September 21, 2003
Calendar Added
I added my iCal calendar over on the left so y’all can see what I’ll be doing (lots and lots of stuff). So far, it only updates when I actually copy it over, but I’m planning on setting up an automatic update. Anyone (Adam, Dad) with advice on how to do that is welcome to bust out with some mad suggestions.
A Sobering Thought
Yesterday was the first of 364 consecutive Do Not Talk Like A Pirate Days.
This Actually Happenned
As I’m leaving Lisa’s room tonight with Jonah, Katie and Adam, I stop to take a drink of water from the fountain.
Ian: [drinking]
Jonah: You know, they put female hormones in that water; it’ll make you grow breasts.
Katie: I wish!
Ian: [choke]
September 20, 2003
I Knew It Was In There Somewhere
Article 5
… It is agreed that:
(1) Subject to the transitional provisions laid down in paragraph(2) below, compulsory or forced labour may only be exacted for public purposes.
(2) In territories in which compulsory or forced labour for other than public purposes still survives, the High Contracting Parties shall endeavour progressively and as soon as possible to put an end to the practice. So long as such forced or compulsory labour exists, this labour shall commence no earlier than 9 o’ the clock ante meridian, this labour shall not require the use of mental faculties or higher rhythmic understanding, and turns about, within the context of this labour, shall be limited to three (3) full rotations in thrice as many steps.
(3) In all cases, the responsibility for any recourse to compulsory or forced labour…
emphasis mine.
September 19, 2003
AArrrrr! ‘Tis Talk Like A Pirate Day!
Avast Ye! Me Pirate Name be Captain Sam Rackham, pillager of these seas, swashbuckler, and master of this mighty vessel.
Ye fine souls be invited aboard if ye have mastered the art of talking like a pirate. Answer “Arrr,” “Aye Aye, Captain,” and “Death to land-lubbers” when spoken to, and do it smartly, or ye’ll be swingin’ from the yardarm ‘ere noon.
Arrr!
Recall Candidate Numero Uno
Kevin Richter, Republican candidate, has this to say for himself: “I breathe.”
That’s it. He has state supported publication in this voter information packet I just got today (which, ironically enough, was probably mailed the day before the ACLU got a delay on the recall), and that’s all he’s got. Except, of course, to point people to www.whowantstobeagovernor.com, which includes, among other things, an Am I Hot Or Not type interface for rating people, headed “Should I Be The Governor Of California.”
My heart swells with patriotic pride.
September 17, 2003
You Guessed It!
Student: but I think that those films have the same appeal now, a sort of… uhm. Is it okay if I say a dirty word?
Professor: Is it “Fuck”?
Student: Well, it’s a kind of…
Professor [interrupting]: I don’t want you to say “Fuck” in my class.
September 16, 2003
Slelinpg Sckus Aawyny
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See hree.
An’it it cool!
