I had a very pleasant evening at Giffy's birthday last night, followed by a brisk stroll home. Giffy was stunning in a swishy dress and swishy hair, and there were plenty of interesting, funny, and engaging people to chat with. I managed to restrict my drink-buying from everyone and his brother to everyone and my brother, which is a positive step for me.
Plus I got a stereo arm-punching from two Classics scholars for casting nasturtiums at their beloved subject. Good times, good times. :)
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Really enjoying listening to Minuit - specifically Species II and Menace, which has a neat video... hmm, I wonder whether Menace could be done as a kind of lounge/swing thing? I've agreed to run a Changeling-esque game (not using the WW rules) set in Wellington, and I've been thinking about NZ music a bunch - what music would work well with certain groups, whether there are any scenes suggested by certain tracks. I'll certainly be using Cloudboy/Dermarnia Lloyd for some of their Sluagh encounters, for example.
Heh, I'm sure I'll be able to use The Offbeat's version of Dad's Army for something... :)
"So, who do you think you are kidding, Mr Hitler, if you think we're on the run..."
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I just learned a neat trick for any command-line unix users in the audience... man, I just realized that I could totally start a sentence like that, and then say something completely scandalous, and the only way people would notice is if there was an irate comment from someone about how my story about Mundens and the inflatable sheep had nothing to do with the unix command-line, unless I'm still using the outmoded "inflatable sheep" shell.
Uh... where was I? Oh yeah - when grepping the output of "ps", put the first letter of the thing you're looking for in a character class, to guarantee that you don't also get the "grep" command itself returned. For example, ps auwx | grep [h]ttpd - very handy.
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I was delighted with Dinosaur Comics today (I think I'll let an assumed future history which agrees with my current position be the judge of THAT!"), and was moved by Hitherby Dragons.
I would not surrender it.
I would not let go of you, my child,
I would not set aside that love for you,
For all the treasures of the Earth.I know you will pass.
And yet I cling.
That is the Maya-Dharma."So this is the Maya-Dharma?" asks Siddhartha. "'Cling without clinging?'"
It is a challenge, but it is not mockery.
His voice holds nothing but respect.
I don't think this will be everyone's cup of tea, but I found it affecting.
Posted by svend at March 25, 2005 4:19 PMYou didn't but *me* a drink, so it can't have been everyone at all.
Also, I have a few ideas of songs for my character (I already mentioned one Tori one to you). Might make up a mix cd and give it to you to listen?
Posted by: Jenni at March 26, 2005 2:14 PM