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


ThoughtToday is Setting Orange, day 5 in the season of Chaos, 3172. It is the sacred Apostle Holyday of Mungday.

Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,
I’m not sleepy and there is no place I’m going to.
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,
In the jingle jangle morning I’ll come followin’ you.
— Bob Dylan, Mr. Tambourine Man

15:05 <obra> My plan worked perfectly. the perl as ruby's quirky brother comment was intended to get ruby people to laugh
15:05 <audreyt> #
15:05 <audreyt> obra++ # evil genius
14:13 <polykarp> Hui Neng asked Hui Ming, "Without thinking of good or evil, show me your original face before your mother and father were born".
14:14 <dcnstrct> not enough unix in it.
14:14 <polykarp> i guess you could unixify it, but you'd have to understand it first
14:16 <chris2> without thinking of good or evil, which window manager did you use before X11 existed?
ny05 013

Now, there’s a woman on my block,
She just sit there facin’ the hill.
She say who gonna take away his license to kill?
— Bob Dylan, License To Kill