Author: cdwan

Pave the planet, and their splinter group: Chrome the moon.

Watched “Fight Club” again. Still a masterpiece of cinema. Brilliant, brilliant.

As I staggered off from the screening room to the master bedroom, I was heard to think aloud:

(1) Anyone who can run four miles could also run eight miles …
(2) Anyone who can run eight miles could run a marathon …
(3) … With sufficient will …
(4) … And with enough CRACK COCAINE!!!

Okay, I’m going to bed now. Trust me, it’s really funny if you’re here right now.

Okay, Spin is a short film, not for those with weak internet connections. It is freakin’ awesome.

For simianpower: Nippy – One year old Howler Monkey

Show those noisy neighbors who’s the boss with this tiny bundle of joy. Nippy is used to apartment living and “alone time” … and loves to let you hear about it! This monkey is abnormally strong and slightly bipolar. He is also addicted to mood enhancers. Earplugs and diapers not included.

For redmed we have Cats in sinks. What is Cats in Sinks? It’s obvious. It’s about cats. And kittens.
Who like sinks. And basins. And that’s it.

For rev_eWe have the “Vibrating pope barometer.” A fitting tribute to the previous pontiff.

It’s been a while since I’ve shared weird crap on the web. Here’s some:

Aeon Flux is coming out as a live action film. I’m torn between raw horror (they can’t do that to my childhood!), interest (it looks like it won’t suck as much as it could), and raw horror (that’s going to suck SOOOOOO much!). JWZ’s take on it is about right: Sure, I’d rather see a more original movie instead of Hollywood corpse-f-ing. But I, for one, welcome acrobatic dystopian hot chicks.

If you go to Wal Mart’s web site and search for “Casino Chips,” it takes you to a page filled with bibles instead. Okay, apparently, this isn’t quite true if you go from the front page … but why do they have that “redirect_query” crap on their site anyway?

Still freaked about Life after the oil crash. Would somebody please point out the flaws in their arguments? Like, the real flaws that mean I’ll be able to stop twitching and rocking?

Also in the “How Horrible!” category, the military is now using high powered sonar that makes whales brains hemorrhage. Please make them stop, thanks.

Hey look! A list of casualties in the Iraq war!. Check out our mighty “coalition of the willing”. Woot.

Okay, enough horror for the day. That wasn’t nearly as fun as I had planned.

I have accepted an engineering challenge. Being a software geek, this may have been a bad idea.

There’s a strip club across the river. It’s an eyesore. Two stories tall, bright pink. Named “Cheaters.” I wish to strike at the heart of the evil…or at least at its most visible wart. We will attack with frozen chickens.

I will build a siege engine. A trebuchet. Said machine will be capable of flinging a seven pound payload the half mile required to strike from across the river. The light, flexible design will allow us to assemble, attack, strike, and flee before law enforcement arrives.

My karate instructor assures me that he can construct a potato gun which will outperform my chicken engine. The penalty for failure will be extreme. I will be shot with the potato gun. My reward for success will be the use of his minions in my attack. Our test will take place on a local football field. If I can’t outperform him there, I will never clear the river.

Into the breach.

My laptop is a lot peppier now that I’ve doubled the RAM to 1.5 GB. iPhoto opens and closes smoothly, and I can have a large number of chats going at once. Sad that Tiger seems to require so much more RAM than Panther did.

One of the high points of the beach trip was our destruction of several innocent melons. I purchased two honeydews and a watermelon. My brother, father, and I took turns holding the melons (out on the walkway to the beach) and punching them to shatter them and make them explode. The best part was when we cut the watermelon in half lengthwise, and discovered that you can make the flesh fly out of the rind (all over the person holding it) well before the rind shatters. Also, people give Honeydew melons a lot of crap, but they’re tough little bastards.

Then we had a serious melon fight. It was the most raucously funny fun I’ve had in a long time.

Later in the evening, we lit fireworks on the beach.

Got home this evening. redmed is off at another of her conferences, so I have the place to myself.

Plane ride was uneventful. Prior to that, I had lunch with my sister. She took me to Flaming Amy’s Burrito Barn: “Hot, fast, cheap, and easy” said the sign, and it was so. I’m still full. This was a burrito experience on the order of Panchero’s in Ann Arbor.

Pictures online sooner or later.