Experimental, impressionistic sub-paragraph tumblin' (think obstsalat)


21:29 <chris2> manchmal tu ich aus spass an der evolution zweifeln
21:29 <eTM> *fg*
Light Bender

Hello ruby in the dust
Has your band begun to rust
After all the sin we’ve had
I was hopin’ that we turn back
— Neil Young, Cowgirl in the Sand


Noontime, and I’m still pushin’ myself along the road, the darkest part,
Into the narrow lanes, I can’t stumble or stay put.
Someone else is speakin’ with my mouth, but I’m listening only to my heart.
I’ve made shoes for everyone, even you, while I still go barefoot.
— Bob Dylan, I and I

14:17 * lypanov makes a funny sound
14:17 <lypanov> *kloph*
14:17 <chris2> lypanov: LOL
12:36 <chris2> scheme must be magnetic or something
12:37 <chris2> i have this ibook for 6 months now, and more than six scheme implementations on it :)

More tools can be a better thing (until your toolbelt gets so heavy that it pulls your pants down and starts showing butt-crack). — Ben Giddings


Whatever happened in elementary school doesn’t matter much except to say it made me a wise guy—as people who bent the rules and made a lot of jokes were called—and by high school I was a first-class wise guy. — Richard P. Gabriel, A Personal Narrative: Journey to Stanford

Letter to a dead friend