Almost one week, and no real content

Just some twisted filler from Paul:

Celebrating the inner geek:

I’d like to re-write this for dragons (though I’m sure Dawn would use it for ammo when we fight :P)

9 Reasons Not To Date A T-Rex.

Real content to resume shortly.

Interdum vos ut volvo ferrus six.

Twisted Filler Tues… erm… make that Wednesday

And besides, just can’t get the energy to do a full blasted post about a potential Cylon tonight. Bah. I hate my job. Still, without further adieu:

From Paul: Evil Dead, the musical. What will they come up with next? A Cola that has all the flavour of Worcestershire sauce?

From Dawn: Probability and statistics of the Force:

And from abroad: Why should every Canadian HATE Tiger Woods? He said this:

“I don’t think anyone really watches hockey anymore.”

Fuck you Tiger. And enjoy you’re airlock for dissing the great game of hockey.

Interdum vos ut volvo ferrus six.

P.S. Grow my city’s industry.

Twisted Filler Tuesday - Return of the Meh-me

Found this over at Taj’s. Not so much of a meh-me as it’s open ended. Kind of. The premise is simple. Offer one quote that resonates with you. Without further adieu:

The Cylon War is long over, yet we must not forget the reasons why so many sacrificed so much in the cause of freedom. The cost of wearing the uniform can be high, but…
[very long pause]… sometimes it’s too high. You know, when we fought the Cylons, we did it to save ourselves from extinction. But we never answered the question “Why?” Why are we as a people worth saving? We still commit murder because of greed and spite, jealousy, and we still visit all of our sins upon our children. We refuse to accept the responsibility for anything that we’ve done, like we did with the Cylons. We decided to play God, create life. And when that life turned against us, we comforted ourselves in the knowledge that it really wasn’t our fault, not really. You cannot play God then wash your hands of the things that you’ve created. Sooner or later, the day comes when you can’t hide from the things that you’ve done anymore.

Cmdr. William Adama, Battlestar Galactica Miniseries

Yes, yes, I’ve quoted this great line ad naseum on this blahg. Meh. Deal with it. It resonates with me. The quote sets the tone for the whole series, and the show is a virtual mirror to my life here in Vancouver. I see parallels with family, friends, the state of my life, political situations, et cetera, et cetera, et cetera. And the show stems from this speech, the one Adama never intended to give, initially.

As for tags, I refrain, but anyone who chooses to do this, please give a linkback.

Interdum vos ut volvo ferrus six.

Twisted Filler Tuesday - a fag you can drink

Many thanks to Paul (no site to list) who gets the macabre, the bizzare, and the brilliant of that good ol’ interweb. He needs a site like http://www.paul.georb.

As such, here’s a few of his best finds lately:

Cigarettea.

Far too many new devices to plug into your USB port.

Still, nothing beats this joke he sent a while back:

Shamus and Murphy fancied a pint or two but didn’t have a lot of money. Between them, they could only raise the staggering sum of one Euro.

Murphy said ‘Hang on, I have an idea.’

He went next door to the butcher’s shop and came out with one large sausage.

Shamus said ‘Are you crazy? Now we don’t have any money left at all!’

Murphy replied, ‘Don’t worry - just follow me.’

He went into the pub where he immediately ordered two pints of Guinness and two glasses of Jamieson Whisky.

Shamus said ‘Now you’ve lost it. Do you know how much trouble we will be in? We haven’t got any money!!’

Murphy replied, with a smile. ‘Don’t ! worry, I have a plan, Cheers!’

They downed their drinks. Murphy said, ‘OK, I’ll stick the sausage through my zipper and you go on your knees and put it in your mouth.’

The barman noticed them, went berserk, and threw them out.

They continued this, pub after pub, getting more and more drunk, all for free.

At the tenth pub Shamus said ‘Murphy - I don’t think I can do any more of this. I’m drunk and me knees are killin’ me!’

Murphy said, ‘How do you think I feel? I lost the sausage in the third pub.’

Interdum vos ut volvo ferrus six.

P.S. Help grow my city’s population.

Twisted Filler Tuesday v1.2 - you canna change the Laws of Physics

But alas, if your basic building blocks are lines and paint (like a ‘Toon) as opposed to molecules, genomes and cells (like organic matter), then there are just a different set of laws that govern you. Kind of like the difference between Canada and the United States (ed’s note, thank the Gods for Canada).

As many of you know, people piss me off. And by people, I do specifically intend how the collective tends to have a lower IQ than the state of Texas. And I saw that every intellectual flaw in the average person in the 21^ST Century has a severe disconnect with cardinal laws of physics.

Then I had a bizzare flashback to University. Toon physics. The article I read in my inebriated days kept me in stitches. And without anything gigantic to post lately, I thought I’d share. Id est, two favourites:

Cartoon Law I

Any body suspended in space will remain in space until made aware of its situation.
Daffy Duck steps off a cliff, expecting further pastureland. He loiters in midair, soliloquizing flippantly, until he chances to look down. At this point, the familiar principle of 32 feet per second per second takes over.

Cartoon Law IX

Everything falls faster than an anvil.

Full list can be found here.

And, seeing as this is gratuitous filler, I would like to promote my MiniCity, New Delphi. Click the link (daily) and help my city grow. Hat tip to MCF for creating his own, and thus inspiring me to make my own.

That is all.

Twisted Filler Tuesdays v1.1

Really had to dig back for this one. Thanks to Paul (no site I know of aside from a Facebook page) for the email forward though.

I’d definitely like to see this as my desk if I ever strike it rich and famous.

That is all.