jennylee pointed the babelizer out to me… very cool. I could play with it for hours. multiple translations and back.. .see what really happens when something “loses in translation”. 🙂
Thanks, Kiddo!
I like chocolate chip cookies becomes – (when run through about 20 trannings…)
It is influenced with the chocolate of Biskuite of the integrated
circuit.
I’ll walk in the rain by your side,
I’ll cling to the warmth your hand,
I’ll do anything to help you understand
I love you more than anybody can.
And the wind will whisper your name to me
little birds will sing along in time,
leaves will bow down when you walk by
and morning bells will chime
I’ll be there when you’re feelin’ down
to kiss away the tears that you cry,
I’ll share with you all the happiness I’ve found
a reflection of the love in your eyes.
And I’ll sing you the songs of the rainbow,
I’ll whisper of the joy that is mine
leaves will bow down when you by
and morning bells will chime
I’ll walk in the rain by your side,
I’ll cling to the warmth your tiny hand,
I’ll do anything to help you satisfied
I love you more than anybody can.
And the wind will whisper your name to me
little birds will sing along in time,
leaves will bow down when you walk by
and morning bells will chime
Recently one of my friends, a computer wizard, paid me a visit. As we were talking I mentioned having recently installed Windows on my PC and that I am very happy with this operating system. I also showed him the Windows CD, to my surprise he threw it into my micro-wave oven and turned on the oven. Instantly I got very upset, because the CD had become precious to me, but he said: ‘Do not worry, it is unharmed.’
After a few minutes he took the CD out, gave it to me and said: ‘Take a close look at it.’ To my surprise the CD was quite cold to hold and it seemed to be heavier than before. At first I could not see anything, but then on the inner edge of the central hole I saw an inscription; an inscription finer than anything I have ever seen before. The inscription shone piercingly bright, and yet remote, as if out of a great depth:
‘I cannot understand the fiery letters,’ I said.
‘No,’ he said ‘but I can. The letters are Hex, of an ancient mode, but the language is that of Microsoft, which I shall not utter here. But in common English this is what it says:
One OS to rule them all, One OS to find them,
One OS to bring them all and in the darkness bind them
The Regional Directory is down because one of our servers died (physically). When we get it back from the manufacturer, the Regional Directory will be back up.
All of your entries are present (check your calendar view), but they are not appearing on your recent entries or friends pages. This is a known problem and we are working on it. (thanks to maltor & terytaya)
It’s ok, it’s a nice distraction. Thinking of my sweetie in new jammies… even sketched a doodle in my palm computer during 2 meetings… I need to figure out how to screen-cap, and post them here. fun black and grey-green scribbles. (a sleeping stick-girl, with kitties and me snuggled in there too… what a doofus I am sometimes)
I’m going to have a long hot shower when I get home, and Reeeeeeeeeeeeeeelax.
Had a wonderful walk this morning, stated late, ended late… I’ve got to get back on the ‘Walk in the early morning’ gig… cooler out, and not so much traffic, save for commuters to work. Here in the land of retirees… after 10, it’s just crazy out there.