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I found this on a random website. I did not have the foresight to have people take photos so this will have to suffice.


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Hey guys, guess what? I've been to ROLLESTON! Go ahead, ask anyone. It's the talk of the town!


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I love hot spring days: the lazy sound of ice cubes tinkling in an cold gin and tonic highball in the sun; the small rivulets of condensation running slowly down the sides of my glass; the fresh slices of lemon complimenting a perfect mixture of gin and...well, I appreciate anything to do with gin and tonics on a nice warm afternoon in the sun, ( Read more... )

People assume that time is a strict progression of cause to effect, but actually, from a non-linear, non-subjective viewpoint, it's more like a big ball of wibbly-wobbly, timey-wimey...stuff. - The Doctor ( Read more... )

I went to space again, and much to my annoyance I had an idea. But this time it wasn't one of my usual terrible ideas that make me look very very foolish. This, I thought, would be my legacy! The one cunning plan Baldrick was finally able to come up with!


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The hobos here are vibrant and colorful. There's one man who spends his days sitting down with an old blanket draped over his shoulders, rocking back and forth and smiling radiantly at things only he can see. I think he's naked under the blanket, but he might be wearing a flesh-colored loincloth. It's hard to tell because, in much the same ( Read more... )

I just wrote, and subsequently lost, a spiel concerning probability algorithms and Bell's theorem and this idea of space as an undivided whole as it relates to Heisenberg's uncertainty principle and other such spooky stuff that baffles the hell out of me. That's what happens when one has a crappy computer and an even crappier dial-up connection ( Read more... )

I attended Dylan Moran's standup show last night, and he was so brilliant that my standards for comedic performance have increased at least this much-

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He was exactly what I had expected: a disheveled, drinking, agitated, bizarre, and hilariously genius Irishman. He can only be described as Bernard Black [in case any of you ( Read more... )

I've just applied for two jobs. One's in Antarctica, which I'm quite serious about. The other? Paranormal investigator! I'd get to wear one of those special ghost-hunting caps and walk around with one of those fancy rods that make beep beep noises when ghosts are nearby! And that's not all! If I get the paranormal investigator job, I could ( Read more... )