Sep. 25th, 2005

telophase: (Near - dork)
Just to let you guys know that I'm putting up a for-sale post for some of the imps I've tested over here at [livejournal.com profile] alchemylab. I figure if you already do BPAL you probably watch the comm already, but if you're thinking about trying it out, then feel free to head on over there and see if anything appeals to you to try. :)

There's a small wishlist for swappage on it, but I realized that my San Francisco trip is amonth away and I really ought to be stockpiling as much money as I can for the trip, so I'm not going to swap for a whole lot. :)
telophase: (sanzo - cleaning ear)
Huh. Good lord. A Saiyuki baseball cap.

*is tempted but shouldn't be spending money right now*
telophase: (Near - dork)
Linkblogging, since I'm stuck at work on this unfortunately fine day. Why unfortunately, when we escaped the wrath of Rita by, say, 300 miles? Because the area desperately needs rain and pretty much everyone was hoping we'd get some. It clouded up a wee bit ominously last night, but today there's not a cloud in the sky.

The Low Road takes on some of the less-well-thought-out comments in the manga reviews from Manga Life.


The Fourth Plinth Project is a public-art project in London's Trafalgar Square. There is an empty plinth there, which was originally designated in 1841 for an equestrian statue, but the money ran out before it could be done, and so ... empty plinth. The project is commissioning a series of public art projects to be exhibited in turn on the Fourth Plinth (or maybe just two? I couldn't quite tell from the website). At any rate, the first one was unveiled on September 15th, Alison Lapper Pregnant, a nude of a disabled pregnant woman, which encapsulates three groups that rarely get represented in traditional monumental art.

And then ... Art or Crap? I got 10 out of 16. XD

If you guys haven't been reading Tales from the Liberry, then you should be. It's the continuing bizarre real-life adventures of a library employee in a small town, and often rather funny.
telophase: (Near - dork)
I need a quick, very short fic of some ilk to turn into a madlib ... I've written a very basic PHP script that can take input and sling it into a madlib, but God forbid I write one myself. (This is pretty much a ref-desk-time project; something to do when I'm here for an hour or so and need something to occupy myself with.)

It won't save the final madlibs, because that would require a wee bit more coding, but it doesn't need to. Ideally I could get several, and then people would get to pick the fandom they want to make a madlib in. XD

Anyway, short = more than a drabble, but not more than a screen or two of text. Doesn't have to be good. That's not the point. And preferably not porn, since I'm putting this on the Panda Buddha site. :D

My test script It only does one word, but that's the basic function.
telophase: (Hiromasa - Uh...what?)
Where did I put my book?
telophase: (Matsuda - teh drama!)
I posted the plaintive cry of Where did I put my book? a few hours ago, and garnered plenty of advice, much of it rather Zen in nature, although I felt much more like Sam Vimes reading Where's My Cow? to young Sam in the latest Discworld novel, Thud!, than any sort of Zen master, or even novice.

Where's my book?
Is this my book?
It upchucks on the carpet!
It is a cat!
No, that's not my book!

Where's my book?
Is this my book?
It smells very very strange!
It is a box of BPAL imps!
No, that's not my book!

Anyhoo, I'm sure that all of you have been desperate to know just exactly where I put my book, and in the interests of providing some dramatic tension, I shall LJ-cut the answer.


You've got it good. I could have made it a poll. )

And also to add some more wildly inappropriate dramatic tension to my Livejournal, the book I am currnetly reading is one of the ones I got from the library on Thursday, and I'm really enjoying it.

I shall leave it up to YOU to guess which one it is.

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