Saturday, June 22, 2002
Two great tastes....
WRT search results, I recently became concerned about the number of folk who fetch up here while questing for either pictures of J0rdan's t1ts or pictures of dead dogs. How disappointed they must be, I thought, when they come here and find a site bereft of either. To remedy this state of affairs, I present my new masterpiece:
JOR-DOG! A picture of J0rdan- with dead dogs for t1ts!
(No t1ts were harmed in the making of this picture.)
WRT search results, I recently became concerned about the number of folk who fetch up here while questing for either pictures of J0rdan's t1ts or pictures of dead dogs. How disappointed they must be, I thought, when they come here and find a site bereft of either. To remedy this state of affairs, I present my new masterpiece:
JOR-DOG! A picture of J0rdan- with dead dogs for t1ts!
(No t1ts were harmed in the making of this picture.)
This has got to be my favourite search referral so far.
Yahoo! Search Results for how to make pencils levitate
Had another one like this the other day, funnily enough. Anyway, here ya go, Pencil Person. I can't promise that you'll be able to levitate anything, but this page has some good all-round exercizes: Playful Psychic.
Yahoo! Search Results for how to make pencils levitate
Had another one like this the other day, funnily enough. Anyway, here ya go, Pencil Person. I can't promise that you'll be able to levitate anything, but this page has some good all-round exercizes: Playful Psychic.
Am I right in thinking this is a horrible injustice?
Fom here: Torn From America
Manalastas is a 45-year-old Filipino immigrant who has been in a Kentucky jail since March 6, awaiting deportation... He is listed as an "absconder," which means he sits in jail without a chance to present his case before a judge, or even to post bail... He's lost his $11-an-hour job at a Kentucky beverage plant. His dream of patenting a pig-roasting oven he invented for the catering business he does on the side has faded. Neither his wife nor any of his daughters are allowed to work. Since his arrest, the family has had no income. They have been forced to raise money for legal fees by holding garage sales. They have turned to friends for groceries. Soon, the family will be forced to leave its rented home....
It gets worse. Read the article for more.
Fom here: Torn From America
Manalastas is a 45-year-old Filipino immigrant who has been in a Kentucky jail since March 6, awaiting deportation... He is listed as an "absconder," which means he sits in jail without a chance to present his case before a judge, or even to post bail... He's lost his $11-an-hour job at a Kentucky beverage plant. His dream of patenting a pig-roasting oven he invented for the catering business he does on the side has faded. Neither his wife nor any of his daughters are allowed to work. Since his arrest, the family has had no income. They have been forced to raise money for legal fees by holding garage sales. They have turned to friends for groceries. Soon, the family will be forced to leave its rented home....
It gets worse. Read the article for more.
Beefcaaaaaake!
I want a sword. For the last year and a half, I've been really into the idea of having a really big sword, a broadsword or something, and getting really good at using it- maybe as a sort of magickal keep-fit exercise.
I got back into an exercise regimen recently. I noticed that my thigh muscles were getting tired after walking any real distance, so I started doing squat thrusts. I've now got it so I'm doing about two dozen a day, which is fine exept the other day I noticed a couple of red stretch-marks. I already have some (relics of my accelerated puberty) but they're really old and had got to the silver-streak stage and didn't show so much. I haven't put on any weight, in fact I've lost a few pounds, so the marks can only be due to an increase in the size of the muscles.
I don't get it. In all other respects I have a typical high-oestragen physique: curvy, with little body or facial hair. But when I exercize my muscles bulk up faster than some men I know. I had to give up some upper-boddy stuff I was doing a few years ago because my neck ended up almost as thick as my head. It's insane.
I want a sword. For the last year and a half, I've been really into the idea of having a really big sword, a broadsword or something, and getting really good at using it- maybe as a sort of magickal keep-fit exercise.
I got back into an exercise regimen recently. I noticed that my thigh muscles were getting tired after walking any real distance, so I started doing squat thrusts. I've now got it so I'm doing about two dozen a day, which is fine exept the other day I noticed a couple of red stretch-marks. I already have some (relics of my accelerated puberty) but they're really old and had got to the silver-streak stage and didn't show so much. I haven't put on any weight, in fact I've lost a few pounds, so the marks can only be due to an increase in the size of the muscles.
I don't get it. In all other respects I have a typical high-oestragen physique: curvy, with little body or facial hair. But when I exercize my muscles bulk up faster than some men I know. I had to give up some upper-boddy stuff I was doing a few years ago because my neck ended up almost as thick as my head. It's insane.
Friday, June 21, 2002
Las Vegas SUN: Candidate Asks Opponent to Fight
Quoth Dave Thomas, Republican candidate: "We'll take this matter outside... mano a mano, buddy."
On telly. No, really.
Quoth Dave Thomas, Republican candidate: "We'll take this matter outside... mano a mano, buddy."
On telly. No, really.
Thursday, June 20, 2002
You're so vain, you prob'ly think this blog is about you
Y'know what's really wierd? With a few notable exeptions, most of the people who read this blog (apart from the strange dog-hunters) seem to be people who profess to dislike me; who claim to find me "boring", "annoying" or "loud-mouthed". I mean, I'll write something on here and nowhere else, and then a day or so later I'll get someone commenting on it (directly or indirectly). For example, I made some comment back in April about not posting something I'd written here in case my "Number One Fan" read it and threw a wobbly, and no less than six- six!- different people assumed I meant them and them alone. (The person I was actually referring to, meanwhile, cooled her jets and made an effort to square things. Go figure.) There's one or two people who even seem to read this thing every day.
I seriously fail to get it. I don't even read my freind's diaries as often as my detractors read mine. Why spend an appreciable amount of your time reading and re-reading something that's so "worthless" or "offensive"? Why not stick to IckleRainbowPoniesWithWings.com, or whatever? Why not come offline for five minutes and go for an icecream? Christ, anything, really. It's not that I don't want people to read this, I'm flattered and all, but... heck, haven't you people got lives?
PS: I hate you.
Y'know what's really wierd? With a few notable exeptions, most of the people who read this blog (apart from the strange dog-hunters) seem to be people who profess to dislike me; who claim to find me "boring", "annoying" or "loud-mouthed". I mean, I'll write something on here and nowhere else, and then a day or so later I'll get someone commenting on it (directly or indirectly). For example, I made some comment back in April about not posting something I'd written here in case my "Number One Fan" read it and threw a wobbly, and no less than six- six!- different people assumed I meant them and them alone. (The person I was actually referring to, meanwhile, cooled her jets and made an effort to square things. Go figure.) There's one or two people who even seem to read this thing every day.
I seriously fail to get it. I don't even read my freind's diaries as often as my detractors read mine. Why spend an appreciable amount of your time reading and re-reading something that's so "worthless" or "offensive"? Why not stick to IckleRainbowPoniesWithWings.com, or whatever? Why not come offline for five minutes and go for an icecream? Christ, anything, really. It's not that I don't want people to read this, I'm flattered and all, but... heck, haven't you people got lives?
PS: I hate you.
Tuesday, June 18, 2002
Reality Bites
B*gger. After the initial burst of activity that followed my decision to give Uni the heave-ho, I seem to have contracted galloping ennui. I have a huge student loan, a monstrous overdraft, and a credit card bill; I also owe the squeeze a ridiculous amount of money. Even if I got a job tomorrow, it's unlikely that I'd be earning enough to even start paying off all this c**p. It's looking increasingly likely that I'll end up back at the hinge factory or something, at least in the short term.
I want a job, so that I can have money. I don't want a job, so that I can look for a better job. I need... what do I need? I really need a miracle. My mage-fu seems weak lately tho'.
Get up. Get up. Getupgetupgetupgetup.
B*gger. After the initial burst of activity that followed my decision to give Uni the heave-ho, I seem to have contracted galloping ennui. I have a huge student loan, a monstrous overdraft, and a credit card bill; I also owe the squeeze a ridiculous amount of money. Even if I got a job tomorrow, it's unlikely that I'd be earning enough to even start paying off all this c**p. It's looking increasingly likely that I'll end up back at the hinge factory or something, at least in the short term.
I want a job, so that I can have money. I don't want a job, so that I can look for a better job. I need... what do I need? I really need a miracle. My mage-fu seems weak lately tho'.
Get up. Get up. Getupgetupgetupgetup.
Guardian Unlimited | The Guardian | We won't deny our consciences
What's really depressing is that I actually found this thru Wil Wheaton's weblog.
Bad subversive. Slap wristies. No pie for bad subversive who does not read Grauniad thoughroughly.
What's really depressing is that I actually found this thru Wil Wheaton's weblog.
Bad subversive. Slap wristies. No pie for bad subversive who does not read Grauniad thoughroughly.
Democratic Underground Forums - Ohio State fascism - What happened today
Fuck fuckity fuck fuck fuck. Is this for real?
Fuck fuckity fuck fuck fuck. Is this for real?
Monday, June 17, 2002
I have got to elevate my sights. Raise my game. Most importantly I have got to stop stressing over petty shit that other people come out with. It DOESN'T MATTER! It never did. I don't help myself by going on the attack; I don't help anyone else either. Let it go, unless there's some danger to others; then approach with intellect, not fury.
Things are changing, for me. I have to leave all this stuff behind. All the lies, all the badly-thought-out crap, all the kneejerk reactions. I have to accept that I'll be dealing with these things from now on, and learn not to care. Or to care only when I need to.
You know what you have to do.
You know what you have to do.
You know what you have to do.
Sunday, June 16, 2002
Saturday, June 15, 2002
Yet another pass-it-on perlitikerl thang.
This time it's about privacy and stuff. Lissen up, especially if you live in Europe.
So, there you have it. Can't be bothered to reformat? Nip across to plasticbag.org- there's a txt file of the whole thing availiable for download. (You should read plasticbag anyway, coz it's a bit good.) Either that, or:
1: Use the view source option (from the View menu on the toolbar, or rightclick on the page and select view source)
2: Scroll down untill you see this comment: "THIS IS THE BIT ABOUT YOUR PRIVACY COMING UNDER THREAT"
3: Copy the bit between that and "END OF BIT ABOUT YOUR PRIVACY COMING UNDER THREAT"
4: Save it as a txt file.
5: Paste it into your blog, website, email, or whatever.
Et viola.
This time it's about privacy and stuff. Lissen up, especially if you live in Europe.
Post Office To Steam Open Your History File [from stand.org.uk]
One of the more extreme powers the Regulation of Investigatory Powers Act (RIPA) handed out two years ago let government agencies obtain "traffic data" without a judicial warrant.
Traffic data is best described as the writing on the envelope of a message, instead of its contents. It can be the list of phone numbers you have called in the last six months. Or a full list of Websites you have visited. Or the times you log on, and from where. Or who you e-mail, or what programs you've downloaded, or what newsgroups you read. Or the position of your cellphone last Tuesday at five.
Because the risk of abuse of this power (there's no judicial oversight - all that's needed is the permission of a suitably high-powered boss), those who could wield it were strictly limited. Only the police, Customs and Excise and the secret services were allowed access to traffic data in the original act.
Not any more.
On Friday, the Home Office petitioned parliament to add a vast array of organisations to that list. If their passes, everyone from the DTI, any local authority, the Food Standards Agency, the Home Office themselves (of course), and staggeringly enough, Consignia. The final entry in the list says that "A Universal Service Provider within the meaning of the Postal Services Act 2000" has the same power as the secret services to read your traffic data. There's only one USP in Britain right now, and that's the provider previously known as the Royal Mail.
If the idea that the fricking Post Office has access to your web logs (access which would cost a competitive company millions, and would probably get them investigated by the Data Protection people), let alone every minor apparatchik on the block, you might want to kick up a fuss about this. It's due to appear before MPs on June 18th, and the Lords a little after.
How do I find out more?
Read the Order before Parliament. It's very short (although the list of allowed organisations is very long - two minutes should do it).
Flick through our quick notes on the original RIPA law. (The notes are based on an earlier draft, so the section numbers are a bit off. But you get the idea.)
What can I do?
Fax your MP now. The Order is to be debated next Tuesday, and these things are usually rubber-stamped. Tell your MP which groups you don't want to be spied on by (list them all), and tell him why. Explain what traffic data means (your MP might not now how wide-ranging it is). Explain it in terms he or she can understand - if they're a Conservative, explain how it's government prying into people's lives. If they're Labour, talk about civil rights. If they're Liberal, say what you like - the LibDems are usually down with this sort of nonsense. Ask for a reply.
It'll take twenty minutes of your time. It'll make a difference. Members of Parliament hate having this sort of wide-ranging power sneaked past them as much as you do. If you're feeling a bit lazy today, you could forward this message to one of your more overactive friends. And then write your letter tomorrow.
Experts
If you're a journalist, or want to write a detailed piece for others, you can contact Ian Brown (+44 7970 164526) at The Foundation for Information Policy Research (FIPR). As ever, they were the ones to spot this piece of nastiness first. And if you're feeling flush, for £25 you can join the Friends of FIPR which will get you advance alerts and a warm feeling about these issues.
So, there you have it. Can't be bothered to reformat? Nip across to plasticbag.org- there's a txt file of the whole thing availiable for download. (You should read plasticbag anyway, coz it's a bit good.) Either that, or:
1: Use the view source option (from the View menu on the toolbar, or rightclick on the page and select view source)
2: Scroll down untill you see this comment: "THIS IS THE BIT ABOUT YOUR PRIVACY COMING UNDER THREAT"
3: Copy the bit between that and "END OF BIT ABOUT YOUR PRIVACY COMING UNDER THREAT"
4: Save it as a txt file.
5: Paste it into your blog, website, email, or whatever.
Et viola.
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