…Kung fu fighting…
Oh, I’m in little nerd-boy heaven.
I just saw concurrent ads for harry potter, lord of the rings and the planet of the apes remake.
This coming summer and Christmas will be good movies, methinks.
How evil is it to put tracking links in posts (I’m curious to see if I put one in an entry, how many pops it would get… but I certainly don’t want to put anyone off)
Feeling rather frisky today… maybe I should work a love interest into the story…
“Akimbo” is one of the strangest words in the English language, and seems almost to have been invented to mystify folks, especially children. I remember reading many stories as a child in which various characters were described as standing with their “arms akimbo,” and being utterly clueless as to what the term meant. Of course, after a little while it dawned on me that I was growing up in a house awash in dictionaries and so I looked it up, but it still strikes me as a very odd word.
For those readers who still haven’t figured out what the word means, the late John Ciardi gave a vivid definition of “akimbo”: “With hands on hips and elbows sharply bent outwards, a body posture indicating impatience, hostility or contempt.” One of the odd things about “akimbo” is that, strictly speaking, the word only applies to this “hands on hips” stance, although metaphorical uses are occasionally seen, such as “legs akimbo” or even “mind akimbo.”
The origins of “akimbo” are a bit obscure, but it most likely comes from the Old Norse “i keng boginn,” meaning “bent in a curve” (the Norse “bogi” is also the source of our “bow”). The phrase entered English around 1400 as “in kenebow,” and then spent the next few hundred years mutating through forms such as “on kenbow,” “a kimbow,” “a kenbo” and “a-kimbo” until it finally arrived at its modern hyphenless “akimbo” form.
dang it. the phone I just bought requires 4AA batteries, for the caller ID to work.
(all my rechargeables here are AAA)
and it didn’t even come with cheapie fillers… nor does it say anywhere “batteries not included”…
Ack. oh well, back to radio shack tomorrow. I’m in for the day.
(I use rechargeables… nicer on the pocketbook and the environment…I’d prefer a plug in the wall option, at least… pooties. )
Got much accomplished today.
Yummy. 3pm, time for a spot of lunch, then back on it.
*note to self, fire off resumes, and call little brother today.
*drinking tsingtao, Chinese beer, very light, but tasty. ( I love Chinese food places that brings beer!)
nite nite.
Had a lovely spongebobby day, did chores, hung out with my gal.
a good day.
Ultrababy-X is back!!!!
Here’s some food for thought.
I wonder How many folks have even have even heard of the top ten.
or any aside from WWII and Russia?
In the last month scientists have been talking about a new robo-invention– Gastrobots. It’ll soon become a household word used in household sentences like, “The Gastrobots have surrounded the compound! Activate self destruct!” and “The Gastrobots… they… they got Billy Nitro! BILLY!!!”
Gastrobots are robots that run on meat. And I know what you’re thinking: “Oh Crap! I’m 94% meat!” Gastrobots can run on almost any kind of food from sugar to vegetables to of course, your laser-blasted skeleton. The inventor Stuart Wilkinson from the University of South Florida found a way to use bacteria to break food down and turn it into electricity. He said that a robot like this could “have an unlimited power supply and be able to exist on its own outdoors,” finally fulfilling man’s need to watch immortal robots gallop through America’s proud pastures. Thanks, science.
New Scientist magazine says one of the first applications for Gastrobot technology might be a lawnmower that runs on grass clippings. Good idea. Give a robot a taste for human flesh, then attach a whirling blade to it. Maybe we could have it fire electrified throwing stars, or lease them out as babysitters when they don’t have to mow lawns, Idiot Scientist magazine.
I might be overreacting. At worse, an out-of-control lawnmower will cost us a few hundred thousand suburban feet. Those bourgeois jerks can afford prosthetic feet. And thanks to New Scientist magazine, they can probably get prosthetic feet that run on the owner’s ankle meat. Problem solved.
Arrogance, aggression, and confidence aren’t the same things.
These are some highlights from LJ news:
“When we have the new database server, we’re going to convert cartman into the photo album server, giving paid users space to upload pictures and have automatic thumbnail galleries and everything… giving titles pictures, descriptions, etc… along with optional integration with other LiveJournal features”
Chat Rooms
now I realize we need something “better”… probably a pretty Java interface to an IRC server running on LiveJournal that uses LJ usernames and passwords for authentication. Recommendations on extensible IRC servers?
last but certainly not least, to me (should I desire to dev!)
We’re releasing all of the LJ source code to the public. Beauty.
Happy Birthday, alina!!
I hope you’re happy, krussell…. 🙂
this is what a ‘flashed’ site should strive to be…
beautiful.
You, to me
Are sweet as roses in the morning
You, to me
Are soft as summer in that dawning love we share
That something rare
The sidewalks and the street
The concrete and the clay beneath my feet
Begin to crumble
But love will never die
You know we’ll see the mountains crumble
Before we say goodbye
My love and I will be
In love eternally
That’s the way
That’s the way love was meant to be
All around
I see the purple shades of evening
On the ground
The shadow’s fallen, once again you’re in my arms
So tenderly
The sidewalks and the street
The concrete and the clay beneath my feet
Begin to crumble
But love will never die
You know we’ll see the mountains crumble
Before we say goodbye
My love and I will be
In love eternally
That’s the way
That’s the way love was meant to be
The sidewalks and the street
The concrete and the clay beneath my feet
Begin to crumble
But love will never die
You know we’ll see the mountains crumble
Before we say goodbye
My love and I will be
In love eternally
That’s the way
That’s the way love was meant to be
That’s the way
That’s the way love was meant to be
TMBJ interlude…
But there’s something beside the shoreline
Moving across the beachhead
Coming up from the shipwreck
Making as if to say:
Women & Men
Women & Men
Women & Men
Women & Men
(Women & Men) Bringing with them messages of love
And every where they go love will grow (love will grow)
(Women & Men) When you see the faces of the women
And the men, you too will know (you will know)
Women & Men have crossed the ocean
They now begin to pour
Out from the boat and up the shore
Two by two they enter the jungle
And soon they number more
Three by three as well as four by four
Soon the stream of people gets wider
Then it becomes a river
River becomes an ocean
Carrying ships that bear
Women & Men
Women & Men
Women & Men
Women & Men