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Dizzying Intellect » Random

Category: Random

Moving

How odd. I hit the “random” button at Perry Bible Fellowship and got one seriously jacked-up coincidence.


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Yes, thank you. I think I will.

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Awesome. I actually checked the date, instinctively, to see if it was April 1st already.

From yesterday’s LA Times:


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Go look at the close-up, at the site linked above.

The DJs on my semi-regular morning radio station spent a good 20 minutes last week trying to convince their listeners to pick up a subscription to the ubercrappy Post-Dispatch, because GOSH! the newspapers are failing. And newspapers are GOOD!

Tell me again.

Beautiful

Sweet merciful feynman.


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I think I just replaced my entirely hypothetical dream wedding dress. Or maybe this will just be the summer version. I can have two, right?

At that price, I might just buy it for a lark. I can vacuum in it or something.

Wee Corpses

When I sold my house and was cleaning out the basement, I found a stack of my old snow tires from Minnesota. They were wrapped in plastic, with a pair of safety glasses sitting in the hollow on top, creating an indentation in the plastic.

Also in the indentation were not one, not two, but three (THREE!) dead mice. In a house with no history of mice problems (there were a few before I ripped out all of the ivy, but that was five years ago).

I pondered it at the time, but was too busy to give it much thought — and was just reminded of it when I needed a pair of safety glasses yesterday and didn’t have them. So you tell me. What’s the story, morning glory? Mousy suicide pact? Offering to the Michelin gods? Were they huffing plastic fumes, or did my invisible basement cat leave them as a gift for me? I’m stumped.

Betting on Obama

Awesome. Overseas bookies are making a fortune, allowing people to bet on Obama’s Inauguration and first term.

You can bet on the inauguration weather, first prior President named during the speech, or the number of times he says the word “Change.” (Nothing about the “uh” count, that I can see.) And then there are categories for life in the White House.

For example, you can bet on what the Obamas will name their puppy. (George leads the pack with 8-1 odds, while Joe the Plumber is 250-1).

Not all the propositions are light-hearted, such as wagers on what will happen first under an Obama White House. Nabbing Osama bin Laden will land you 6-1 odds, whereas a ban on privately owned guns is 100-1.

100-1 odds on a gun ban sounds awfully optimistic to me, but it is an Irish bookie.

Also? 33-1 that Obama will be impeached during 1st term. Charming.

It’s funny that this should come up, because I was thinking of something a few days ago. You’ll forgive me for being morbid. It’s how I roll. Too much Smiths during puberty.

Woodstock was three days and 400,000 people. 3 deaths, 2 births. I attended Woodstock 1994 myself: also three days and 200,000 people. 2 deaths and 1 birth (as I recall).

They were originally expecting 5 million people in DC for the Inauguration, but they’ve dropped the estimate to 2-3 million now, thanks to cancellations and transportation issues. One day. (1/3 the time, but 5-10 times the crowd.) How many deaths and births? Lots of factors to consider. Place ya’ wagers.

Long Shot

Ok, you guys have always been good at digging up stuff that I can’t find. Lyrics and videos and the like.

I remember seeing someone make a shot like this in the NCAA playoffs (or possibly to get into the playoffs) when I was really young. Full court shot at the buzzer for the win. I’m thinking it was either UNC, NCSU, or Duke — or possibly the team playing against them. I thought it was Jordan when he was at UNC.

But I’ve googled everything I can think to google (more than my fair share of carbon footprint stomping for the day), and I can’t find anything. Not even a mention, much less video.

Does anyone remember it?

Don’t. Even. Ask.

I’m reading Diamond Age again — it’s probably in my top twenty favorite books — and something keeps bugging me. It’s not even really about the book, exactly, it’s just something that keeps nagging at my brain.

They have these Matter Compilers, machines that take individual atoms, and build whatever you need. Or whatever you ask for, rather. Anything from a bed to roller skates to sushi, to whatever. They apparently don’t do food well, and everything’s really hollow and lightweight, but it can produce a fully-functional facsimile of almost anything.

And it got me thinking. Which is never a good thing. The basic “building blocks of life” are primarily from the upper right corner of the periodic table, and looking at these pieces, we have… Oxygen, which smells like ozone, like the air just before a thunderstorm. Carbon, which smells like ashes. Copper, which tastes like a mouthful of pennies. Iron, which smells like rusty old cars. Sulfur smells like rotten eggs (or hell). Nitrogen smells like ammonia.

But everything’s made up of atoms. So how to you combine ozone, ashes, and rust, and get something that tastes like a strawberry? Or smells like a banana?

I’m not looking for an answer, really. I know it’s just a fluke, like poisonous sodium and poisonous chlorine combining to form something you use to garnish a margarita. It’s just poking my curiosity. And now you can share my pain. You’re welcome.

Oh, that.

I guess I need to check my stats more often.

I’m apparently a finalist for a Weblog Award, in the category of “Best blog no one’s ever freaking heard of.” I checked the nominations, and didn’t see this blog anywhere, so I’m thinking it’s either a mistake or a token nomination to fill out the ten spaces.

So, um. Vote for me?

I’ll try to make a “best of” list for you nice folks that are coming from the voting site, so you’re not wasting your time. Or so your wasted time is more entertaining. Whichever. (Regulars, feel free to recommend posts if you’re feeling inspired.) The Palin and McCain ones were pretty popular, I guess, for starters.

Update: Hang on, I found a banner.

The 2008 Weblog Awards

There, now I’m all official.

Update 2: I checked with Kevin at the Weblog Awards, and he said it’s legit. So go vote for me, please. I’m getting my butt kicked. (You can vote once per day, I think.)

19 Shopping Days

As long as I’m pimping random goodies, here’s a few more, un-Sarah related.

One that probably only I would like. And you can probably strike the probably: Owl Pellets, at ThinkGeek. Yes, real owl pellets. In case you’re less than a total nerd, owls eat furry little rodent type critters (generally whole) and their tummies dissolve everything that’s digestable. Then they barf up the rest in a solid ball made of bones and hair and stuff. I KNOW! So cool.

At the opposite end of the spectrum, also at ThinkGeek, a cell phone booster that will give you five bars even if you live in a 100 year old house filled with lead paint, in a valley, in Moose Poop Wyoming, and Godzilla is standing between you and the nearest tower. Ok, I might be exaggerating. And there’s probably no Moose Poop Wyoming. (But if there is, I’m totally moving there.)

I don’t think there are any women reading here anymore, and even if there are, I don’t know if they’d care, but I want one: Jillian Michaels made a game for the Wii Fit. I’ve heard mixed reviews, but she’s a real butt kicker, and I need something new for my Wii Fit, so I’m willing to chance it.

Finally, it’s too late to get the expensive Collector’s Edition I think, but in case you live in a cave and/or don’t have kids, J.K. Rowling’s newest book, The Tales of Beedle the Bard, came out yesterday. Someone you know will want it.

King, President, etc.

I’ve had a messy, frustrating, generally bad week, and next week’s lining up to be worse. I have nothing for you, really.

As a peace offering, read the whole story behind that famous meeting between Elvis Presley and Richard Nixon.

It is December 21, 1971, the same day Kurt Waldheim was chosen to succeed U Thant as Secretary General of the UN. But Bud Krogh doesn’t have anything to do with that, because he has two minutes to prepare for Elvis and try to think about how he’s going to pitch this to Nixon, who may or may not be aware of who Elvis is.

Elvis wants to give Nixon a loaded handgun as a gift but is told that’s not a good idea. Thought that counts, though.

Awesome.