January 2003

If you were sitting there and decided to make a list of things that leave hideous yellow permanent stains on white t-shirts, you probably wouldn’t even think to put cat urine in the top five.

But you’d be wrong.

Oh, boy. Would you be wrong.

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“Three-dimensional tubes of living tissue have been printed using modified desktop printers filled with suspensions of cells instead of ink. The work is a first step towards printing complex tissues or even entire organs.”

Had a slight meltdown here at the ol’ weblog this afternoon. It seems that Dreamhost decided to rename a computer - specifically the one that hosts all my websites - without telling anyone. That caused a bit of a problem since the MovableType CMS (That’s the engine that drives this page!) needs to know the correct file paths in order to publish. Comments weren’t appearing, posts were lost … it was blog hell.

Everything’s fixed now. You can go about your business.

Best thing I’ve read that someone else blogged because they read it in another blog’s comments in a long time:

“Call me enlightened but I don’t care what a woman looks like as long as she has big boobs and owns a liquor store.“

It’s true. You can find everything you could ever imagine on the internet. You can find many things that you never would have imagined, too. I never would have thought to program a bunch of video games using form submit buttons, but someone did. Quite nifty. A high nift factor. Niftalicious.

Note: My keyboard goes through a PS/2 adapter and then a USB dongle before connecting to my laptop. This is my excuse for only managing a 6.83 in the 50 yard button dash.

Won’t You Be My Ginger? - A Prairie Home Companion

My Friend Peter - Alkaline Trio

Few things are as consistently and excrutiatingly annoying as getting Whitney Houston’s The Greatest Love of All stuck in your head for no apparent reason. I don’t even think I’ve heard that song in years, but it’s been in my head for days now. What’s driving me nuts is that my synapses are also concocting lyrics to the song to complement whatever I’m doing. So while I’m washing the coffee pot in the morning I hear, “I believe that coffee’s in my future …” or when I get into the shower, “The greatest shower / of all / is happening to me …”

Gadzooks, man! Make it stop!

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