30 November 2007
Reflections On NaBloPoMo
1) I've enjoyed participating in this, albeit in a (what I consider) peripheral manner. By that I mean that while I have visited other NaBloPoMo blogs, and have read some very good stuff that I would not have seen were it not for NaBloPoMo, I haven't really engaged with those newly found blogs. Nor have I added any of my posts to the NaBloPoMo site, as quite a few of the participants have. My own failings at work there.
2) Believe it or not, I have found the whole thing somewhat limiting. Let me explain. I started this blog back in March of this year, and I'm still working to find my niche. Occasionally I have deep thoughts and I try to write about them. But, in my opinion, way too many of my posts have been fluff and (hopefully) somewhat humorous. Still, I have managed to average, over the life of the blog, an average of just under one post a day. Which is somewhat surprising to me.
So, how do I feel the NaBloPoMo has limited me? The idea that I have to post (at least) one a day has kept me from delving into some of the ideas I've had - because they would be time-consuming and might make me miss a day. Also, I have put off more than one post simply out of fear that the next day I might not come up with something to say, and would need to use it then.
[As an aside, I hope that people got the intended humor in my post "This Non-Post Has No Title", wherein I wrote 375 words to say that I had nothing to say.] Never mind.
3) My loony bun is fine Benny Lava. [sorry, PD, I just can't help myself!]
4) In reference to Reflection #2, I find the intimidation of a daily requirement somewhat surprising. During a recent chat with a friend (you know who you are!), we were discussing the whole working under a deadline thing - not with reference to NaBloPoMo - and I mentioned to said friend that I really thrive under those conditions, and ever since my early school days, when I discovered that papers I wrote on the bus on the way to school the day they were due ended up with better grades than papers I actually spent time composing, I have pretty much used that as a guiding principle. Not just in writing, but in a lot of things. And have been labled[sic] as lazy because of it.
The point here is, I don't understand why I would feel intimidated, because I know that I can come up with something - always.
5) I've always felt like an outsider, and I sometimes have difficulty participating in group things, so NaBloPoMo has helped me to become more "civilized" - no word yet as to whether that's a good thing.
6) There is no Reflection 6.
7) Will I participate next year when this rolls around? I guess you'll just have to stay tuned to find that out.
2) Believe it or not, I have found the whole thing somewhat limiting. Let me explain. I started this blog back in March of this year, and I'm still working to find my niche. Occasionally I have deep thoughts and I try to write about them. But, in my opinion, way too many of my posts have been fluff and (hopefully) somewhat humorous. Still, I have managed to average, over the life of the blog, an average of just under one post a day. Which is somewhat surprising to me.
So, how do I feel the NaBloPoMo has limited me? The idea that I have to post (at least) one a day has kept me from delving into some of the ideas I've had - because they would be time-consuming and might make me miss a day. Also, I have put off more than one post simply out of fear that the next day I might not come up with something to say, and would need to use it then.
3) My loony bun is fine Benny Lava. [sorry, PD, I just can't help myself!]
4) In reference to Reflection #2, I find the intimidation of a daily requirement somewhat surprising. During a recent chat with a friend (you know who you are!), we were discussing the whole working under a deadline thing - not with reference to NaBloPoMo - and I mentioned to said friend that I really thrive under those conditions, and ever since my early school days, when I discovered that papers I wrote on the bus on the way to school the day they were due ended up with better grades than papers I actually spent time composing, I have pretty much used that as a guiding principle. Not just in writing, but in a lot of things. And have been labled[sic] as lazy because of it.
The point here is, I don't understand why I would feel intimidated, because I know that I can come up with something - always.
5) I've always felt like an outsider, and I sometimes have difficulty participating in group things, so NaBloPoMo has helped me to become more "civilized" - no word yet as to whether that's a good thing.
6) There is no Reflection 6.
7) Will I participate next year when this rolls around? I guess you'll just have to stay tuned to find that out.
29 November 2007
Thursday Python & etc....
Morning!
How is everybody today?
I'm tired, thank you. I did something today that I haven't done in a long time (no, not that). I... wait for it... went to work! Yep, the whole swinging a hammer, nailing nails, building stuff thing.
I realized, after about an hour, that the muscles I use for blogging and InterWebs surfing are not the same ones used in construction.
I be sore.
Anyway, here's today's Pythonity:
How is everybody today?
I'm tired, thank you. I did something today that I haven't done in a long time (no, not that). I... wait for it... went to work! Yep, the whole swinging a hammer, nailing nails, building stuff thing.
I realized, after about an hour, that the muscles I use for blogging and InterWebs surfing are not the same ones used in construction.
I be sore.
Anyway, here's today's Pythonity:
28 November 2007
We Didn't Start The Phyre -- Oh, Wait, I Just Did!!
Hey! Hey! Hey!
What's happening, Phriends! Turkey Day, Black Friday and Cyber Monday are all behind us, and it's time for Phyre-ey Wednesday!! Err, or some such. Wev.
Phyre. Phriends. Phun. Phantastic.
You know where the Creek is by now, and the picnic table is groaning with the massive amounts of munchies, so Speak Up!
27 November 2007
Important Breaking News!
Your Elf Name Is... |
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What's Your Elf Name?
Also
Also
Your Inner European is French! |
 Smart and sophisticated. You have the best of everything - at least, *you* think so. |
26 November 2007
A Question Submitted for The CNN GOP YouTube Debate Thingy
"...and my family and I are spending a litttle time in Iowa these days." ROTFLMAO
Why Am I Posting At 2am?
Because I spent the last hour scanning the Flickr set at Teh Bestest Review of the Creation Museum Evah! Make sure you turn on the captions if you look at the pics.
(Thanks to frequent Shakesville commenter Nik.E.Poo, who left the link over at PortlyDyke's)
(Thanks to frequent Shakesville commenter Nik.E.Poo, who left the link over at PortlyDyke's)
25 November 2007
This Is A Post About Sports
Note to Jen: Sorry.
I have given up on the Panthers for this season (but I'll probably keep watching the games). I'm talking about the NFL here. The Carolina Panthers. Not the Pitt Panthers, or the Florida Panthers, or the probably thousands of elementary, middle, junior & senior high schools that have a Panther as their mascot.
If you watched the game today between the Panthers and the New Orleans Saints, you'll understand why.
If you're not into sports, then don't worry, 'cause I'll return to my normal test-posting, bs-ridden self tomorrow.
That is all.
I have given up on the Panthers for this season (but I'll probably keep watching the games). I'm talking about the NFL here. The Carolina Panthers. Not the Pitt Panthers, or the Florida Panthers, or the probably thousands of elementary, middle, junior & senior high schools that have a Panther as their mascot.
If you watched the game today between the Panthers and the New Orleans Saints, you'll understand why.
If you're not into sports, then don't worry, 'cause I'll return to my normal test-posting, bs-ridden self tomorrow.
That is all.
24 November 2007
This Non-Post Has No Title
Well, it's happened. Day 24 of NaBloPoMo and I have nothing to say.
Nada.
Zip.
Zilch.
I am sans words. My fingers sit idle over the keyboard, waiting for my brain to send signals for them to leap into action and transfer my synaptic firings into words on the computer screen. But there's nothing.
I could say... no, no, not that. How 'bout... nah.
It's a hard thing to be a writer who has no words. Normally I get into the moment and somehow thoughts become words that become sentences and paragraphs and, if I'm very lucky, a cohesive post.
But not today. Today I got bupkiss.
I could write about the fact that it's cold, but it's the last week of November and it's supposed to be cold (in these here parts, anyway). I could let one of the Faithful Sidekicks write a post, but they're not really blog mascots, so.... I don't have any offspring, much less a bilingual child, so I can't post cute jokes in Spanish.
I'm telling ya, I ain't got nothing to say!!
I am blog-mute!
Now, if I'd driven to Chicago for Thanksgiving, I could do a whole series of posts, but I didn't go anywhere except next door and there's not a whole lot of post in "I stepped outside and walked through Teh Woods to Neighbor's house and had dinner."
The union of my ideas and the computer is an empty set.
Hell, if I had a pair of cute-cute-cute new house slippers, I could talk about them... alas, I do not. Were I able to read Hebrew and Aramaic, I could become a biblical scholar and write authoritatively about National Bible Week, but I do well to maintain my ability to communicate in English.
I no can haz wurdz.
So, I suppose I will just have to admit defeat and stop staring at this blank screen.
The only thing I have to say is...
*sigh*
(my thanks to konagod, pidomon, Jennifer, DCup &MathMan, Cunning Runt, and Portly Dyke for helping me to say nothing today. Go ye all and visit their fine establishments. They all have words a plenty! [Links to each and sundry available in the sidebar])
Nada.
Zip.
Zilch.
I am sans words. My fingers sit idle over the keyboard, waiting for my brain to send signals for them to leap into action and transfer my synaptic firings into words on the computer screen. But there's nothing.
I could say... no, no, not that. How 'bout... nah.
It's a hard thing to be a writer who has no words. Normally I get into the moment and somehow thoughts become words that become sentences and paragraphs and, if I'm very lucky, a cohesive post.
But not today. Today I got bupkiss.
I could write about the fact that it's cold, but it's the last week of November and it's supposed to be cold (in these here parts, anyway). I could let one of the Faithful Sidekicks write a post, but they're not really blog mascots, so.... I don't have any offspring, much less a bilingual child, so I can't post cute jokes in Spanish.
I'm telling ya, I ain't got nothing to say!!
I am blog-mute!
Now, if I'd driven to Chicago for Thanksgiving, I could do a whole series of posts, but I didn't go anywhere except next door and there's not a whole lot of post in "I stepped outside and walked through Teh Woods to Neighbor's house and had dinner."
The union of my ideas and the computer is an empty set.
Hell, if I had a pair of cute-cute-cute new house slippers, I could talk about them... alas, I do not. Were I able to read Hebrew and Aramaic, I could become a biblical scholar and write authoritatively about National Bible Week, but I do well to maintain my ability to communicate in English.
I no can haz wurdz.
So, I suppose I will just have to admit defeat and stop staring at this blank screen.
The only thing I have to say is...
My loony bun is fine Benny Lava.
*sigh*
(my thanks to konagod, pidomon, Jennifer, DCup &MathMan, Cunning Runt, and Portly Dyke for helping me to say nothing today. Go ye all and visit their fine establishments. They all have words a plenty! [Links to each and sundry available in the sidebar])
23 November 2007
I'm Beginning To See A Pattern Emerging
First, reading my blog requires a Genius Level.
Now, I'm equated with Albert Einstein.
What will the future show?
Stay tuned.
(h/t to FranIAm)
22 November 2007
Don't Give Me That, You Snotty-faced Heap Of Parrot Droppings!
In honor of the calmness that pervades all family get-togethers.
Make sure you get lots of rest tonight, so you can be a Good American tomorrow and spend, spend, spend!
(h/t to QuakerDave [who's back blogging again] via this Shakesville post)
21 November 2007
Embarassing Photographic Evidence...
...from my childhood.
Note the camper in the background. My life was pre-destined!!!!!!!!
Note the camper in the background. My life was pre-destined!!!!!!!!
Just Thought I'd Pass This Along
Your baby-maker needs to be bigger in order to perform its function well
(subject line in a spam email I received a few minutes ago)
There are so many things wrong with that, I would grow old and die before I could list (and expound) on them. So I won't bother.
Except to point out that it's the womb that makes teh baybee, and I hain't got one o' them. Being a male, and all that.
If you need more instruction as to the multitudiness of wrongity, go visit Shakesville.
(subject line in a spam email I received a few minutes ago)
There are so many things wrong with that, I would grow old and die before I could list (and expound) on them. So I won't bother.
Except to point out that it's the womb that makes teh baybee, and I hain't got one o' them. Being a male, and all that.
If you need more instruction as to the multitudiness of wrongity, go visit Shakesville.
It's Pheaux Phyre Time!
Gobble, gobble!!
Welcome to the Turkey Day (before) edition of the Pheaux Phyre! In honor of the American holiday, have some Turkey:
Oops, I mean:
Crap! I mean:
No, no, no! That's just wrong.One more try....
That's better.
As always, beer and mixers are in the creek and the munchies on the picnic table. All that's missing is you!
20 November 2007
Automotive Update
So what happens to a car when it's parked for over a month in the woods in Autumn?
This:
My poor be-leaféd car
It would be worse, but the wind has been blowing a bunch over the last few days and some of the leaves that decorated the car were, like, totally blown away, dude.
That's all about to change, however, as yesterday I betook myself (in Neighbor's truck) to the Offices of Insurance and License Plating and received in return (drum roll please)...
My wonderful be-taggéd car!
Yes, Friends, Acquaintances, and Those Who Randomly Ended Up On This Blog & Are Wondering What The Idiot Author Is Going On About, I can now (legally*) drive Teh Car!
!!!!
I feel like perambulating - just because I can!!!!!!**
* - I did not drive the car whilst it had no license plate on it. There are some things too stupid for even me to do.
** - I won't, though, because a) it would be a waste of gas, b) there ain't hardly no gas in the car and what little money I have with which to put gas in the car must be hoarded carefully for a time when I have a reason to drive, and c) gasoline is expensive as shit these days!
This:
My poor be-leaféd carIt would be worse, but the wind has been blowing a bunch over the last few days and some of the leaves that decorated the car were, like, totally blown away, dude.
That's all about to change, however, as yesterday I betook myself (in Neighbor's truck) to the Offices of Insurance and License Plating and received in return (drum roll please)...
My wonderful be-taggéd car!Yes, Friends, Acquaintances, and Those Who Randomly Ended Up On This Blog & Are Wondering What The Idiot Author Is Going On About, I can now (legally*) drive Teh Car!
!!!!
I feel like perambulating - just because I can!!!!!!**
* - I did not drive the car whilst it had no license plate on it. There are some things too stupid for even me to do.
** - I won't, though, because a) it would be a waste of gas, b) there ain't hardly no gas in the car and what little money I have with which to put gas in the car must be hoarded carefully for a time when I have a reason to drive, and c) gasoline is expensive as shit these days!
19 November 2007
Blog Notes
A - Some of you may wonder what has happened to cunning linguist.... and other may wonder what the hell I'm talking about. The story is, his computer died. He's working on adding a new one to the family and will hopefully be back online soon.
A# - I'm having all kinds of trouble with all sites Blogger/Google this evening. Am I the only one? In any case, that is the reason behind this short post. I hope I can get it to go up before midnight. It would suck to fail at the NaBloPoMo thingy because Blogger/Google is having hiccups.
A# - I'm having all kinds of trouble with all sites Blogger/Google this evening. Am I the only one? In any case, that is the reason behind this short post. I hope I can get it to go up before midnight. It would suck to fail at the NaBloPoMo thingy because Blogger/Google is having hiccups.
18 November 2007
I'm Still Working On The Other 8%
Seriously, I don't know how I could score higher unless I grew the damn beans myself. Hmmm... doesn't coffee grow in the understory of the jungle? That's kinda like the Lair Woods, isn't it?
17 November 2007
Location Of The Secret Lair (aka '73 Winnebago) Revealed!
After much soul searching, I have decided to "remove the veil" of obfuscation regarding my location. This has been a difficult decision, because, as regular readers will know, I am a very private 'friendly neighborhood curmudgeonly misanthrope'.
I realize that this means hordes of my fans will be popping by to see me and my faithful sidekicks (teh kittehs, Puff and Callie), but that's the price of fame. Plus, I can charge admission and give tours and such.
I figure ten bucks a head (and five bucks for non pot smokers) ought to be about right. For that low, low price you get to see how "an anti-capitalist misanthrope who lives in a camper in the woods" lives, join in the grubbing for roots and berries, learn how to build a proper campfire, and many other fun and useful tasks that keep a misanthrope busy!
I'll even offer retreats - both weekend and week-long, where you can learn how to follow in my footsteps (size 12's, so they're easy to follow) and start your own hermit community! I'm still figuring out the cost of the retreats, so stay tuned!
Back to today's task: The Revealing!
After lengthy discussions and "enhanced interrogations", I have been granted permission from the Pentagon to publish the following picture, wherein the location of the Secret Lair (aka '73 Winnebago) is shown.
Here it is (click picture to embiggen):
That's me, right there. No, to the right a little. There.
I hope you have enjoyed this unveiling as much as I have.
(photo courtesy of GoogleEarth, and a tip o' the hat to konagod, who gave me the idea on his new photoblog BLACK SOAP)
I realize that this means hordes of my fans will be popping by to see me and my faithful sidekicks (teh kittehs, Puff and Callie), but that's the price of fame. Plus, I can charge admission and give tours and such.
I figure ten bucks a head (and five bucks for non pot smokers) ought to be about right. For that low, low price you get to see how "an anti-capitalist misanthrope who lives in a camper in the woods" lives, join in the grubbing for roots and berries, learn how to build a proper campfire, and many other fun and useful tasks that keep a misanthrope busy!
I'll even offer retreats - both weekend and week-long, where you can learn how to follow in my footsteps (size 12's, so they're easy to follow) and start your own hermit community! I'm still figuring out the cost of the retreats, so stay tuned!
Back to today's task: The Revealing!
After lengthy discussions and "enhanced interrogations", I have been granted permission from the Pentagon to publish the following picture, wherein the location of the Secret Lair (aka '73 Winnebago) is shown.
Here it is (click picture to embiggen):
That's me, right there. No, to the right a little. There.
I hope you have enjoyed this unveiling as much as I have.
(photo courtesy of GoogleEarth, and a tip o' the hat to konagod, who gave me the idea on his new photoblog BLACK SOAP)
16 November 2007
You Must Have A Mensa Card To Read This Blog
As though there was ever any doubt, what with my posting of Monty Python clips and crazy lyric interpretations of Indian music videos!
(h/t to DCup)
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