April 2002

phriquancy: Hey, don’t say you’re

phriquancy: Hey, don’t say you’re going to make me take my entertainment away!
Placain: Well, you have two choices.
Placain: Either make sure I don’t, or make sure I do.
phriquancy: hmmm…I think I’ll have to spend the next few days devising a scheme where you wake up in a circular room with eight beautiful girls and you have to walk to one of them :-)
Placain: I would have no problem with that.
Placain: I’d walk to the one I was facing.
phriquancy: and my sister isn’t one of them :-)
Placain: And before you devise some elaborite optical scheme of mirrors in which I’m facing all of them, let me caution you:
Placain: Yer Mom.

Baruch atah adonai, I want

Baruch atah adonai,
I want a hard cock!

— Geekydelirium, referring to my story about Nechama

Great! Now we can eat

Great! Now we can eat each other’s asses!

— Geekydelirium, after watching a plane crash in FU3, referring to “Alive”

Placain: maybe i should become

Placain: maybe i should become a monk
Placain: since apparently all i do is make females unhappy
Amy: Then you would just make god unhappy and that might be worse

chew chew flicker

from alt.folklore.science:

CRT monitors build their image top-down. At any given moment, only a small portion of the screen is active, the rest is dark. The bright portion moves from the top to the bottom, and then jumps back to the top.

When you chew something, you cause your entire head including your eyes to vibrate. This vibration interferes with the scanning pattern of the monitor in a way that causes the screen image to disintegrate. That’s because the eye jumps slightly back and forth while the different parts of the monitor image are coming in, so they will be projected to different locations on the retina.

The objects not subject to a scanning pattern (i.e. the real world) are all projected at once all the time. Their image will also jump back and forth, but always as a whole, not in parts.

Placain: she broke up with

getzburg: I took a girl out tonight for her birthday. She ditched me to hit on other men. Die.

Placain: Somehow, I knew that “die” would be an integral part of whatever response you had.

getzburg: Yeah, well. Guess I’m just predictable like that. Oh, and she just stopped by to let me know that she hooked up with some guy! I FEEL GREAT! STICK A SHARP OBJECT IN MY INNARDS! FUCKING CHRIST

Went home early from work

Went home early from work - Moho said I could go at 10:30 or so. After sending a bit more sweetness and honey towards south Texas, I headed over to Seth’s and met his friend Bob, who by accounts is intelligent yet religious. Weird.

Seth is really smart and yet really silly too; very much like me, I guess. It’s nice that he’s a few steps behind me computerwise; it’s ego-boosting to have someone as smart as him treat me as a superior.

I seriously want an unmarked

Placain: dude. I seriously want an unmarked van someday. I’m gonna drive it in front of people’s houses and just like park there for a few hours. Then at some point like five huge black guys, dressed all in black, are gonna burst out of the van’s back doors, look around and mutter huthuthuthuthuthut, then jump back in the van, and we drive off at a high rate of speed.
getzburg: That would be awesome.
getzburg: But they’d have to be wearing antennae.Or something equally incongruous.
Placain: Yes! Little fuzzy ones!
getzburg: And they’d need to do something surreal.
Placain: Somersaults. Radially.
getzburg: Like pour ricotta on a mailbox, take a reading with a small black box that beeps, and then nod at each othre.
Placain: Like in a 40s musical. oooh, i like your idea better. Except it would have to really, really obviously be ricotta. And not, say, anthrax.
getzburg: Like if they poured it out of a small plastic tub marked “Ricotta” with a brand name and such.
Placain: yes. :)
* Placain is grinning and bouncing and clapping his hands together delightedly
getzburg: Lord, that’s an image I didn’t need.

Maggie writes in her LJ:

Maggie writes in her LJ: “Distract me please!”

So I posted (anon., of course):
The new picture is quite and rather pretty.
You seek distraction. I recommend you:

  • attempt to engage the patrons of Loree in a massive game of ‘Duck Duck Goose’
  • hide under the bridge and shout repeatedly “Who’s that trotting over my bridge!”
  • hang upside-down in stairwells and insist to passers-by that you are a bat
  • perform the Rite of Ashk ‘Ente
  • pick up all the stray pennies on Douglass, superglue them together, and give them to your advisor

    When you have successfully completed these tasks, it will be time for you to go.

  • Ben Karel: I mean, do

    Ben Karel: I mean, do the benefits actually outweigh the losses?
    Placain: Of girls?
    Placain: I was about to say “hell yes”, but honestly, sometimes I just don’t know.
    Ben Karel: At the freshman-highschool level
    Placain: Oh.
    Placain: No, not worth it.
    Placain: The physical part you can do far better on your own, and emotionally … unless you can find someone who you really, really respect intellectually …
    Placain: it’s just not worth it.
    Placain: Wait until you find someone who you can be in awe of.
    Placain: (you know, someone like irene)