vendredi 5 mars 2004

Self love It's odd when you accidentally find out that you once made somebody's day. I don't think I did that at the Factory, during a period of temporary insanity this afternoon, playing the fool again to keep everybody happy with the prospect of international women's day looming anew. Carole wanted lots of stories about it. But my victim kept her end up. I know I promised, if not in public, to steer clear of Daypop's Top 40. After all, what's the point of blogging about the same thing as everybody else? But here's the exception that bends the rule: "SELF LOVE - Lady, I know your team win the game, but wait until you gets home??" That's merely the top listed entry, at the moment, on the list at Derek Yu's 'Accidental Video Porn Game Archive'. Far worse follows... The observant may have noticed the recent appearance of another manifestation of self-love. The addition of some "wishful thinking" on the right-hand side of this page is not the working of a diseased imagination erroneously and laughably convinced that anybody is actually going to send me anything from Amazon I've put in the list. It is simply a knot in the handkerchief. A Gordian note to self. Otherwise, I tend to forget what I want. Or may have wanted. Or had a more than passing interest in, aroused by reading. Whose day did I make? Pavi Thomas's. At 'integrate - CHAOS AND CONVERGENCE'. Last December 11. It was something I said. Ships in the night. Unable to manage a serious mood, I was surveying the blogosphere. Bits about me, in particular. To find myself even blogrolled by people I've never written about or encountered. Trouble is, even the friendly light of ships in the night is no cure for shits in the day, which is why I kept disappearing this afternoon. The passing vengeance of the Condition, scarcely mentioned for too long, persists. Unless it's the fault of the rosy kidneys in the AFP canteen, which were absolutely delicious at the time but ensured that nobody wanted to look when I brought my tray up to the Desk. I think it's all gone now, which means I can safely go to bed. Which means I will be bushy-tailed in the Factory tomorrow, if not necessarily bright. 11:02:50 PM  link   your views? [] Hubble finds Van Gogh's stars ... and 'phone cheats "As above, so below". Or is it in our heads? "'Starry Night', Vincent van Gogh's famous painting, is renowned for its bold whorls of light sweeping across a raging night sky. Although this image of the heavens came only from the artist's restless imagination, a new picture from NASA's Hubble Space Telescope bears remarkable similarities to the van Gogh work, complete with never-before-seen spirals of dust swirling across trillions of miles of interstellar space." Not only is the big picture stunning to look at, the story behind V838 Mon is an interesting read at Red Nova news (via a Moreover feed). zzz "Darling, I'm still stuck at the dentist's." In a tip for the devious, Slashdot reveals a mobile phone background noise cheat with Simeda's SoundCover. For 15 misspent dollars, you can stick a traffic jam in the bedroom. And worse... 11:15:39 AM  link   your views? []

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