Uit het maandarchief: maart 2006
Many have called me mental before. But I’m in need of cash, so why don’t you fund me and tell your friends you’re into fund’a-mental-ism?
Lees verder →Somebody once told me many commercials aim to place an alternative brand in your head, in case your regular runs out. When you’re happy with your brand and there’s plenty, a 30″ spot isn’t gonna change that.
My newspaper De Standaard ran out last week; kicking and screaming I bought De Morgen, an avalanche of [...]
Lees verder →There’s been some commotion concerning the discovery of the first virus ever for the modern Mac. Finally, Norton Anti-virus has reason to exist. One wanders why people have been scanning their Macs for viruses routinely every week. Did I mention you have to download and double-click this new virus yourself? To further add to the [...]
Lees verder →Describing artificial intelligence is fun. I get to blab phrases like:
A creature translates its mission into a self-regulating activity pattern composed of step-stacks dictated by creatures abilities.
Lees verder →I’ve proposed a new standard to the internet’s W3C consortium, determined little weasels with an itch to gather, discuss and annotate all that suffers from a lack of discussion and annotation.
In weeks to come, you will be getting an exclusive peek at my upcoming Draft proposal for successive standardization of vacuum cleaner bags: SUC-STAN. [...]
Lees verder →I’m having great difficulty throwing out old clothes. But since my old raggs would have been bullied to death by my new Quicksilver and Billabong shirts, I thought it best to stuff’m in a collect-for-the-poor bags. My trusty sweaters. Perhaps they can still be rescued! No, be firm.
Lees verder →I’ve had weird dreams before many of which feature here, but yesterday was a masterpiece. All the phases of my life were symbolised by places, which lay 30 feet apart. As I crossed space, I crossed time. Later, the voyage circled my shower-drain and I reliased I was unable to shake the emotions I’d relived; [...]
Lees verder →What a girl, I thought in 1991, as Juliette Lewis was approached by Max Cady in the surreal basement of her highschool. After Cape Fear, I thought just about the same seeing her sulky lips and flirting eyes in “What’s Eating Gilbert Grape”, “Strange Days” and more.
Few people myself included will [...]
Lees verder →Holy cow, time has been flying. Weird, how it seems to spin up as you age. Shouldn’t it be the other way ’round? Children, caught up in play, no sense of time. Us, well aware of our temporality and dare I say mortality.
On a lighter note (grins): my company’s moving to a new building [...]
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