res ipsa loquitor...
Monday, June 30, 2003
everest climb via motorcycle...
this is about the dumbest thing i've heard of in quite some time.
"A SWEDISH woman hopes to climb Mount Everest on a motorcycle in a bid to beat the unofficial world record for the highest altitude on a bike, Swedish daily Dagens Nyheter reported today."
the focus of 'can it be done' should be moved to 'should it be done'. i hope she tries to traverse the khumbu icefalls w/ her hog.
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Tuesday, June 24, 2003
because he didn't do it 'my way'...
it's how the chairman of the board himself would have handled this matter - man killed for singing a sinatra tune off key
posted by dave @ 6/24/2003 02:26:00 PM - Google It! -
new link...
as much as i hate to give him credit - cotner (of www.askcotner.com fame) has turned me on to cam edwards site. for the most part, political blogs bore me to death - i hate them. but cam's site has just the right mixture of politics and random subject matter to keep me interested. the only drawback to linking to him, is that now i can't plagiarize his material.
posted by dave @ 6/24/2003 01:02:00 PM -
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diary entrys...
HER DIARY
sunday night i thought he was acting weird. we had made plans to meet and have a drink. i was shopping with my friends all day long, so i thought he was upset at the fact that i was a little late, but he made no comment.
conversation wasn't flowing so i suggested that we go somewhere quiet so we could talk, he agreed but he kept quiet and absent. i asked him what was wrong - he said, "nothing." i asked him if it was my fault that he was upset. he said it had nothing to do with me and not to worry.
on the way home i told him that i loved him, he simply smiled and kept driving. i can't explain his behavior; i don't know why he didn't say, "i love you, too."
when we got home i felt as if i had lost him, as if he wanted nothing to do with me anymore. he just sat there and watched tv; he seemed distant and absent.
finally i decided to go to bed. about 10 minutes later he came to bed and to my surprise he responded to my caress and we made love, but i still felt that he was distracted and his thoughts were somewhere else.
i decided that i couldn't take it anymore, and i was going to confront him with the situation but he had fallen asleep. i started crying and cried until i too fell asleep. i don't know what to do. i'm almost sure that his thoughts are with someone else. my life is a disaster.
HIS DIARY
the cardinals lost today, but at least i got laid.
posted by dave @ 6/24/2003 10:20:00 AM -
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Thursday, June 19, 2003
creative commons...
i've noticed quite a few weblogs and personal sites recently that have the little 'creative commons' banner placed on their main page. i've assumed that it's some type of simplified copyright, and out of curiosity i googled it and did some reading. i ran across this posting about a shortcoming in creative commons licensing - i'm not a lawyer - don't care to be one - and don't claim to know anything about law - but this is an interesting take, and seems to be well written and really raises some valid issues.
although cancorn.com is in a weblog format - i don't consider it a 'blog', infact i hate the term. it is a personal site - my personal site to be specific. i post things that 'i' find interesting, pictures of 'me' and 'my' family, and make fun of 'my' friends. it's readers consist of me and a few - and i stress 'few' - friends, co-workers, and family - most of what i post is of no interest to anyone else with the rare exception of an occasional google referral. the thought never crossed my mind that i would need some type of protection as this or an actual copyright. i link to a lot of stories from other sites - what content can i, as the average owner of a personal site, be held responsible, or liable for?
posted by dave @ 6/19/2003 09:16:00 AM - Google It! -
Friday, June 13, 2003
featured site of the day...
something posessed cotner to link to here from his site - i guess he doesn't feel that he gets enough abuse on the blacklist, a sadist - in his honor, please visit www.askcotner.com and click on any link there. it will make his day.
ps - if anyone is interested in a askcotner.com t-shirt - please contact me or timmy via email. they feature the askcotner.com logo and we have them ready to ship now, they are only 10 bucks - guaranteed to be the ugliest t-shirt you own. [paypal accepted]
posted by dave @ 6/13/2003 08:51:00 AM - Google It! -
Wednesday, June 11, 2003
i would SOOOO do that...
things i would do in a heartbeat...
- go skydiving
- spend a week completely alone
- ride a bike across the country
- trek to everest base camp
- see tom jones live
- pilot an ultralight
- take my kids to the grand canyon
- go on a cruise
- go back to my jr. high and high school history and geography classes, and listen.
- explore every region of my country
- drive a car in the paris-dakar rally
- go in the operator's booth of a construction crane on top of a skyscraper
- spend the night on alcatraz
- try food from every ethnic group
- receive a visit from the ghost of christmas past
- scuba dive in tropical reefs
- drink with frank, dean, and sammy
posted by dave @ 6/11/2003 10:26:00 AM - Google It! -
Tuesday, June 10, 2003
martha should have used this defense...
andrew carlssin - a wall street trader who has been arrested for insider trading and is sitting in jail until he gives up his sources insists that he's from the year 2256...
"In a bid for leniency, Carlssin has reportedly offered to divulge "historical facts" such as the whereabouts of Osama Bin Laden and a cure for AIDS."
while he's giving up secrets, shouldn't we ask where the weapons of mass destruction are?
posted by dave @ 6/10/2003 04:15:00 PM - Google It! -
Friday, June 06, 2003
these times are coming soon for me...
carter is only 3 right now - but i dread the day when this is me. 6 years ago, when my wife was pregnant with wil (our first child), she asked me if i was nervous about having a baby - my answer was that 'having a baby i can handle - but having a teenager scares the hell out of me."
THE CURSE OF CURFEW
By W. Bruce Cameron
My eyelids snap open at exactly twenty-two hundred hours, responding to an
inner alarm that sounds whenever a daughter is out on a school night.
Curfew has darkened the land, and any children caught outside the perimeter
are now subject to arrest and the torture of telephone deprivation.
I pad down the stairs to my daughter's bedroom. Every light is on and her
stereo is blaring, sure signs that she's not home. It is now two minutes
after ten o'clock, and normally I'd call 911 but those people got surly with
me last time because I phoned it in as a "possible child abduction" due to
the fact that my daughter's date wore an earring.
I glance out the window and freeze: The boy's car is in the driveway.
Well okay. I flick on the outside lights, helpfully flipping them on and
off a few dozen times so the occupants of the car will know what time it is.
There's no reaction. I peer at the vehicle, but the windows are dark and
pitiless, coated with the light mist that is falling. What are they doing
out there?
Well, that was a bad question to ask myself! I try another burst of
light-flicking just to give myself something to do, but I know the only way
I'm going to be able to settle this matter is to go out there, knock
politely on the window, and spray the two of them with the garden hose.
I'm not garbed for such a diplomatic undertaking--I have on a pair of pajama
bottoms and nothing else. What I need is some protection against the
elements, something waterproof. With chains and hooks hanging from it. And
grenades.
Okay. I open the coat closet and discover where my son put all the junk
last time he cleaned the living room. I could try my own bedroom closet,
but I don't want to take the time. For my bare feet I find a pair of duck
slippers--big, puffy clunkers with plastic duck heads on them. There are no
umbrellas, but I do find a hat--one of those hunter caps with ear flaps that
tie under the chin. This one is an incandescent orange so that fellow
hunters won't think that maybe they ought to open fire on the thing wearing
the ear flaps in case it is a deer. The hat is so bright it seems to be
giving off its own light--I look like a cross between Elmer Fudd and a road
flare.
Naturally, even though I am searching through a coat closet in my house,
none of my own coats are available. I finally decide to struggle into one
of my kids' old jackets, a nylon job with a picture of Daffy Duck on the
back. I have something of an outdoors motif going.
I survey myself in the mirror before heading out. Regrettably, the tight
hem of the jacket falls a couple inches short of bridging the gap to my
pajama waist, creating the odd illusion that my stomach sticks out in a roll
of belly flesh. I toy with the idea of tying the ear flaps under my chin,
but decide not to go that formal. I grab a flashlight and step out into the
rain.
I'd forgotten that my duck slippers quack when I walk in them, which
threatens to ruin the element of surprise. Actually, it is less a "quack"
then a "wheeze," as if the ducks are lifetime smokers.
I bang on the implacable car windows, wait a moment, and then yank the door
open, the car alarm splitting the night air.
No one is inside.
When I get back into the house, my daughter and her date are standing in the
kitchen, looking concerned as I quack in out of the rain.
"Hi!" I call cheerfully.
"I just needed to use the telephone..." the boy stammers uncertainly. With a
quick glance back at my daughter, he scampers out of the house.
"Oh, Dad, how could you do that?" my daughter demands, whirling and bolting
from the room.
I stand there in the middle of the kitchen, scratching my head.
How could I do WHAT?
posted by dave @ 6/06/2003 05:01:00 PM - Google It! -
lifeline...
i have until friday, june 19, 2043 to get my affairs in order - at least according to the official death clock... i will only be 75 years old - well, smokem if ya gotem i say.
posted by dave @ 6/06/2003 01:16:00 PM -
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Thursday, June 05, 2003
making a wormhole just got easier...
interesting article about time travel...
"To travel through time, all you need to do is open a wormhole in space-time and step through it. And to do that you need a magic ingredient called 'exotic matter', which is repelled rather than attracted by gravity."
if anyone needs me, i'll be out for a while - on my way to home depot to pick up some exotic matter...
posted by dave @ 6/05/2003 04:23:00 PM - Google It! -
Wednesday, June 04, 2003
sammy, cork is for wine bottles...
i hear rumor that people are calling him corky now... mlb took the rest of his bats to inspect - for sammy's sake, i hope they have about the same luck as our boys are who are looking for weapons of mass destruction...
posted by dave @ 6/04/2003 01:49:00 PM - Google It! -
art? or crap!
cool little quiz... i scored about a 70% - though, whether it's really "art" or "crap" is debatable...
posted by dave @ 6/04/2003 01:28:00 PM -
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Tuesday, June 03, 2003
great site...
what can i say - it's 10:45, and coffee is all that i've consumed thus far today. my stomach is doing all the thinking at this point. this site just got voted as my favorite...
posted by dave @ 6/03/2003 10:48:00 AM - Google It! -
running late?
o.j. can stop running through the airport - this guy has found a better way to catch his flight...
on the same line of thought...
some people shouldn't be allowed to breathe...
posted by dave @ 6/03/2003 10:22:00 AM -
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the geek test...
take it here...
my score was 19.32939% geek - a score that i can live with. what's yours?
posted by dave @ 6/03/2003 09:47:00 AM -
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Monday, June 02, 2003
starbucks oracle...
some very deep insight...
"astrology is lame and myers-briggs is for losers. the omniscient oracle of starbucks can tell you everything about your personality by what you drink at starbucks."
posted by dave @ 6/02/2003 09:37:00 AM - Google It! -
five mile high club...
you'll probably never get to be there in person, but here you can get a view. i promise, you're a lot more comfortable looking from here, and it won't set you back 75 grand.
posted by dave @ 6/02/2003 09:37:00 AM -
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