It's just this little chromium switch, here... (derspatchel) wrote,
It's just this little chromium switch, here...
derspatchel

more little bits

000. Anybody else get a fun spam like this one, from an address called "site-builder"?
I am contacting you about cross linking. I am interested in spatch.net because
it looks like it's relevant to a site for which I am seeking links. The site is
about art schools search utility.
I know that spiny got one for a machine of his that offers no web content at the moment, saying that his site was relevant to embroidery. I think someone's definition of the word 'relevant' is greatly different than others. Me, I'm just glad all that hard work I put into coding art schools search utility has finally paid off.

001. The mystery of PilotCarde has been solved, as I know you all were just on the edge of your collective seat wondering who it was going to turn out to be. It's the producer of our old cable access show in Amherst, and he didn't mean to IM me about JavaScript and SMS and stuff, but he misclicked and there you go. It was nice to talk to him again, and we had a nice conversation once the mystery was solved. So it wasn't anybody's alt after all!

010. Had a dream last night of a Red Line - Blue Line connector station. It crossed over the Yellow/Sea Foam Green line (it didn't say Sea Foam Green but that's what it looked like) line and went all the way to a large movie theater complex. Everybody all piled in the back of the train and sat up against the back wall, which was lined with a comfortable sofa-type thing, and that's when I noticed that we weren't connected to the main train anymore and there was an automobile between us and the rest of the train, and we kept chugging along. When I asked the train's driver about this she got annoyed. "That's what it's supposed to do," she said. Probably had to answer that question a lot or something. So we got to the movie theater and I woke up before we picked out what film to see.

011. The wind and rain this afternoon has ripped away part of the drain gutters. That's not good. For a few hours one metal bit was busy scraping up another metal bit with a high pitched shriek every time the wind hit it.

100. And I woke up with that tell-tale irritating itch in the back of the throat which foretells a few days of living on cough drops and knock-me-out medicine so it won't keep me from sleeping. I just hope this all goes down AFTER Sunday, thanking you very much.

101. Oh and I just totally Mary Sued the Bible. More specifically, the flood story. You're welcome.
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