Friday off, you did not ask that I not take the day off -- you asked that I only take essential days off, so I elected to take only the Friday. This was done as a courtesy to you as I am entitled to take two days off whenever I choose without explaining myself. This decision was communicated to you via electrical mail message. Do YOU recall that?

2. I have been taking a lot of days off recently. Are you referring to my SURGERY and the three days of recovery? Those were my only "vacation days" this year.

3. Yes. I followed up. Yes, it is done. This was also communicated to you. Kindly reply to email on the day you receive it.

Fuck! Nunchucks!

Fucking nunchucks!

639 yards/one shot

I have made a kill. I felled this moose not for the glory of battle, drops, experience points, nor for a killboard ranking. I have taken this moose for food. In this picture, there is a moose. This is not the moose I killed, but it looks a lot like the moose I killed.

This is the spot where the moose died to feed me. It takes 22 hours to travel, via automobile, to the location that the moose died.

Some of you may hate me now, knowing that I have killed this moose. But you know what? That is ok. We are allowed to hate one another. That is what democracy and free speech are all about; they are about hate.

In case the Pone missed it, being in far off, exotic New York...

Here's something I think he'll really like.

Korea has a thing for Starcraft? What?

!!!

How did I miss this?

Excerpt from a piece by Michael Goldfarb with reference to Orson Swindle on McCain;

"It may be typical of the pro-Obama Dungeons & Dragons crowd to disparage a fellow countryman's memory of war from the comfort of mom's basement, but most Americans have the humility and gratitude to respect and learn from the memories of men who suffered on behalf of others. John McCain has often said he witnessed a thousand acts of bravery while he was imprisoned, and though not every one has been submitted into the public record, they are remembered by the men who were there (one such only recently reported by Karl Rove though it escaped mention in any of Senator McCain's books). But as Swindle said, this is a "desperate group of people trying to make something out of nothing."

Clearly this guy has never tanked Shattered Halls, or Tempest Keep, and had Shaman gear drop. Ignoramus.

Well thank the Earth Mother you didn't post this...

I see your mario, and raise you THIS

Wait for it..

This...

Is pretty interesting

Douglas Adams: Is There an Artificial God

This is a guy who didn't even reach his prime. He's known for those staggeringly good Hitchhiker's books, but really, he only found his true calling when he branched out into science and conservation. 

Here's a talk he gave at a tech/biology conference in the late 90s. I've listened to this about three times now; it's crappy quality, and since he's talking more or less off the cuff his logic goes a little sideways at times, but it's still brilliant. If you're not an audio listener, here's the text.

A quote—his analogy of why we so often seem to believe we're the center of the universe:

This is rather as if you imagine a puddle waking up one morning and thinking, "This is an interesting world I find myself in - an interesting hole I find myself in - fits me rather neatly, doesn't it? In fact it fits me so staggeringly well, it must have been made to have me in it!" This is such a powerful idea that as the sun rises in the sky and the air heats up and as, gradually, the puddle gets smaller and smaller, it's still frantically hanging on to the notion that everything's going to be alright, because this world was meant to have him in it, was built to have him in it; so the moment he disappears catches him rather by surprise. I think this may be something we need to be on the watch out for.

Hrm, this is interesting.

Watch bill O'Reilly destroy any journalistic integrity he may have been holding (I know, right?) onto in this interesting little clip about news Agency Rights.

A Disappearing Number

This Sunday, theater group Complicité performs a radio version of their current production A Disappearing Number.

Here’s the brief: “…a provocative meditation on the beauty of mathematics and the nature of creativity. It was inspired by the story of the collaboration between two of the 20th century's most notable pure mathematicians, Srinivasa Ramanujan, a poor Brahmin from South India, and Cambridge professor GH Hardy.” I saw their productions of Mnemonic (thanks Ponies!) and Murakami’s The Elephant Vanishes, and was blown away (more by the former than the latter).

Link to BBC site/broadcast. Note the time difference.

Obama on Religion

I promised this to Fugu--This is an excerpt of a speech Obama gave on Religion, early this year. More of a talk than a speech, really--and while I don't agree with everything he's saying, he certainly has given very serious thought to the issues, and more importantly, he has the willingness and ability to speak about them in a way that fosters real discussion, rather than just nutshelling for soundbites (which he's also pretty good at). I recommend listening to the whole speech the next time you're cleaning your desk (warning to Galspanic: it's forty minutes long).

He got me to listen, about a topic (Church and State) I generally think is closed, and stupid. WTF, I thought.

The Perils of Nude Blogging

I wish I had thought of the above title myself. But I'm blatantly stealing it from my favorite political blog, The Daily Dish.

You may have heard this already. But if not, apparently a Washington Redskins football player accidentally posted a picture of his penis on his blog along with a snapshot of the team playbook. I suppose this is a cautionary tale for us all? I've never blogged nude, and I certainly won't ever consider doing so now!

Speculation as to what happened:

There's no explanation as to whose penis was shown in the picture. Applying logical thinking, however, one would have to wonder why another pantsless man would be holding Cooley's playbook. Also, having seen the uncropped version, it's hard to imagine that someone could have posted the photo without noticing little Chrissy hanging out. But Whatever.

Behind every great man …

Behind every great man …
Originally uploaded by nolnet

Devastatingly novel uses for those lego parts that litter the bottom of the bins.
Enjoy folks!

The Dank, Moe! The Dank!

Doctor Dank 01, originally uploaded by nolnet.

Please check this out, dewdz. Courtesy of a badass Lego user Nolnet.

Dear Mr. Pony,

Dear Odori,

I found this image in my notebook, and realized that at my party, I was probably well on my way to boring you to death with my explanations of unorthodox LEGO linkages. It was neither my intention to bore you, nor to kill you. Please accept my humblest apologies.


Mr. Pony

Lego Batman

Hey, look; you can make your own wallpaper at the Lego Batman Game site. Not so great, actually; but the Rogue's Gallery Minifigs are pretty sweet, especially Clayface. And they have Killer Moth, for some reason.


Also, to my eternal delight:

Team Obama

Has there ever been a presidential candidate that has inspired more mass-marketed stuff than my man Barack Obama? That's what I was thinking when I was checking out the $16 Obama action figures and $20 bobbleheads at this store in Pasadena last night. Anyway, I was reminded of this admirably entrepreneurial effort I saw the other day, apparently run by non-Punahou people in NYC. Cooler than the OBEY "Progress" or "Hope" T-shirts?

Last thought-- what will they rename at Punahou after Barack Obama if he is elected President? I mean, you gotta start with something bigger than, say, McNeil Hall, right? Who the hell was McNeil anyway?

Les Misbarack

Some silliness to cheer you up during these dark days of the campaign, when it appears the U.S. is on the verge of electing a V.P. who believes the Iraq war is "God's work" and who wants to deny women control over their bodies. (For some reason Sarah Palin makes me think of Margaret Atwood's "The Handmaid's Tail"... I wonder what Ms. Boswell thinks. I think she's the one put the book on the "Identity & Culture" reading list!)

Go Obama! Please.

Superman is so a dick

I think this one might be on Superdickery somewhere already, but I just came across it in an old Superman Family and was reminded of how incredibly mean Clark can be.

Remember of course that he also put her into an orphanage as soon as she arrived on Earth so as not to mess up his nice cozy Ma and Pa Kent down-home lifestyle.

Get to know me.

Your LEGO zen for the day...

Made by the amazing McZargåld!

A new hope

My friend Ray noticed the SW love on PoT, and passed this along for post. Found here.

On Corporate Blogs: Part 4

That AntiSpore site GalsPanic linked to in the shoutbox (I realize now that the bait was for us) might be an inverse example of the kind of underground corporate blog GP theorized. If so, brilliant. I can't imagine a better ad for Spore than a half-witted creationist ranting about how dangerous it is. At the very least, the guy's making a relative mint on all the ads he's running... Ads for Spore!

The black hole is going to swallow us alive!!!

(This is my first video post attempt. So please bear with me if it doesn't come out right!)

Like returning to the womb...

From the Arcade Ambience Project.

Yay! This is the thing I was talking about the other day!

I wonder if you put say...like a electronic pikachu harmonium in an aquarium full of the sulphur hexaflouride, would it be awesome?

RIP Scrabulous

I'm still reeling from the loss of Scrabulous on Facebook-- my single favorite method of wasting time on the Internet for the past year. I feel very conflicted about the whole thing, because as we all know, Scrabulous was pretty much the poster child for shameless, 100% copyright infringement of the original Scrabble game. So it was inevitable... nothing gold can stay.

Unfortunately, the owners of Scrabble were too stupid to harness the incredible power of the masses of addicted Scrabulous players to their advantage. They apparently decided the only recourse was to hire a bunch of lawyers and try to wipe Scrabulous off the earth. So even though there may be "Scrabble"-brand Scrabble on Facebook now, I feel like it would be caving in to support their power play.

So in memoriam of everyone's favorite deceased Facebook widget, I'm posting two of my favorite Scrabulous moments. The game above started off organically-- my friend started it off with PENIS, and then I followed with SPEARING. I guess that was an omen. The main problem that cropped up is that with only 2 C's and 1 K, there are a lot of good words you can't get to: FUCK, SUCK, DICK, COCK, LICK, CUNT, etc. We tried our best though.

And here's proof that the computer can play dirty as well-- this is a game against the Scrabulous computer! I was feeling all good about myself for starting off with QUEEN for 48 points, and the computer made this memorable move.

WTF?! There's no such word as FE!

THIS IS AN ASSHOLE

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This fucking contest is ON, motherfuckers!

Time for another Shirt Logo Contest! Just use the above logo on a shirt design 6 times and you will fucking WIN!! For details and necessary materials, see Brand Ambassadors Elle's comment on this post.

Now, after the science porn....I ATTAQUE!

Enjoy. It's really fucking catchy.

Round ONE: LHC VS. LHD

SCIENCE PORN!!!

Large Hadron Collider:

Large Helical Device:

The Large Hadron Collider is going online next week and it's going to kill us all

It's true! The CERN Laboratory of Denmark or something is going to switch on its Doomsday Device and annihilate the world to smithereens, despite all the warnings from the presses and the medias, and even some other science types. They will do this on Wednesday of next week, so set your death-watches. The Large Hadron Collider, which is buried a thousand feet underground because it is so dangerous, cost literally tons of money to make, even though it uses almost entirely off-the-shelf parts.

It works by firing already incredibly dangerous (and fantastically expensive) exotic particles known only as "hadrons" at each other at sub-atomic speeds. The Large Hadron Collider, or L.H.C. (as it is called by most scientists) does this by placing a hadron on one side of a tiny (50 nanometers across at its widest point) see-saw-like device, and firing another hadron at the other side. The first hadron is catapulted to the other side of the room where a third hadron is suspended from a clothesline-like magnetic field. If the two hadrons collide there is a 25% chance that the two hadrons will combine to form a super-massive black hole the size of the sun, or make supernova or something equally bad, right there in the room. If they miss, it is very difficult to reset the experiment because the hadrons are so small and very hard to find. Nevertheless, reset it they will, and try again and again until we are all dead.

Needless to say, this is a very very very very bad idea. Haven't scientists had enough of playing at God at this point? Between the twin arrogancies of nuclear bomb, stem cells, and cancer research, when do we say to ourselves, look, scientists--what do you say we grow ourselves a collective conscience and call it a day?

Even Japanese Science Physicist Michio Kaku (a well-known figure in the field of space physics) was quoted as saying that the L.H.C. might even create a fire-breathing dragon. How long must regular people like you and I be subjected to the insane whims of evil, amoral, evil scientists? When will the madness end? When the universe is destroyed? Because that, my friends, is too late.

Binturongs

This is my favorite animal in the whole world-- the binturong. Some people call them by their more common name-- the "Asian bearcat"-- but in my opinion, those people are lame because why would you, when "binturong" is so much more fun to say?

The best thing about binturongs is that they emit a strong musk that smells like fresh cornbread or warm tortillas. Mmmmm, warm tortillas. Not to mention they have prehensile tails! That means they can use their tail to grab stuff. How cool is that?! Can you do that? Didn't think so.

Sometimes I tell people that my dog is part binturong because sometimes he smells like warm tortillas. No one ever believes me. One day, I swear to God, I am going to have my very own binturong and you can't stop me.

Soul Calibur IV Review

Sorry I had to bug out of Odori's first console experience this weekend! The odds were stacked against me--I had the beginnings of a weird sick my eldest brought home from his first week of the fall semester (are there semesters in preschool?), and I accidentally inhaled half of Galspanic's mildew farm, and the benadryl+beer-tini probably wasn't the best idea I've ever had, to top it all off. The 5-minute ride home felt like I was driving from a David Cronenberg movie into a David Lynch movie.

Anyway, I thought I'd post this review of Soul Calibur IV (the beat-em-up we were playing) by darling of the web Yatzee Croshaw, for some perspective; and yuks.

Ruminating on the month of September.