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The Blair Witch Project's Derelict Web Site Drinking Game & other news

Go to the official Blair Witch web site and start poking around. Every time you find a broken image or a link that takes you to a 404 error page, drink. Every time you find a reference to an upcoming event that actually happened at least six months ago, drink twice.

You will need a lot of booze. Thank goodness that web archives have the images I was looking for available. 🙂

also…

Sky Potty Scare – An American woman had no need to fasten her seatbelt on a flight from Scandinavia to the United States after a high-pressure vacuum flush sealed her to the toilet seat of the transatlantic airliner.

This is just amazing. This guy’s sister’s iMac was stolen in a burglary, but it had Timbuktu installed, a remote-operation client that registers a unique ID on a server. He found the thief signing on every day, unaware that the iMac was duly reporting in. Then with the help of some AppleScript experts…well, you’ll have to read the whole story. It’s fantastic.

The Blair Witch Project’s Derelict Web Site Drinking Game & other news

Go to the official Blair Witch web site and start poking around. Every time you find a broken image or a link that takes you to a 404 error page, drink. Every time you find a reference to an upcoming event that actually happened at least six months ago, drink twice.

You will need a lot of booze. Thank goodness that web archives have the images I was looking for available. 🙂

also…

Sky Potty Scare – An American woman had no need to fasten her seatbelt on a flight from Scandinavia to the United States after a high-pressure vacuum flush sealed her to the toilet seat of the transatlantic airliner.

This is just amazing. This guy’s sister’s iMac was stolen in a burglary, but it had Timbuktu installed, a remote-operation client that registers a unique ID on a server. He found the thief signing on every day, unaware that the iMac was duly reporting in. Then with the help of some AppleScript experts…well, you’ll have to read the whole story. It’s fantastic.

morning walkies

I hoofed it to the Sample-McDougald House this morning… the house looks a lot less spooky during the day. At night, the place looks ominous. It’s a historical landmark that’s currently being restored very slowly… According to the Pompano Beach Historical building page (scroll to the last entry, to see what it looked like before the building was moved, and had a decent coat of paint) it’ll be opening as a museum sometime this year after it’s renovated.

The neat thing about the house is that it was relocated to where it is now about a year ago. They lifted the whole place onto skids, closed dixie highway for bit, and rolled it a few miles up the street to where it’s at now… on top of a huge cinderblock basement. A basement in Florida is a big deal… they had to build the land up since we’re right at sea level. if you look closely, you can see that the house is up on blocks, waiting for more sand to fill it in. I think that basement would be a great bunker to go play in as a kid… something you can’t see is the chain-link fence surrounding the place… it’ll keep all but the most tenacious kids out.

I was tempted to put some glowing red eyes in the cellar area there. I wonder if ghosts followed the house up the road, or if they’re stuck at the old pre-move location… doomed to spook a strip-mall or a used car lot. The patch of land is an empty lot right now… is it worse to haunt a place that’s empty, or one that is busy?
http://scottobear.com/lj/newt/haunted.JPG
for a slightly different angle, and a larger pic – http://scottobear.com/lj/newt/haunted2.JPG

Taken a look at House Resolution 3598 lately? Enter “HR3598” in the search box and read on:

It is the obligation of every male citizen of the United States, and every other male person residing in the United States, who is between the ages of 18 and 22 to receive basic military training and education as a member of the armed forces unless the citizen or person is exempted under the provisions of this Act.

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This is one of my favorite parts of the path I walk on around the airport… lots of shade trees, and low traffic in the morning, and it feels very peaceful. Sort of funny are the miniature roadsigns. I was (still am, to a lesser degree) in a silly mood, and had a nice meander around the air-park. There were a couple roller-mommies out there today. ladies on rollerblades, pushing strollers on bike-tire tripods for the kiddies to cruise in. Thos things are neat! I hope to get a picture of one soon. (they move at a good clip compared to my speed-walking… easier to see them coming… hard to stop one and ask permission though. I didn’t feel too bad aobut taking the guy’s picture below as it was a parting shot and not really the focal point. I’m going to have to start remembering sunglasses and the ball-cap for walkies again… the sun was strong today.

Work today is being a chore. Fortunately Dexter the puppy is here to make things more fun… pic of him when I get home. Duty calls, I have to make this Broward county data filter by 5. nothing like waiting until the last minute.
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Never know how much I love you, never know how much I care
When you put your arms around me, I get a fever that’s so hard to bear
You give me fever – when you kiss me, fever when you hold me tight
Fever – in the the morning, fever all through the night

Sun lights up the daytime, moon lights up the night
I light up when you call my name, and you know I’m gonna treat you right
You give me fever – when you kiss me, fever when you hold me tight
Fever – in the the morning, fever all through the night
Everybody’s got the fever, that is something you all know
Fever isn’t such a new thing, fever started long ago

Romeo loved Juliet, Juliet she felt the same
When he put his arms around her, he said “Julie baby you’re my flame”
Thou givest fever, when we kisseth, fever with thy flaming youth
Fever – I’m afire, fever yea I burn forsooth

Captain Smith and Pocahontas had a very mad affair
When her Daddy tried to kill him, she said “Daddy-O don’t you dare”
Give me fever – with his kisses, fever when he holds me tight
Fever – I’m his Missus, Oh daddy won’t you treat him right

Now you’ve listened to my story, here’s the point I have made:
Chicks were born to give you fever, be it Fahrenheit or Centigrade
They give you fever – when you kiss them, fever if you live and learn
Fever – till you sizzle, what a lovely way to burn
What a lovely way to burn
What a lovely way to burn

Goooood to be home. I *really* didn’t want to be there today… nap and wrap urge was very strong. Speaking of very strong, there was something stinky outside my door… what was that?

Note to self, make sure my backup knows how to do certs and some more of the misc stuff before I go home tomorrow.

Pleasantly surprised that Diana didn’t really get uppity with me beyond her normal range. I was on alert status and didn’t have to deal with any real trouble.

also, via a nifty moon site. (warning, sound, but you can disable it)

no, it has nothing to do with eating meat. it's a people thing.

Next time you go to McDonalds – reflect on this.

$5.75 ain’t much. $5.75/hour X 40 hours/week X 52 weeks/year = $11,960. that’s before taxes are taken out. some people said it was disrespectful for me to take a job at mcdonalds — i didn’t need the money, and they thought that i was making fun of people that work there. the opposite is true: i gained a bucket of respect for people that bust their butt for such low pay. it’s one thing to scan past stats about americans that make $12,000 per year — or read about them in the paper. but, to actually work a tough fry-heaving, mcnugget-wielding 6-hour shift — and get home smelling like those fries and mcnuggets — and realize that you only made about $30 that day… that’s a serious eye-opener. interpret as you see fit.