I thought this conversation with Ryan was funny...
AWhig (9:25:02 AM): is it still 32 cents to mail something to HI?
uhtoot (9:25:28 AM): 32?!?!
uhtoot (9:25:35 AM): dude, live in the NOW!!!!
AWhig (9:25:35 AM): or is it more or whatever the standard is?
AWhig (9:25:37 AM): :-)
uhtoot (9:25:57 AM): it hasn't been 32 for a couple years now
uhtoot (9:26:10 AM): i think it's like 37 or something
AWhig (9:26:24 AM): i don't know these things. they never put a number on the stamps now, cuz they always change it. it's always like a flower or a fucking flag or something
uhtoot (9:26:34 AM): that's true
uhtoot (9:26:59 AM): i don't really know either
AWhig (9:27:05 AM): suckabitch
uhtoot (9:27:07 AM): but it's not 32
AWhig (9:27:19 AM): ha
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Here's my photograph I bought a few weeks ago. We went to an arts fair in Northampton, MA. and I fell in love with this photo for some reason. It's a line of trees over a dike in Holland. In the background is another line of trees along another dike. I kind of imagine the trees as people.
I guess I am now an official art collector.
This was just too funny...
NEW YORK (Reuters) -- It's official. Men really are afraid of commitment.
Confirming what women have long known, an American study released on Wednesday shows men are dragging their feet on getting married.
Researchers say one of the biggest reasons that men are delaying marriage is that more and more couples are choosing to live together before marriage. As a result, sex -- traditionally one of the main reasons for men to marry -- is relatively easily available, they say.
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From Slashdot...DaisyMan over on ArsWare has come up with a software based Dead Man's Switch that will, if you don't 'check in' every so often, post a message (presumably about your demise, but whatever you wish) to various message boards, send email (maybe that incriminating evidence?) to your friends, and encrypt specified files on your computer so that 'they' can't have them. Paranoia? Yeah, but they really _are_ watching you ..." [More]
Okay. I've been a bit inattentive lately, but for good reason...
Anyway, I just read this and thought it was cool...
'Thinking' robot in escape bid - Scientists running a pioneering experiment with "living robots" which think for themselves today said they were amazed to find one escaping from the centre where it "lives". [More]
I belong to a email list about Richard Buckner. This whole week has been filled with opinions about selling out, etc. because a Jay Farrar tuned showed up in a VW commercial. Anyway, another topic has been favorite RB stories. This one made me laugh...
From: "Neil A Gray"
Seriously though, I was reminded a little while back of my first
buckner show (someone mentioned what i think was the same story). I
believe the venue was called little brother's, in columbus (drove down
from cleveland). anyway, as was mentioned, some woman's cell phone
went
off twice (i can't remember which song, but it was something quiet off
the hill - maybe emily sparks?). it was really a horrible moment; she
was right up front too. I believe his exact words were "what the
fuck?!?". his exclamation was about ten times louder than the music
had
been, leaving a gaping silence afterwards. She sort of
scream/whimpered
"i thought i turned it off" and...
So I had a long week. It all started last Sunday when I slept for about 3 hours and then woke up early to run the AIDS run. I didn't manage to catch up on my sleep until this Saturday when I took a long nap. Between work, and then going to a couple of interviews and then going to Northampton on Thursday night to see Richard Buckner in concert, I barely got any sleep.
That night, I left Northampton at 1:30 am. I drove for about a half hour before I decided to stop at a rest stop on the turnpike and take a nap. I was going to do a power nap, but after my alarm went off, I kept sleeping. I ended up sleeping for an hour between 2 and 3 am. Then I got back on the road. I ended up getting home around 4:30 am. The whole time I was pretty much freaked out. I was very tired, and there were no cars on the road, so I couldn't tell how fast I was going unless I looked down at the speedometer. Every time I looked though, I had a hard time switching context from the speedometer to the ro...