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



Dear, dear, dear, dear Santa-Fe.
Since I’m never gonna cease to roam,
I’m never, ever far from home,
But I’ll build a geodesic dome
And sail away.
— Bob Dylan, Santa Fe

happy halloween

ThoughtMerry Christmas! (Ah, I always wanted to pull that one.)

Sometimes I wonder about change
But change doesn’t wonder about me
So I figure it’s enough to live, do anything at all
We all got stuff to give
— Dan Bern, Drips


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Don’t make a grown man cry
My eyes dilate, my lips go green
My hands are greasy
She’s a mean, mean machine
Start it up
— Rolling Stones, Start Me Up

Lisboa 2007

You’re graceful as a bird
My heart is on the wing
You’re gentle as a dove
If a humming bird could sing
— Rolling Stones, Terrifying



You always aroused me
I got you all primed
Maybe I’ll understand you
One of these times
— Dan Bern, Hooker

Photoshop - Pop Art Monalisa  *by Jorginho Cury
20:08 <corp> well, good thing the language still works the same with a bad logo

May your heart always be joyful,
May your song always be sung,
May you stay forever young,
Forever young, forever young,
May you stay forever young.
— Bob Dylan, Forever Young



Sail on silvergirl,
Sail on by.
Your time has come to shine.
All your dreams are on their way.
— Simon and Garfunkel, Bridge Over Troubled Water

16:03 <chris2> Mohnscheintomate
getting home safe

Take me on a trip upon your magic swirlin’ ship,
My senses have been stripped, my hands can’t feel to grip,
My toes too numb to step, wait only for my boot heels
To be wanderin’.
— Bob Dylan, Mr. Tambourine Man


Gaviota de acero

Don’t fall in love with everybody’s baby
You think she’s all for you and she’s your pal
But watch yourself with everybody’s baby
‘Cause everybody’s baby
Ain’t nobody’s gal
— Dan Bern, Everybody’s Baby

artificial dune

ThoughtWar Einstein ein Monolith?

Tonight I wish I was born in New Orleans
So I could play the blues
So I could really play the blues
Tonight, tonight, I m wishing I could play the blues
Play the blues
— Dan Bern, Play The Blues


Caixa com tampa em tecido

Sometimes I wonder what’s going on in the mind of Miss X
Sometimes I wonder what’s going on in the mind of Miss X
You know she got such a sweet disposition
I never know what the poor girl’s gonna do to me next
— Bob Dylan, New Pony

ThoughtWhat I had for lunch: Pizza Peperoni with sliced olives.
18:29 <rretzbach> das notebook steht gerade auf dem bügelbrett :D

So happy just to be alive
Underneath the sky of blue
On this new morning, new morning
On this new morning with you.
New morning…
— Bob Dylan, New Morning


Ellis Island - South Side - OHNY

All the leaves are brown
And the sky is grey
I went for a walk
On a winters day
— John and Michelle Phillips, California Dreamin’

17:54 <shevy> penpen, auf hat einer ne frage

I’d be safe and warm
If I was in LA
California dreamin’
On such a winters day
— John and Michelle Phillips, California Dreamin’


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And every day there’s a dark stranger
Who tries to lead us into danger
I don’t know what I’m gonna do
They don’t know what I’m going through
— Dead Moon, Over The Edge

Doused in mud
Cept in bleach
As I want you to be
As a trend
A a friend
— Nirvana, Come As You Are

Rectangle, made of squares (much like Marines marching in formation)


ThoughtDraußen ist es nie kälter als dein Herz.

I wanna see a line-up, just as long as this old town
I wanna see a line-up, just as long as this old town
Get a warrant right out, for whomever ain’t around
— Lousiana Red, First Degree

Well you know I loved you Ealase, that’s why I went down and dug your grave
You know I loved you Ealase, that’s why I went down and dug your grave
If I do right and live right honey, I’ll join you up there someday
— Lousiana Red, Death of Ealase



Fifty years after the fair
I drink from a different cup
But it does no good to compare
cause nothing ever measures up
— Aimee Mann, Fifty Years After The Fair

6951 golden gate bridge
18:33 <entropie> kool wären sätze die reverst die antwort geben, der so
18:33 <chris2> hihi
18:33 <duschendestroyer> kann man bestimmt bauen
18:34 <chris2> was ergibt andersrum gelesen unsinn?
18:34 <chris2> ,irb "was ergibt andersrum gelesen unsinn?".reverse
18:34 <rutlov> => "?nnisnu neseleg mursredna tbigre saw"
18:34 <chris2> entropie: fertig :)

Call me call me in a sweet design
Call me call me for your lover’s lover’s alibi
Call me on the line
Call me call me any anytime
— Blondie, Call Me




Oh, child, why you wanna hurt me?
I’m exiled, you can’t convert me.
I’m lost in the haze of your delicate ways
With both eyes glazed.
— Bob Dylan, We Better Talk This Over

Wir werden immer laut durch’s Leben gehen,
alles andere ist uns egal.
Vom Anfang blieb sehr wenig bestehn
und nichts davon ist wahr.
Doch darum geht es längst nicht mehr,
vergiss den Frust und komm her.
— Die Toten Hosen, Geh Aus Dem Weg



If he’s in some battle slain
I will die, when the moon doth wane
And if he’s drowned in the deep salt sea
I’ll be true to his memory
— John Riley

Going Up?

The water is wide, I cannot cross o’er.
And neither have I, The wings to fly.
Give me a boat, that can carry two.
And both shall row, My true love and I.
— The Water Is Wide

Flights of fancy


Park Beach 1

Go ‘way little boy
It’s much too late
Walk back out the door
Don’t wanna see you here no more
You’re making it hard for me to concentrate
Go ‘way little boy
It’s much too late
— Bob Dylan, Go ‘way Little Boy

Boston Rose

ThoughtI don’t care what other people think, but how other people think.


autumn 008

Well I just wanna ask you,
If you seen that gal of mine,
Don’t the clouds look lonesome shining across the sea,
Don’t the clouds look lonesome shining across the sea,
Don’t my gal look good,
When she’s comin’ after me?
— Bob Dylan, Rocks & Gravel


I never meant to cause you any sorrow
I never meant to cause you any pain
I only wanted one time to see you laughing
I only want to see you laughing in the purple rain
purple rain, purple rain
I only want to see you bathing in the purple rain
— Prince, Purple Rain

19:10 <penpen> ⋮)



We’re all gonna meet
At that million dollar bash
Ooh, baby, ooh-ee
Ooh, baby, ooh-ee
It’s that million dollar bash
— Bob Dylan, Million Dollar Bash

Victim of rain

‘Tis the song, the sigh of the weary.
Hard times, hard times, come again no more.
Many days you have lingered all around my cabin door.
Oh, hard times, come again no more.
— Bob Dylan, Hard Times


West Coast Sunset

There’s a home place under fire tonight in the Heartland
There’s a well with water so bitter nobody can drink
Ain’t no way to get high and my mouth is so dry that I can’t speak
Don’t they know that I’m dyin’, Why nobody cryin’ for me?
— Bob Dylan, Heartland

The Web might be better than sex. — Bob Metcalfe

Through a bullet of light
Her face was reflectin’
The fast fading words
That rolled from my tongue
With a long-distance look
Her eyes was on fire
But the song it was long
And there was more to be sung.
— Bob Dylan, Eternal Circle

drops of blue


Oroba Tunnel in Salah Salem Road [Cairo]

I can feel it in the air
Feel it up above
Feel the tension everywhere
There is too much blood
Too much blood, well alright
— Rolling Stones, Too Much Blood

by *嘟*

Got to be an important person to be in here, honey,
Got to have done some evil deed,
Got to have your own harem when you come in the door,
Got to play your harp until your lips bleed.
— Bob Dylan, Sweetheart Like You


In addition, online news sites started noticing that Reddit could send them vast amounts of traffic. They somehow thought they could encourage this by adding “reddit this” links to all of their articles. As far as I know, adding such links doesn’t actually improve your chances of being popular on Reddit (although it does make your site look more ugly), but it did give us lots of free advertising. — Aaron Swartz

january light, weeds

ThoughtI never learned to program—I discovered I can.

I don’t care
How many letters they sent
Morning came and morning went
Pick up your money
And pack up your tent
You ain’t goin’ nowhere
— Bob Dylan, You Ain’t Goin’ Nowhere


4.366 Braille

How do you sleep at night?
How do you walk with your head held high?
Dear Mr. President,
You’d never take a walk with me.
Would you?
— Pink, Dear Mr. President

ThoughtXSS is a flaw, XSRF is a feature.

Oh Christ! … I couldn’t care less. Doris Lessing

And you can’t find your waitress with a Geiger counter
And she hates you and your friends and you just can’t get served without her
And the box-office is drooling, and the bar stools are on fire
And the newspapers were fooling, and the ash-trays have retired
‘Cause the piano has been drinking, the piano has been drinking
The piano has been drinking, not me, not me, not me, not me, not me
— Tom Waits, The Piano Has Been Drinking (Not Me)



Lava lamp in action

The waiting is the hardest part
Every day you see one more card
You take it on faith, you take it to the heart
The waiting is the hardest part
— Tom Petty, The Waiting

2023 wm impressionen feuerwerk

And its wake up time
Time to open up your eyes
And rise and shine
— Tom Petty, Wake Up Time



I long to see you in the morning light
I long to reach for you in the night
Stay, lady, stay, stay while the night is still ahead
— Bob Dylan, Lay, Lady, Lay


Well, they’ll stone you and say that it’s the end.
Then they’ll stone you and then they’ll come back again.
They’ll stone you when you’re riding in your car.
They’ll stone you when you’re playing your guitar.
Yes, but I would not feel so all alone,
Everybody must get stoned.
— Bob Dylan, Rainy Day Women #12 & 35


crochet cotton odds

I’ll dare you to dine with the cross-legged knight
Dare me to jump and I will
I’ll fall from your grace
But I’ll never let go of your hand
I’ll never let go of your hand
— Tom Waits, Never Let Go

Gran Roque night view

Starving in the Belly
Starving in the Belly
Starving in the Belly of a whale
Starving in the Belly
Starving in the Belly
Starving in the Belly of a whale
— Tom Waits, Starving In The Belly Of A Whale


noname (6)

Now all the criminals in their coats and their ties
Are free to drink martinis and watch the sun rise
While Rubin sits like Buddha in a ten-foot cell
An innocent man in a living hell.
— Bob Dylan, Hurricane

We didn’t start the fire
It was always burning
Since the world’s been turning
We didn’t start the fire
No we didn’t light it
But we tried to fight it
— Billy Joel, We Didn’t Start The Fire

A-9 Cabin Fever



The harder they come
The harder they fall
One and all
— Rolling Stones, The Harder They Come

by kurmidt
21:01 <entropie> boah
21:01 <entropie> die verkaufen pizza mit fischstäbchen drauf


First Snow close-up

And the signs said, the words of the prophets
Are written on the subway walls
And tenement halls.
And whisperd in the sounds of silence.
— Simon and Garfunkel, The Sound of Silence

16:29 <eTM> so kann man es den amis gut erklären :-)
16:29 <eTM> europäische stätte sind wie malls, bei denen man in den oberen stockwerken wohnen kann
16:29 <eTM> dann verstehen sie wieso es gut ist dass europäische städte gut sind
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I can still hear the sounds of those Methodist bells,
I’d taken the cure and had just gotten through,
Stayin’ up for days in the Chelsea Hotel,
Writin’ “Sad-Eyed Lady of the Lowlands” for you.
— Bob Dylan, Sara


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14:37 <chris2> es gibt editoren ausser emacs und vi? ihr meint so textfuchteldinger? :-P

I can hear that whistle blowin’,
I see that stationmaster, too,
If there’s a poor boy on the street,
Then let him have my seat
‘Cause tonight I’ll be staying here with you.
— Bob Dylan, Tonight I’ll Be Staying Here With You

19:07 <chris2> ich kann ein tolles rails plugin aus dem code extrahieren!
19:07 <chris2> acts_as_kraut_und_rueben
19:07 <entropie> hihi



Ring the bells that still can ring
Forget your perfect offering
There is a crack in everything
That’s how the light gets in.
— Leonard Cohen, Anthem

I thought the big draw for Apple hardware was that “It Just Works.” By breaking it, you must know you’re giving up the “Just Works” factor, so what’s left? Rounded corners? Mark Pilgrim

Picture 148

Adulterers in churches and pornography in the schools,
You got gangsters in power and lawbreakers making rules.
When you gonna wake up, when you gonna wake up
When you gonna wake up and strengthen the things that remain?
— Bob Dylan, When You Gonna Wake Up


IO-PORTRAIT at 2560x1600

He was a clean-cut kid
But they made a killer out of him,
That’s what they did
— Bob Dylan, Clean-Cut Kid


A mathematician is not a man who can readily manipulate figures; often he cannot. He is not even a man who can readily perform the transformations of equations by the use of calculus. He is primarily an individual who is skilled in the use of symbolic logic on a high plane, and especially he is a man of intuitive judgment in the choice of the manipulative processes he employs. — Vannevar Bush, As We May Think


Berliner Mauer

Einigkeit und Recht und Freiheit
Für das deutsche Vaterland!
Danach laßt uns alle streben
Brüderlich mit Herz und Hand!
Einigkeit und Recht und Freiheit
Sind des Glückes Unterpfand.
Blüh’ im Glanze dieses Glückes,
Blühe, deutsches Vaterland.
— Heinrich Hoffmann von Fallersleben, Das Lied der Deutschen

Berliner Mauer


Sunday September 23. 20:20

Winterlude, Winterlude, oh darlin’,
Winterlude by the road tonight.
Tonight there will be no quarrelin’,
Ev’rything is gonna be all right.
— Bob Dylan, Winterlude

17:35 <shevy> and then we smash php
17:35 <shevy> with python
17:35 <shevy> and then we backstab python! >:}
17:35 <iSteve> using ruby!
17:35 <iSteve> yes!
17:35 <shevy> yes!
17:35 <shevy> lol…
17:35 <iSteve> I love the sinister sinisterness of this plan
17:36 <shevy> hmm
17:36 <shevy> i think its not good to pull it off though
17:36 <shevy> except for php maybe ;P

I am, I am, I am
I am a patriot
And I love my country
Because my country is all I know
— Steven Van Zandt, I Am A Patriot


Soft chocolate, avocado, licorice, lime

And you’re clutching your phone
As you walk in the dark
And your smile’s got a twist
You’re looking so hardcore
— Rolling Stones, Let Me Down Slow

You let somebody do the dirty work
Find some loser, find some jerk
Find some dumb ass do it all for free
Let somebody do the dirty work
Find some loser, find some jerk
Find some greaseball, yeah
— Rolling Stones, Dirty Work

CN Rail Police 67