December 16, 2005 – 16:33
I think The Economist use of quotationmarks in the story about Firefox is kinda funny, unintentionally. It lead my mind to the Ironicist’s typical use of air-quotes in sentences as:
I “love” my children.
December 13, 2005 – 23:42
I guess I’m closet metrosexual. If that’s the correct expression. And if it is, I haven’t met any other metrosexuals in there. In fact, I don’t think they’re hiding there. Where are they hiding? The drawer? The subway? No that’s just silly. I think in an apartment store trapped somewhere between the cosmetics and cooking utensils. Because straight men can’t do or think of more than one thing at a time. That’s why it’s a hit-or-miss; we can’t stand up, pee and read the scribble on the wall. That’s why they don’t even let us flush the urinals ourselves no more.
Somewhere in India there was a little girl who showed great promise in school. Her parents worked day and night so they could send her to the best of schools, hoping she would get a good job and be able to pay the tuition for her younger brother and sisters. She even took extra math lessons, to learn all the old Hindu tricks for doing arithmetic in your head, so she would be accepted to the toughtest school in the world: IIT - India Institute of Technology. Where she studied and even became a Teacher’s Assistant. And upon graduation, magna cum laude, she gets a job… developing software for a self flushing urinal.
Because when she goes to work in India it’s night on the other side of the globe. She can monitor the efficiency live to improve the code. Because straight men can’t do more than one think at a time.
Why do you think unisex restrooms only works in gay clubs?
November 18, 2005 – 19:38
Everytime I find myself reading Slashdot comments I wonder if I had a lobotomy that I just can’t remember…
How can crotchless panties still be regarded as panties?
I’ve grown up from the typical teenage acne (for havens sake I’m twenty six!) but still get the occasional zit. Today I got the largest zit I’ve ever seen. I’ve grown a third nipple.
I watched Kill Bill: Vol. 1 on DVD the other day. And I tell you, you know you’re old when the first tought in your head after The Bride killed O-Ren and sits down on the garden bench was: “Carefully girl, you might get cystitis.” I know it’s silly, what hero get cystitis — in a Quentin Tarantino movie.
I’m kinda tired of reading articles with headlines like Linux not ready for the Desktop and 2004 Won’t Be the Year of the Linux Desktop sitting in front of my main desktop computer that have run Linux the last two years. But when you read those articles you realize how high standards people has towards desktops, and in fact acording too those standards MS Windows has never been ready for the desktop.
Oh, yeah. Happy new year, and all that crap.