I came around a corner just now,
I think I've got your problem figured out -- the whole blogging while driving thing? Not so much a good idea.
LB, I put stuff like that in for the newbies to pick up and make themselves feel at home; I expect the old-timers to be a little more industrious.
What's worse is that I was late to work because I had to double back to hit him at the next crosswalk.
Not your best work, ogged.
Not your best work, ogged.
Indeed. Next time, first try, no do-overs.
with my windshield fogging up
Next time, turn on your Unfogger. Then you'll be sure not to miss.
Indeed. Next time, first try, no do-overs.
Somehow, that made me wonder: Wouldn't you think there would be a decent market for a multiplayer Frogger-like video game in which you could choose to be a frog or a driver?
Grand Theft Auto?
Also, Carmageddon, a game I used to play back in middle school. Fun times.
Perhaps a version of Grand Theft Auto with the option of playing an armed pedestrian?
What's worse is that I was late to work because I had to double back to hit him at the next crosswalk.
And I'll just bet he wasn't grateful either.
ash
['Goddamn spoiled-brat Americans.']
Matt F:
I have no knowledge of anything in the video-game market that happened after the advent of the Atari 5200. You can be one of the guys getting run over in GTA? If that's true, and there is still a a sex-mod for the game, is there really any doubt that GTA is a national resource that should be available to all Americans? Shouldn't the Dems explicitly adopt this position before the Republicans do?
No multiplayer mode, I was just saying there are (separate) games where you could be either the frog (Frogger) or the driver (GTA). Not at the same time though.
I did play a game that involved storming a fortified beach; in multiplayer mode, one person was the invader and one was the defender. Rather fun, actually. The characters were cats and mice.
I came around a corner just now
I understand this takes considerable skill. Those years of practice must finally be paying off.
My spurtings are as god's very own beams of light.
Matt F misled me. The youth of today have no sense of decency at all. OTOH, a market awaits for some lucky creator. w-lfs-n, you're wasting all that time at grad school. Can't you whip something up?
Totally OT: Were I a woman, I would have Mark Schmitt's baby. So smart, so well-informed, so sane.
Dude, Mark Schmitt's baby is smarter and better-informed than us.
Perhaps a version of Grand Theft Auto with the option of playing an armed pedestrian?
My Castle, My Keep 2: Jacksonville.
Totally OT: Were I a woman, I would have Mark Schmitt's baby. So smart, so well-informed, so sane.
Uh oh, Sirota attack to commence in five... four...
And now I understand the lyrics to "Jacksonville," on this Sufjan Stevens album you may have heard I like:
"I'm not afraid of the black man running
He's got it right, he's got a better [extra?] life coming...
I'm not afraid to get it right
I turn around and give it one more try [hitting reset, obviously]...
Andrew Jackson! All I'm asking
Show us the [steering] wheel and give us the wine"
It's about the video game, clearly.
And the rest of the songs on the MCMK2:JAX soundtrack are here
beams of light
The sharper the angle, the higher the index of refraction, so it's not like there isn't a tradeoff.
The sharper the angle, the higher the index of refraction, so it's not like there isn't a tradeoff.
Is that right? I thought the index of refraction was purely a function of the material involved.
purely a function of the material involved
Yeah, I took some cockjokic license with the physics.
When is day 729 projected to be?
You know what'll happen when ogged gets over his hump slump? This blog will start sliding headlong into mediocrity. Look at what happened to Sarah McLachlan's music post-nuptials. I have seen the future in all its mellow greatest-hits, live-album decline. Chastity is the beacon of quality!
Slept in, had breakfast (toast). Was good. What is everyone else doing today?
It's gonna Rokk.
Working? Getting pwned by work, even. Then poker.
29 - Your morning goes from "horrible and stupid" to "good" in the course of 3 hours? That's some quick historical revisionism there.
It's gonna Rokk.
Like, Marika Rokk?
I was writing from inside Standpipe's crystal ball, Becks.
Should have put in some kind of wavy dream delimiters, in retrospect.
Toast? shouldn't you make her eggs or something? Or take her out for brunch?
But toast is boring, which is what Standpipe sees.
#29 should have included, "Walked my shaggy dog."
Yes, it's when he walks his shaggy dog that we expect this transition to take place.
And all this time I thought "being in the doghouse" was a bad thing!
Toast is also notable for its partisan affiliation. I considered putting an apostrophe in "its" to annoy Ben, but the problem is that I make too many accidental errors for my faux (because intentional) errors to be appreciated.
"being in the doghouse" s/b being "in the doghouse"
You know, the whole Tivo thing implies that ogged and his ex had sex the very day ogged disconnected the Tivo.
I had the same thought when I first found out what the whole "Tivo" thing meant.
I believe the answer is "breakup sex".
Or perhaps the answer is "shit, there's nothing on tv."
I apologize if that's been said twelve times before. Which it seems like it should have been.
729 is a nice number because it's 3**6, and 1000 less than the smallest number expressible as the sum of the cubes of two positive numbers two different ways.
But more than this, it has a nice physiognomy.
It's also two years less a day.
[hands in the air]
Physiognomies! Hooray!
Facist!
[hands in the air] Physiognomies! Hooray!
The movement has become fairly organized. They have a salute and a ritual greeting. Wach for signs of outgroup scapegoating.
Tia, why do you try so to sabotage the Mineshaft of national victory?
I did that once, except I came so terrifyingly close to hitting the pedestrian that I actually sideswiped her shoulder bag and broke the strap on it. She was so distraught, in fact, that she refused my offers to replace the bag, or even give her my name or phone number. Which was probably lucky for me.
Slept in, had breakfast (toast). Was good. What is everyone else doing today?
This morning I did one of my favorite things - entertained over a thousand second-graders by doing a little stage magic. They LOVE the fire in the hand!
They are actually the best audience for this little show (The Nutcracker). Considering that I didn't even used to like kids I think I must be softening up in my old age.
I slept in until noon, bought some roast beef and prepared and ate some delicious sammiches, and now I'm gearing up to think about metaphor!
Can we please get that other thread off of the latest comments? It's like an undying zombie, and I'm worried it's going tBRAINS
Toast? shouldn't you make her eggs or something?
Dude, she can make her own eggs.