If you hold down both shift keys on your keyboard, only certain letters will operate. The odd thing about this though is that it’s different for each keyboard.

try it!

I got – QWERTHJKLZXCVBNM

I wonder how many variants there are, and why?

Why do they call it 7-Up?

Anything had to be an improvement over the original name:

Bib-Label Lithiated Lemon-Lime Soda. Figuring that he was going to have a problem selling a product that you needed two years of speech therapy just to be able to pronounce, soda pop mogul C. L. Grigg changed the name to 7-Up, apparently because the drink contained “seven natural flavors blended into a savory, flavory drink with a real wallop.” You may wonder what the seven natural flavors were besides lemon and lime. I ain’t saying. All I know is, I’m sure glad they dropped the horseradish.

Where the devil did this urge for spaghetti-ohs come from? I’ve not consumed them in about a decade.. at 7am, no less…. am I pregnant?

*hungry

I’m such a Techno-hippie, sometimes.

Bob Dylan on my netcast, Nag Champa burning- sending grey-white ribbons of sweet smoke into the air…,Newt in my lap – purring like a lawnmower, and reading my buddies LJ’s and patching some old code. I’m imaging my sweetie still in bed, where I can turn and see her sleeping face, peacefully dreaming and happy.

Today is Rent Day, and the day I pick up the new motherboard, hopefully. (Knowing Astley, my supplier, it could be another 2 weeks, but I’m in no rush, and he has some great prices!)

Newtcam is focused on a palm tree outside, pretty much what Newtie sees if he looks up, while resting on the sill. I want to find a way to combine my palm, a netcam and wireless to have a teeny-tiny remote broadcast station from wherever I am… I don’t like being too tethered by the usb cable.

Well, back to my code. 🙂

Hitting the sack…

G’nite world!

for you LJ complainers, here’s a balm for you… blogger is down, too.

http://sorry.blogger.com/

Listen to my LAUNCHcast station!

Urgent – Immediate Broadcast Requested
Severe Thunderstorm Watch Number 75
Storm Prediction Center Norman Ok
257 PM EST Thu Mar 29 2001

The Storm Prediction Center Has Issued A Severe Thunderstorm Watch For Portions Of Central And Southern Florida And Coastal Waters Effective This Thursday Afternoon And Evening From 315 PM Until 900 PM EST .

Hail To 2 Inches In Diameter…Thunderstorm Wind Gusts To 80 Mph…And Dangerous Lightning Are Possible In These Areas.

The Severe Thunderstorm Watch Area Is Along And 50 Statute Miles Either Side Of A Line From 45 Miles West Of Fort Meyers Florida To 25 Miles North Northeast Of West Palm Beach Florida.

Just Curious… and testing the LJ poll.

Tman pointed this link out… the video is horrifying to me… holy cow!

T U C S O N, Ariz., March 26 — A pitch by Randy Johnson hit and killed a dove flying in front of home plate.

Looks like another meeting today, maybe, so perhaps there’ll be some fresh doodles later on.

Listening to the big boss tell us about all the big company plans, after the mass layoff in Tampa

What I daydream about a lot… napping with my sweetie (and our kitties) Note the fine (*snicker) detail .Newtie sleeping over my head, book on my side of the bed, computer on hers, a vaguely frog-shaped lamp. Now you see why I prefer to work with words!…. I’ve a better one, that’s animated… once I find how to do teal paint ani’s to anigif, I’ll post it.

Latest mix CD made for listening to after hours at work…

Pepper (The Butthole Surfers)
Baby Did a Bad, Bad Thing (Chris Isaak)
The Passenger (Michael Hutchence)
$10 Bill (Cop Shoot Cop)
15 Minutes of Fame (Sheep on Drugs)
Subbacultcha (The Pixies)
Hombre Secreto (The Plugz)
One Night in Bangkok (Murray Head)
There is a Light (Nick Cave & the Bad Seeds)
Let’s Have a War (Fear)
Coattails of a Dead Man (Primus & Tom Waits)
Pablo Picasso (Burning Secretions)
Stripped (Depeche Mode)
Kick My Ass (Garbage)
House of the Rising Sun (The Animals)
Lonesome Valley (The Fairfield Four)
Repo Man (Iggy Pop)
Everybody Knows (Leonard Cohen)

Puts me in a mood. 🙂

This is odd. I received the following out of the blue: (please note that I don’t advertise as being a numerologist…)

— Azghar Hussain wrote:
> Scott von Berg
>
>
> Dear Scott,
>
> Got your e-mail add from the Internet. I am looking for a
> powerful
> numerologist. I hope you can help me in this regard.
>
> I am looking for the next 3-digit number for the attached
> sheet. the results
> in the attached sheet are the results for the past 10
> years. It is lottery
> which fetches a lot of money.
>
> Hope to receive your early reply on the above subject.
> The cost requried,
> will be borne upon perfect results.
>
> Thanks and best regards,
>
>
>
> AZGHAR HUSSAIN
>

> ATTACHMENT part 2 application/vnd.ms-excel name=thai.xls

The attached file has no macros (so no viruses) and is completely blank. I even looked for any text written in white. Alas, no hidden numbers that I could find.

So, I decided to answer with the following:

Dear Azghar,

Scotto

I chose 790 because that’s the name of the robot on Lexx. I don’t feel bad; I figure he’ll have just as much luck with those numbers as any “legitimate” numerologist.

So, how often do people write strangers out of the blue and request numbers? Perhaps this is one method a Plutomancer can use to obtain obscure information. Just write to a random address and wait for the answer to return….

Church’s book burning gets attention

PITTSBURGH, March 28 — The Rev. George Bender says he never thought a little book burning would get so much publicity. But reporters have not stopped calling his tiny Harvest Assembly of God Church in rural western Pennsylvania since word got out that church members held a ceremonial burning of “ungodly” videotapes, music CDs and books, including some of Harry Potter’s fantasy tales.

you know, I have mixed feelings about this… it’s not like they’re destroying the original work, and I imagine they paid for the stuff, so they’re free to do what they like. the symbolism there is queasy, though… like burning a flag, or a cross, or any other representation of meaning… something just feels wrong, but I suppose it’s the intolerance behind it.

I wonder if the folks who get riled when the flag is burned will get as mad about an old Journey album, or harry potter…

I don’t think I mind, on reflection… they’re not banning the stuff, just expressing distaste in a rather loud fashion. I’d probably feel differently if they were burning one of a kind items, instead of mass produced ones… although, I have to wonder how they dealt with the burning CD’s, if it’s environmentally sound. They’re not banning stuff, just expressing themselves in a way I find distasteful.

As far as keeping it from children, well, I’m all for letting parents dictate what the kids read, as long as society as a whole doesn’t deem it damaging to the kids. Keeping stuff from adults however… that’s a no-no.

What I would love most of all, more than freshly baked raisin bread prepared each morning and served to me on a bedside table with real butter from well-loved hill-dwelling tinkling-bell cows, is more time with her.

I love her so much. 🙂

My Blue Heaven

Day is ending
Birds are wending
Back to their shelter of
Each little nest they love

Nightshade’s falling
Lovebirds calling
What makes the world go round
Nothing but love

When Whippoorwills call
And evening is night
I hurry to my blue heaven
I turn to the right
A little white light
Will lead you to my blue heaven

You’ll see a smiling face
A fireplace, a cozy room
A little nest
That’s nestled where the roses bloom

Just Molly and me
And baby makes three
We’re happy in my blue heaven

You’ll see a smiling face
A fireplace, a cozy room
A little nest
That’s nestled where the roses bloom

Just Molly and me
And baby makes three
We’re happy in my blue heaven

We’re happy in my blue heaven