According to beebo.org/lately, it will be my 9k/day birthday on November 30th. A full 9000 days old. No wonder I’m exhausted all the time. Our Lord Jesus Christ, however, will be celebrating his next “thousandth” birthday on Thursday, 23 May 2002. He will be 731000. Or at least he would be if he wasn’t 1) dead and 2) not born on the 25th of December 0000.
Congratulations to Dave, ex of Cortex on the move to brainsluice.com and the extremely successful redesign.
Ew. Just saw plasticbag.org on a PC for the first time in months, and frankly I don’t like the way it looks at all. I mean, it all pretty much works, but it just doesn’t look right. Some reconsideration might be on the cards, finally…
Knocked off another epinion while I should have been tidying up the flat for my flatmate’s imminent arrival in the morning. This one’s about The Patriot.
“But in this – the first year of the new Millennium – there are a whole new batch of bad-guys to hate and fear – the people who may come along while you sleep and replace your children with crude duplicates carved out of root vegetables – the people who wear exotic clothing and move in an almost sinisterly stiff fashion – mindless drones of cruel masters, the menace is now … British …
“
Storming lyrics from an epic song. We may never see their like again:
He has a powerful weapon
He charges a million a shot…
The person who wrote the piece below has asked to be credited for it, as is her right. Her name is: Marcia van der Beek and her e-mail address is clog@dutchbint.org.
The thing I think I dislike about work in general is the way that one is forced to censor what one wants to say if you are saying it in the public arena. If I have problems at work, if I disagree with a decision, if I decide to look for another job, I have to keep my mouth very firmly shut. It’s very aggravating.
I wrote an epinion about Requiem for a Dream. The review in a line? “This is a brilliantly made, visually stunning, well-performed piece of perfect cinema, that if you have any sense of self-preservation you will NEVER, EVER go and see.”
Here’s a new game for you. This one is called “What Kind of Person Buys That”. I was wandering through Amazon.co.uk today, and I stumbled upon a book called Hacking Exposed. Apparently people who buy Pixies albums are interested in hacking. But then I thought to myself, “I wonder what people who buy Hacking Exposed are interested in?” So I clicked and I had a look. Here is a list:
So now we know…
Grrrr. Matt is too talented. I hate Matt. I wish Matt would die rather than knock up really cool little natty links pages in the middle of the night on a whim, when it takes me months to find the time to put together anything of any use at all. Die Matt, Die. This is why Matt must die: inconnected links page.