Monday, October 17, 2011

Demolished Thoughts

What with the news of the separation of Kim Gordon and Thurston Moore, I thought I'd listen through Demolished Thoughts to determine if I can find any foreshadowing.
Unfortunately that means listening to Demolished Thoughts.

Tuesday, July 26, 2011

This is important

There was a platoon of Gurkhas fighting in in the depths of the Burmese jungle who were captured by the Japanese and put into a POW camp. One of them managed not only to escape, but also to break into the office of the Japanese commanding officer and steal a map. He made his way back to Rangoon over the next several days, and reported into HQ. The officer there asked him how he managed to find his way back. The soldier showed him the map that he had stolen and said he had used it to find his way to Rangoon. The map was a ca. 1930 map of London.

Sunday, July 10, 2011

Tuesday, April 19, 2011

Wednesday, March 16, 2011

Dream Log, 16 March 2011

Had a dream last night. Bryce was there, dunno why or in what capacity [probably because chicks love anal]. There was an oldish man, maybe I wanted to talk to him? He couldn't talk 'cause he was chasing after these two guys who were stealing a big red [combine harvester? I have no idea what that looks like, but in my dream that's what it was called] machine. The old man grabbed one of the guys and gave him a right hefty throw off the machine on to the ground, where he lay motionless for awhile, whilst the old man took care of the other dude. I walked up to one of them as they were on the ground. He had a little bottle of gasoline--as if they made flask sized plastic bottles you could carry around, for an emergency. He had long greasy orangish hair, and I dumped all the gasoline on him, and made motions as though I was gonna light him on fire. All I had was a Bic lighter, so it would've been more difficult. He started talking some words about how he wasn't really stealing, and it was the old man who was at fault. I don't remember very well. In the end, I decided not to light the man on fire. The last thing I remember before my alarm woke me was the long haired fellow pulling clumps of hair off his head. I think he was sad, I think he was proud of his long greasy hair. It was still long, just not as long.

Thursday, January 27, 2011

LET'S LEARN FINNISH

The Nokia name comes from the ancient soot marten, a small, black-furred predatory animal that lived on the banks of the Nokianvirta river ... Today the City of Nokia's coat of arms bears the likeness of this animal climbing a blue stream.

Wednesday, January 26, 2011

Thursday, January 20, 2011

Spontaneous similtude

ħkʰárwə: I am like the Lucifer of the Nazis. (Understand that for that analogy to work correctly, the Nazis have to be the army of God. I think I'm getting my point across, though... or am I just wasted? *pours more wine*)

Thursday, January 13, 2011

Saturday, January 8, 2011

Learn every possible language (well, uh, like, MOST of them)

Because spammers have managed to take over the Google search results and are asking $200 for public domain language courses, I would like to take this opportunity to point out where you can get free language-learning materials developed by the US Foreign Service Institute (i.e. State Department) for their diplomats back in the 1960s:

http://fsi-language-courses.org/

TA-DA. I'm learning Twi! And by "learning" I mean "totally thinking about learning one of these days."