Tuesday, May 31, 2005

Stupid Tests

Kitsune
You scored 16 in Malice and 28 in Chaos!

You are the Kitsune, or "Fox demon," the ultimate doer of mischief.
Kitsune belong to a class of demons known as "Henge," or animal
shape-shifters, along with the Tanuki, or badger-demon. They are
uncanny creatures who are notorious as much for their malevolence as
for their wild and unpredictable behavior; a fox demon may help a
human, only to betray him in deepest consequence at a later date.
Kitsune are known to frequently possess women or pose as humans,
causing chaos and catastrophe where ever they go. They are mischievous
creatures who take great pleasure in playing terrible tricks on
unsuspecting mortals; however, this behavior indicates that they are
more perversely playful and apathetic to human suffering than genuinely
evil and desirous of harm.



My test tracked 2 variables How you compared to other people your age and gender:
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You scored higher than 25% on Malice
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You scored higher than 75% on Chaos
Link: The Japanese Demon Profile Test written by Maharbal on OkCupid Free Online Dating

Friday, May 27, 2005

Hirst Arts Building Plans Page

I must pursue this one day... definition of a hobby: something that costs mondey. Hirst Arts Building Plans Page

Thursday, May 26, 2005

William Steig, Children's Book author

William Steig, Children's Book author

The above will make sense in just a second. The conversation started with one of those, remember when we were kids things. The thing about:

MR DUCKS
MR NOT
OSAR
CM WANGS
LIB
MR DUCKS

Which I had never heard, but hey there are all sorts of odd things I remember from being a kid including the url at the top which is the author of CDB. Funny how your mind fixes on things. I still remember my elemetary school library. Down the stairs, kind of basement like really. Right next to the library was the art room. Both of which supplied plenty of good times. Funny how when you go off to college everything kind of changes. Dewey decimals to library of congress and the world shifts, remolding itself in some adult landscape of work and worry.

Almost to Friday

A bevy of meetings today or rather a cornucopia, a scrumptious palette of people layed out for your viewing and talking pleasure. Oh to watch teeth and gums work making communication possible. Conversations about almost nothing... listen to them go, go baby go. Everything has an explanation now doesn't it. Let me tell what I have to say... listen to me for I have the reasons. Let my people go. Ha.

Is it really hate or is it good old fashioned disdain. That cold quesy nauseus feeling you get when you really don't want to see someone or be basically near them. Chemical reaction you ask or is more than that. Some part of the brain being called upon to pull a file from that cabinet and display it in all it's beauty. A personal autoposy of the wills.

Wednesday, May 25, 2005

iRobot - Robots for the Real World : Scooba Landing

iRobot - Robots for the Real World : Scooba Landing

Why you playing with the bees


bees.jpg
Originally uploaded by rocketboyt28.

Poor little lost bees. So the bees struck the other day at work. Actually they didn't strike anybody or anything for that matter. Shoot, they weren't even those really cool killer bees you used to read about. Remember those bees that were going to move up through the US and get all of us. Something out of them or some crazy craziness. Anyways these bees were simply confused, following around a lost queen. Didn't make a lot of sense to me but then I don't keep bees now do I.

Looking for to this weekend, a day off and perhaps a little fishing. Anime on Saturday night and everything will be just fine.
Silly
Laugh with a friend. Enjoy the moment.

Wise words written on what amounts to a fortune cookie saying given out by the good folks over at Counseling Services. Fairs and what not are generally not my favorite thing, people milling here and there making playful banter amongst themselves. Smiling, laughing, lips smacking away on a piece of laffy taffy reminding myself of little old ladies or people wrecking themselves on some new fabricated chemical. Still foraging for answers in all the wrong faces... truly what is the meaning of everything and does it matter anyway. Funny how you used to chuckly 42 to yourself and now you know so much less than then. Worry less - enjoy more, a nice credo but truly how far will that take you. Lately it's been more of what can I build upon and grow than the usual look at me whee hee. Am I truly the team player my mind says I am. Who truly wants all that glory? Self esteem and inner beauty compounded by our supposed friends until the velvety goodness spills from our ears like lost velveeta seeking a home where it can congeal back into itself. Oh well, the paper did say silly, right.

Wednesday, May 18, 2005

It's hasn't been a rough week but still a long and tedious one none the less. Health seems to be the topic lately. People in and out of the office. Persons here at work checking into hospitals and just of feeling of either you are healthy or not. Trying to get out more and walk walk walk. Get that weight down and stay healthy. Actually went to the doctor's and for that I proudly patted my back. Man, going to the dentist, doctor, or whatever can be such a drag. Not that it's a bad experience, more of a slightly embarrassing kind of thing, humbling so to speak. Funny how a person goes through cycles, concentrating on this or that. Look for the good is this week's idiotic goal, seek things out and just flat out ignore the things you can't stand. I really don't have too much to say I'm just killing time until this evening's happy hour. Ugh, people and schmoozing. Smile and say hello, the world isn't after you or your paranoid mind. No one is going to grind up the old brain and put it in a robot. Really, some sleep would be nice.

Tuesday, May 17, 2005

Working on Lot N


garage.jpg
Originally uploaded by
rocketboyt28.
Lot N memories. Strange watching something being torn down. A little bit, day by day. The sound of concrete and metal, biting, scraping. The machines keep working and the thing comes down, piece by piece. Shaking the pieces over huge dumpsters waiting for the recycled material. Looking at spaces where cars used to park, where my car used to be parked. The visits and walks down to our vehicles. See you later, tomorrow, good luck and whatever else passes for some goodbye greeting. The death of the garage is bitter sweet, perhaps a wee bit melancholy but I don't think I would go that far. It' s nothing really to lament over. Sleep will not be lost nor tears either bitter or of joy. Alas I will miss a structure on the way into work.

Thursday, May 12, 2005

VisiBone

VisiBone

Pickup a css cheatsheet one of these days. Plastic. Must stop thinkin g about robots. Robots.

Wednesday, May 11, 2005

Training

Lunch time during CSS class, is anything sweeter... nah not really. Mental notes on a couple of things. Look into better, faster text editors, in class we're using Crimson Editor. Not bad, color coding and all that jazz, a little auto fill wouldn't hurt but the sucker is pretty customizeable (sp?). Play around some more with TopStyle and get in all sorts of trouble. Also w3schools.com appears to be quite good for the old tutorial recommendation, plus bitching charts and what nots. Anyway it never hurts to scribble this stuff down in more than one place. All pieces of a pie that together make up what pi.

Besides all that, life really aint that bad. Still want to finish that story, only a couple of days left. Also need to drop in more vegetables although the tomatoes are coming in just fine. Tree is now all gone, what a bunch of sunlight. Must plant some new trees and be the happy arborist (sp?), just thing arbor day. Man it's hot. If luck and weather man are with us all should be well this weekend if not a little bit wet.

Old school anime Saturday Night at AnimeStack. Life is definately looking up.

Tuesday, May 03, 2005

Rod Stewart - So Far Away Lyrics

Man, do I hate it when you get some silly song stuck in your head. Then to find out, horror of horrors it's a Rod Stewart tune. Oh well, back to work.

Rod Stewart - So Far Away Lyrics: "Rod Stewart - So Far Away Lyrics

So far away
Doesn't anybody stay in one place anymore ?
It would be so fine to see your face at my door
And it doesn't help to know
You're just time away
Long ago I reached for you
And there you stood
Holding you again could only
Do me good
Oh how I wish I could
But you're so far away
One more song about moving along the highway
I can't say much of anything that's new
But if I could only work this life out my way
I'd rather spend it being close to you
But you're so far away
Doesn't anybody stay in one place anymore ?
It would be so fine to see your face at my door
And it doesn't help to know
You're so far away
So far away, yeah, you're so far away
Travelling around sure gets me down and lonely
Nothing else to do but close my mind
And I sure hope the road don't get to own me
There's so many dreams that I've yet to find
But you're so far away
Doesn't anybody stay in one place anymore ?
It would be so fine to see your face at my door
And it doesn't help to know
You're so far away
You're so far away"