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Hooray! It’s Rod‘s birthday! Everyone go send dirty email birthday wishes to rod at dinkdonk dot com!

Happy birthday, Rod!

Laura got me a terrifying rubber monkey this weekend. He’s currently hanging by a string run through his little rubber monkey head from my rear-view mirror. Yay!

To prove a point, and also to test the capabilities of my camera, I’ve made a nice little [note: 4.5mb Quicktime] movie of a water-filled geode I picked up at some random tourist trap during one or another vacation in West Texas. Supposedly the water in this geode is millions of years old, although I suppose it could’ve been inserted via syringe moments before the hawker sold it to me. I prefer to believe I have prehistoric water trapped in a semi-transparent stone sitting on my shelf.

Aww, according to BlogTree, Unxmaal.com is a proud Papa.

Division 6 has released a Stealth Dimmer for your GBA with an Afterburner. Basicly it uses the GBA Buttons to control the brightness of the Screen. Killer… Sucks I’ll have to take the thing apart again to install such a device.

J R Stockton’s Critical Dates: 2112-12-21 is “doubly palindromic as DDMMYYYY.” So is 3003-03-30. Friday, October 13, 4772 marks the completion of the Mayan Great Cycle. And most importantly, at 15:30:08 GMT on Sunday, December 4, the year 292,277,026,596 A.D, the UNIX 64-bit signed time_t fails (seconds from 1970).

Today’s my little brother Sam‘s thirteenth birthday!

Everyone poke the comment thingy and tell him happy birthday!

Today is also Lammas, or Lunasa: the First Harvest Festival. So, for all you pagans who don’t believe in my little brother, happy Lammas!

“Back in the Day”, I remember playing countless hours’ worth of B17 Bomber on my old handed-down Intellivision. I was never very good at the game, and since I’d lost all the little plastic inserts for the horrid Intellivision controller, I only had a vague idea of what the controls were. In the end, I had much more fun distorting the in-game voices by half-unplugging the ‘voice-synthesis’ module.

My sad heavy-metal fetish shows itself again: I’m listening to “I Am The Black Wizards” by Emperor. [I don’t think they noticed the disagreement between subject and predicate.] Anyway, the song starts out ‘YYYEAAARRGHGHGHGHHHH’. And then there’s some metal solo… then ‘UURGGH…. URRGHH… YEEAAAARRGGHH!’

You’ve just got to love songs that start out with screaming. I mean, what more could you want from a band?

If you exclude, of course, music.

Is my Blog HOT or NOT?

Definitely hot, because I follow all the memes.