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


20:17 <chris2> uh oh
20:17 <chris2> pthreads are fun
20:17 <chris2> they should have called that parameter –enable-various-bugs-disable-others :P

And I hold your burning heart in my hands
And I hold your burning heart in my hands
A supernova
A flame on fire
Shining in the darkness
— Antony And The Johnsons, Divine

8:17 <technomancy> heh…. in 3rd world countries they pour all kinds of nasty shit into red bull
18:17 <slyphon> technomancy: where do you think they bottle the crap?
18:17 <slyphon> technomancy: in somalia, Red Bull is called "drinking water"
18:18 <technomancy> lol!
maya's typewriters!

And if I pass this way again, you can rest assured
I’ll always do my best for her, on that I give my word
In a world of steel-eyed death, and men who are fighting to be warm.
“Come in,” she said,
“I’ll give you shelter from the storm.”
— Bob Dylan, Shelter From The Storm