a link trip slip
May. 7th, 2002 01:12 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
jinianThe whole office smells like basil. Mmmm. Pho is good for something even if I don't want to eat it.
People stopped posting poems after April, and that just ain't right. Here is a little bit of a thing by John Milton.
I am enchanted with this blog mapper all out of proportion to its complexity. The blogging/link-exchange phenomenon is very interesting to me even if I'm not exactly doing my part in it, so to be able to see it is very cool indeed.
In our privacy encroachment of the day, we see that people carry copper-lined bags into stores in the UK when they want to shoplift, thus blocking the scanners at the doors. The solution to this? Extremely sophisticated spying chips installed in every book printed. Um. Or you could have people check large bags at the door, like in every small shop I've been into in the last three years. Maybe. Possibly. Oh, no, that would never work.
You know, I have a lot of links about body painting, compared to some other things. This one's a horrible web site, but some very neat pictures.
Whaddya mean, "bizarre"? Painting a giant penis onto a hill figure sounds like a perfectly reasonable fertility rite. I don't think I'd do it myself; it is something of a defacement in my book, even if I kinda like the idea of collaboration between ancient and modern-day artists. But bizarre it isn't.
It's about time we had genetically prettified pets. If anything, though, they should be made a bit less hardy. I don't think piranha in the Thames would be a huge problem, but I'm willing to bet a breeding population of the Xiphophorus genus in my state could cause serious problems for Our Salmon.
I am not sure I ever want to skydive, but I can tell you this: I am not going to skydive naked. "you know how your face can flap around in freefall? well, picture your whole body doing that." I am. Thanks. No.
Please accept my apologies, but I must link to Vampire Lesbian Kickboxers. Had to be done.
And finally, you can buy fat quarters from Repro Depot. Thank you and good night.
People stopped posting poems after April, and that just ain't right. Here is a little bit of a thing by John Milton.
I am enchanted with this blog mapper all out of proportion to its complexity. The blogging/link-exchange phenomenon is very interesting to me even if I'm not exactly doing my part in it, so to be able to see it is very cool indeed.
In our privacy encroachment of the day, we see that people carry copper-lined bags into stores in the UK when they want to shoplift, thus blocking the scanners at the doors. The solution to this? Extremely sophisticated spying chips installed in every book printed. Um. Or you could have people check large bags at the door, like in every small shop I've been into in the last three years. Maybe. Possibly. Oh, no, that would never work.
You know, I have a lot of links about body painting, compared to some other things. This one's a horrible web site, but some very neat pictures.
Whaddya mean, "bizarre"? Painting a giant penis onto a hill figure sounds like a perfectly reasonable fertility rite. I don't think I'd do it myself; it is something of a defacement in my book, even if I kinda like the idea of collaboration between ancient and modern-day artists. But bizarre it isn't.
It's about time we had genetically prettified pets. If anything, though, they should be made a bit less hardy. I don't think piranha in the Thames would be a huge problem, but I'm willing to bet a breeding population of the Xiphophorus genus in my state could cause serious problems for Our Salmon.
I am not sure I ever want to skydive, but I can tell you this: I am not going to skydive naked. "you know how your face can flap around in freefall? well, picture your whole body doing that." I am. Thanks. No.
Please accept my apologies, but I must link to Vampire Lesbian Kickboxers. Had to be done.
And finally, you can buy fat quarters from Repro Depot. Thank you and good night.
