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: Quite belatedly, A. Cairns offers the following strategy for Deadly Onion Super Go!

To destroy planet deadly onion, shoot for section of red ball above turret foot in three strenghs. Press blue button to both attack either aim offscreen and fire to reload. Good lock! All up to yours!

: Judge Dredd was not nearly so intimidating when he was merely District Attorney Dredd.

: Sumana and I watched a very funny Japanese sketch comedy show on channel 26. It's got the un-euphonic title of A Laughing Dog's Discovery. It caught our attention with its dead-on caricature of Junichiro Koizumi (there was a less funny drag caricature of, I'm fairly sure, Makiko Tanaka). It had good premises for skits, insofar as we were able to deduce said premises; one skit appeared to center around a sumo stable for really scrawny sumo wrestlers. Also, the skits were usually no longer than they needed to be (the final one was only about ten seconds long).

There was one extremely long skit, however, which seemed to be some sort of "Making the Band" type parody that only occasionally lapsed into actual parody. This appears to follow a ALDD tradition in which valiant attempts are made to parody genres immune to parody.

: Sumana says it's time for an Australian to play James Bond. She nominates Steve Irwin, the Crocodile Hunter. Crikey, Blofeld! You just pulled a gun on me! I'll have to wrestle you to the ground! "Mr. Bond, this is not how we fight!" Got you now, you little bugger! Now to radio in MI5 to finish the job!

: If you were selling something made of felt, you could jazz it up by calling it "genuine Muppethide".

: With the amazing turnaround of one who subscribes to the nonexistent NYCB RSS feed, Sean Neakums writes:

I'm pretty sure George Lazenby was Australian.

As Glenn Reynolds would say, he's right. However, the "No True Australian" fallacy may apply here; when was the last time you saw George Lazenby utter archaic Cockney colloquialisms and wrestle a twelve-foot croc? Apart from in Twin Sitters, I mean.

: Regular readers know that I have an obsession with modifying nouns with themselves. It's less commonly known that I have a similar obsession with using output as input. It all started when I first learned about flip-flops. I thought... "Wait a minute! I could do this... to everything! Ah ha ha ha ha!

If I were a package in Debian GNU/Linux, my package name would be:


What's yours?

I think this could be the next Babelfish.

: Annoying things #3007: Java uses instanceOf, but Inform uses ofclass.

: Born of game work, a correction to this old house entry:

Data cannot 'erase itself'; when people say this they're referring to software which erases data. But software itself is nothing but a special type of data which is loaded and executed by a piece of hardware. So on a more fundamental level it's always the hardware that erases data. Indeed, with the right hardware (magnets or EMP bombs or whatever), you can erase data without using software at all, so it's incorrect to say that only software can erase data.

This is even more tangentially related to my game than the original entry was tangentially related to DRM.

: Novelty Song And XML Example: Lime Jello Marshmallow Cottage Cheese Surprise (Novelty song, XML example)

: CYA, or CYOA?

: I had a dream last night involving a strange GUI feature. It was basically a bookmark feature for menu selections. There was a toolbar like the Mozilla toolbar, and to put an item on it you could check a checkbox on it that said "Bookmark my next menu selection", then make a menu selection. Instead of running whatever the menu selection was, it would create a button on the toolbar that looked like the menu selection (eg. if there was an indicator checkbox on the menu selection there would be one on the button as well; if the menu selection was greyed out the button would also be greyed out) and uncheck the original checkbox. Then you could access whatever the menu selection did by clicking on the button. It's merely an enabler for UI bloat, of course, but surprisingly coherent for something invented in a dream.

I told Jason about the dream, expecting him to reply that Office had that feature, but he says that the closest analogue he knows of is the ability to, while browsing the Windows start menu, to copy a link from the start menu onto your desktop.

: Words To Map Onto Words To Live By: First In A Series: if the IMDB featured review says "Not as bad as you'd think", it's probably still pretty bad.

: Congratulations to the Mozilla team on their 1.0 release. I've been using Mozilla for a while and it's great; it really makes my life easier, which is all I ask of a web browser (also, it must retrieve and display web pages). Sometimes for very brief periods of time I think that I'm only a little older than Mozilla, and then I remember: that's not me, that's my weblog.

: Bush To Protect North America By Painting Big-Ass Target On It

: It's Kiss Me Kant, the new hit musical from the golden pen of Cole Porter that'll have you rolling meditatively in the aisles! Features the songs all of New York is humming, "Brush Up Your Refutation Of Material Idealism" and "Always True To You After The Categorical Imperative"!

: Sumana's Obsession With The Chess Poem She Wrote. It's true what she says about my wanting to fulfil search requests, but I fear that if I begin doing so, people will start abusing my goodwill. I don't know why I have this fear, since I'm at perfect liberty to pick and choose which search requests to fulfil.

Oh, that Edwin A. Abbott. His characters are so two-dimensional.

: Disingenuous or Delusional? From the News.com review of Mozilla:

A word of warning, though; this function doesn't discriminate, so it may disable pop-ups you actually want to see, such as the video pop-ups on the News.com front door.

: I was sorely tempted to title that entry Disingenuous, Delusional, or Deity?, but the Trilemma really wasn't relevant.

: Time for some old-school DSR:

: Craig Newmark of Craig's List, plaintiff in the EFF's newly-filed lawsuit:

"I want to give my nephews and nieces a break from the rampant consumerism on TV by using ReplayTV's commercial skipping feature."

Hey, I've got an idea: how about not having them watch the damn TV? If you dislike rampant consumerism, the answer is not to purchase a specialized device for editing it out.

: "Speaking at the World Pork Expo, Bush called for greater farm subsidies and construction of inland military bases in key districts."

: From Adam's top-secret email:

the permutations are endless!
(actually there's only 3! of them)

: Not to toot my own horn, but I said something funny today.

: I put up two new songs (mp3 and ogg): Doob Doob, a silly a capella piece which has been around for a while (cf); and my new favorite song, which I just wrote, Attack Of The Good Ol' Boys From Planet Honky-Tonk (cf). Enjoy.

: Kris, who sounds suspiciously like Jake in this message, writes:

if i could play piano, i'd cover "good ol' boys from planet honky-tonk" in tom lehrer form. you had the whole lehrer delivery throughout. it needs the lehrer treatment. i demand the lehrer treatment.

Jake warning signs:

However, it was signed with Kris' eight-bit PGP key (we've learned from our mistakes), so it must be genuine.

: I put up a page listing covers of my songs. If you haven't yet taken the Leonard Ego-Boosting Listening Tour, give it a whirl. Also let me point you to the 'Deliverables' mini-blog which I'll update whenever I add something new to Crummy (that's the idea, anyway).

: Evidence of Strange Conservation Laws: 1, 2

: Went to a party at Seth's last night. 'Twas fun. In keeping with tradition, I borrowed some Chesterton from Seth: this time, The Napoleon of Notting Hill. I also estimated that Seth's bookcases contain 1250 books. Only about 1000 more visits and I'll have borrowed and read every book of his that I haven't already read!

Some friends of Seth drove me home and we came not terribly close, but fairly close to becoming the third car of an two-car pileup on the 280. I felt strange afterwards, as though the actual me had been in a car crash, possibly being killed, and that I was merely the hypothetical me riding in the car that evaded the crash. Of course, in actuality it was the other way around.

: Today Sumana came over and we recorded "Frog/Antifrog". Available in Ogg and Antiogg.

: At Seth's party we came up with a new EFF fundraising technique. If you donate enough to the EFF that they send you the EFF baseball cap with your membership kit, you could specify a 'paranoid' hat and the EFF would line your hat with tinfoil before sending it out.

: I finished reading American Gods last night. I was thinking of how to rate it on my ending/rest-of-book system when I realized that it's not that I rate the ending separately; I rate each major twist separately. American Gods had a main-plot twist and a subplot twist. The subplot twist was seriously telegraphed, superfluous, and horror-y in a way that I don't like but that I accept I'll encounter if I pick up a Neil Gaiman book. The main-plot twist was not as telegraphed, original, and much more interesting. I was going to complain about various aspects of the book but the twist rendered them moot; I'm impressed! Gaiman set me up and knocked me down!

The premise behind American Gods is a twist on an old favorite: it explores what happens to deities when humans stop worshipping them. Oddly enough, it seems to be an old favorite solely among British authors: the other two books on that topic I've read were by Terry Pratchett and Douglas Adams (there's also a history book called God's Funeral, by a Brit, which touches upon it). The premise twist (as distinguished from the plot twists, mentioned earlier) was a good one. The characters were well-developed stereotypes, which makes sense.

Conclusion: I liked it a lot, but I liked the middle most. Sumana tells me that Shweta really liked the end. I consider Shweta a better guide than myself to what parts of a book you will like because you, like Shweta, are a discerning reader who enjoys dramatic denouements, whereas I get sidetracked by little details that I think are cool.

: Incredible looks-tacky-but-isn't APOD. Hope I get to see the eclipse and don't forget about it the way I forget about everything else.

: From Brian: The UNIX Rosetta Stone.

: Kevin: "I've noticed that the worse the economy gets, the more that porn spam tends toward the extremes."

: Product Placement Search Requests: why mountain dew is now the talk of the teen circuit

The "teen circuit"? The "teen circuit"??

"I say, Topper, how are things on the old teen circuit, don't you know?"

"Oh, simply smashing, Muffy, old sport. I say, you must try this 'Mountain Dew'. Absolutely top hole. Bertie discovered it whilst slumming in the Hamptons."

Update: it's the headline of an old Wall Street Journal article, which just proves my point.

: I saw the eclipse (which is to say, I saw the projection of the eclipse onto a piece of scratch paper). Go see it (if available in your area)!

: Damage Control Not Going So Well: Caldera clarifies ''everybody-fired'' rumors

: Interesting Places to Dine: On Sunday, Sumana and I had lunch at a diner in Millbrae called Peter's Cafe. I'd first eaten there recently, at the farewell lunch for Taska before she went on her leave of absence. The lunch was very good, so we decided to try their breakfast. We both had the veggie omelette, which wasn't too good. I also had some small pancakes on the side, which were good. The proprietor appears to be crazy, but not so crazy that it affects the menu. I recommend it for lunch, but not for breakfast.

: Brendan was reading American Gods at about the same time I was. Coincidence... or coincidence?!

: Spam: "Caution! Use of This Product Will Increase Productivity & Lower Legal Research Costs."

Apparently you can prepend "Caution!" to any arbitrary sentence.

: Caution! In the battle between mindless dreck and totalitarianism, back the dreck. The protagonists of Meteor Garden are also a Taiwanese boy band whose nonthreatening, shaggy-haired charm is giving the Chinese Communist Party fits. Good for them. The best quote:

Some companies play a sly game, lobbying propaganda officials to ban competitors' shows for ideological reasons when the real reason is their popularity.

(found on Brink Lindsey's weblog)

: Oh, I forgot to mention that the other day I got a telemarketer call from CapitalOne. You know, the credit card company that runs those commercials in which people complain about telemarketers--the solution: CapitalOne! Apparently the telemarketers only stop once you buy their product. Or once you demand to be put on the no call list.

: The new guy's not going to last very long.

: Elise on Peter's:

It seems that Leonard and Sumana aren't ordering the correct things at Peter's Cafe. Breakfast is a delightful meal there once you figure out that you must order either the Swedish pancakes, or the Apple Baby German pancake. And they are best eaten at 2 or 3 am.

: What Is This 'Core Competency' Of Which You Speak?: From a spam (how'd you guess?):

Printer Supplies
Brand Name Perfumes

"If it's particulate, we've got it!"

: Science fiction writers David Brin, Greg Bear, and Gregory Benford are collectively known as the "killer Bs" (or so it was alleged on the inside back cover of one of those bizarre new Foundation trilogy novels). Well, A. Holloway and his friend A. Cairns are surely the "killer As". Now they're running NewsBruiser (Cairns, Holloway), and who knows where the carnage will end. NewsBruiser is a gateway drug, like a fine window cleaner.

: Comparing and Replacing Strings:

"This month we'll learn more ways to gain control over strings in your source document, as we see how to compare strings for equality and what kind of search-and-replace operations are possible in XSLT."

But strings will never have equality so long as you can gain control over them!

: Product Placement Search Results: Second In A Series I Never Anticipated Being A Series: oh yeah! ultimate aerosmith hits due to be released on june 25,2002

: MoreSensationalistExaminer.com: "City Hall Gift Rift" from a few days ago should be "City Hall Grift Rift"

: Funny new article coming this evening; stay tuned.

: ACLU Congratulates People of North Dakota For Defending Their Privacy
"We'll Be Congratulating Each Of You Personally," Vows ACLU Head

: Am I crazy, or did the semantics of caps lock change? I used to think it changed the default case of letters you typed, such that if you had caps lock on and typed a letter with the shift key held down, it would be in lowercase. However, on my computer it makes all letters uppercase, regardless of modifiers. Since the name of the key says, pretty plainly, Caps Lock, I'm inclined to believe that it always worked that way and I never noticed. However, my num lock key behaves the opposite way, the way I thought caps lock worked: if you turn on num lock and hit shift-8, you get an up arrow key event. I can't speak for what scroll lock does when you use it in conjunction with the shift key, since the only thing I've ever used scroll lock for is to turn on running in the old DOS version of Rogue.

I don't really want the old behavior back, since I don't make a habit of using caps lock. I just want to know whether I'm crazy, or, if not, whose idea it was to change the behavior.

: Andre the Giant may have a posse, but Rachel Richardson has a weblog. Now every member of my immediate family has one.

: You know the song that Frodo makes up in Lórien to mourn Gandalf? It can be sung to the tune of the pre-chorus of Dar Williams' Are You Out There?.

He stood upon the bridge alone
and Fire and Shadow both defied;
his staff was broken on the stone,
in Khazad-dűm his wis...dom...died!

It's the self-filking song!

: I'm amazed that (as far as I can tell) no one has done this before, but here it is. The first entry in my new series Doctor Virtual's Cyber-Couch, entitled Probing the New Collective Unconscious. In this episode, the good doctor brings his analytical skills to bear on a troubled patient indeed: the stream of search requests that constantly trickles into crummy.com.

How do you reconcile some problems at home?

"robots from hell"

: The mysterious Tim May sounds off on caps lock. There's no standard at all, apparently.

: Tonight's Episode: Murder Me Once, Shame On You; Murder Me Twice, Shame On Me.

: Get it before it's gone: the wonderful nitpicking guest-authored Narbonic cartoon.

This isn't even REAL de-evolution! You'd have to de-evolve BACK into a sarcopterygian and EVOLVE FORWARD into a lungfish!

: Do yourself a favor and listen to Kris' awesome Pie Gnome, now in its first public release. He's also got a cool cover of a song I'd never heard before.

: Weasel Words Ripped My Flesh:

As the Cal baseball team may have learned this season, sometimes losses can lead to something good.

(From The Daily Cal, via Sumana)

: Like a dog with an old sock, A. Holloway presents Tonight's Episode: Interesting Places To Murder

: A moment of silence, please for Slate's Scott Shuger, who died Saturday.

: Seth: the one I have in my head is 'just too late and just no good', but I think any of them will work.

: Before Consensus at Lawyerpoint, there was Consensus at Bikinipoint.

: Also, behold Gertie the Dinosaur! (Poster)

: The intersection of IMDB genres "football" and "hitler" has all the earmarks of being a fake entry.

: I can no longer hold back. I must nitpick Star Wars: Episode II. The scope of my nitpicking will be limited to one point: "Resolved: that the members of the Senate in Star Wars: Episode II are really, really stupid."

Observe this subplot among Episode II's subplots: the Republic, which has never had an army, nonetheless needs some way to coerce a separatist faction into not being so durn separatist anymore. Milquetoast condemnations have failed. Sanctions have failed. Even Sense-of-the-Senate resolutions have failed! Sen. Palpatine (I-Naboo), chairman of the Senate, is granted by his fellow senators emergency powers which give him authority to raise a clone army of about a million. This presumably will be sufficient to teach Greedo Reb a lesson.

The argument against passing this resolution is the familiar creeping-fascism argument: the 'emergency' will become permanent, Palpatine will seize absolute power, the Republic will descend into Empire, and the clone army will be used as ineffective cannon fodder throughout the next four movies. This is, as we all know, exactly what happens. But what did you expect? It's a brainwashed clone army! You're going to breed people specifically for warfare and somehow demobilize them after the war? Perhaps I'm just old-fashioned, but to me "brainwashed clone army" has always meant "permanent standing army".

The obvious alternative: there are ten thousand planets (my completely random guess) in the Republic. You could call up a hundred reservists from each planet and have a million-organism army, each member of which has a moisture farm to go back to after the war's over. Each planet would have to be politically capable of handling up to 100 body bags, and the logistics would be more difficult (each species would have to provide its own ships and equipment, and differing battle doctrines might hinder cross-species operations), but look on the bright side: you wouldn't all be crushed under the jackbooted heel of the Dark Lord Of The Sith! Isn't that worth considering?

Also, an idle thought that occured to me. Wouldn't it be incredibly cool if, in Episode III, it turned out that Senator Palpatine wasn't Darth Sidious? I don't know how this could possibly happen, but I could probably think something up if George Lucas put me on the payroll. I'm not doin' your thinking for free, George.

: Via Brendan, and also some weblog I don't remember which one: The Kraken Mumbles Something And Hits The Snooze Button.

: Susanna sent me an email with the cute subject line hey! I'm an email! answer me!. I answered it.

: If only registering your computer with the manufacturer were the same as registering it with a Spread group.

: Nitpick of previous nitpick: is Palpatine from Naboo or from Corsucant? I never figured it out.

Update: Scott writes:

IIRC he was Senator for Naboo, that would suggest he was from Nabo originally.

The Star Wars Databank concurs:


>> Palpatine was the supreme ruler of the most powerful tyrannical
>> regime the galaxy had ever witnessed, yet his roots are
>> extremely humble, traced back to the peaceful world of Naboo.

(which also sadly puts to rest your theory that Lucas might decide that Sidious != Palpatine).

Actually it only proves that Sen. Palpatine == Emperor Palpatine, which I don't see any way around. But Darth Sidious could be someone completely different, who thought he was using Palpatine as a dupe... until Palpatine kicked his ass and took over! See how much more interesting that is?

: Hey, it's good to be here. Did you know that the water in India is so bad ("How bad is it?"), so bad that they have a brand of mineral water called "Florida"? Don't go away--your headliner's coming up next!

: Plausible Ken MacLeod Chapter Titles: First In A Series: The Peace Processor

: Scott, who has no misgivings about doing George Lucas' thinking for free, rewrites Episode III in advance:

Here's a theory...

Jedi Master Sypher Dios(sp?) who we know from Ep2 ordered the clone army leaves the Jedi order (obvious discomfort from Yoda/Windu when claiming he "died") for practicing aspects of the dark side.

Unbeknownst to the Jedi, Sypher Dios is also Darth Sidious, head of the Sith; who's just kicked off that whole trade federation kefaffle on Naboo.

Much earlier, Sidious had a clone of himself made, that clone becomes Palpatine, in order to control the senate.

The clone becomes more powerful than Sidious himself and kills him, taking his place as leader of the Sith (and of the Empire).

This would give the series the interesting property that the three main villains would all have been born through asexual reproduction (Palpatine and Boba Fett through cloning, Anakin Skywalker through cheesy parthenogenesis). However, it's too much to hope for, as it would involve subtlety.

: I used to think that those shipping containers that said "SEALAND" on them were bound for or somehow associated with Sealand, but I saw so many of them that this hypothesis soon became untenable. Sealand is actually the name of the company that makes the containers. Shipping containers are a great and very basic innovation, and if you're handy with the arc welder you can transform a couple of them into a house.

: "The new extra-large soccer ball will ensure American dominance in future World Cups, promised Bush."

: Apparently, each edition of Linux in the Enterprise must actually reuse the title of a Star Trek episode.

: Tonight's Episode: Ninety-Nine Bottles Of Fear On The Wall. I may reinstate Tonight's Episode, at least temporarily, since Jason sent me a bunch of really good ones, including an epic fourteen-part series, the Ken Burns documentary of Tonight's Episode, entitled The Jury Did It.

: Fry's Electronics sells electronics, but there should be a subsidiary company, Fry's Electrons, which sells the power that makes them run.

: My mother has a Googlewhack (discovered via search results, rot13ed): zvahgvnr tebftenva

: Catch of the Day: Today I'd like to tell you about the whale shark (rhincodon typus), the largest extant fish on Earth. It has a distinctive flat head which from the top looks like the head of the sperm whale. Like whales, it eats plankton and gives live birth (!), and is huge. In fact, the only thing keeping it from being a whale is that it's a shark. It lives in tropical waters, and is, if not friendly, at least indifferent to divers. Unfortunately, like many cool sharks, they are endangered.

Whale shark links:

  • Elementary-school-level discussion of the whale shark
  • Awesome photos
  • One awesome photo
  • The "Whale Shark Trilogy", which is in Thai and I can't read it (though I can see the characters; thanks, Mozilla!)
  • Joe and the Whale Shark

  • : I can tell when Crummy comes back up after an absence by the re-opening of the spam floodgates that drench my crummy.com and segfault.org addresses.

    The Invisible Hand Buzzer: One thing I enjoy is exploring the neglected underbelly of mass production. Until the Internet came along I saw only the endpoint of the process, the ninety-nine-cent store or (for the more upscale items) dollar store which purchase wholesale the hopeful monsters of capitalism and try to sell them to you. But now the scales have been lifted from my eyes, and I can get a glimpse of the process by which cast-off merchandise gets from its warehouse on the edge of town to your local flea market. Some examples from Ioffer, a site I just discovered. The "Business and Commercial" section is the one I'm mainly interested in.

    I'm tempted to make inquiries and obtain insider information and wholesaler catalogs, but since I'm not an insider I fear the 'buy something or get out' vibe, and if it's in a catalog it seems too respectable, somehow, to be worth my time.

    PS: Both Ioffer and Ebay have a section called "Dolls and Bears". What, are stuffed bears not a type of doll? Also, "Dolls and Bears" would be an interesting title for a musical.

    : It's thrills and spills for the whole family when Danny O'Brien makes up Star Trek episodes corresponding to past editions of Linux in the Enterprise. Caution! It's funny.

    : Photo Wire Roundup:

    : Buzzword I just made up: Semantic Programming. Is it used? Yes, but not enough for someone to have registered the domain.

    : "C'mon, I Know It Was One Of You" Search Requests: who ordered the clone army

    : Got my hair cut yesterday. Feelin' aerodynamic.


    : Sumana pointed me to the ultimate alarmist Salon teaser, "But are they bowing to a false god?". It's great; you could use it as the alarmist teaser for any given Salon article. "President Bush says his new plan will create jobs and save the environment. But is he bowing to a false god?" "George Lucas says digital film will save moviemaking. But is he bowing to a false god?" "Each day, millions of Caananite-Americans offer burnt offerings to Baal. But are they bowing to a false god?" "If code is free, am I bowing to a false god?"

    : SourceCast 2: This time, it's internationalized! Once again (qv.), Infoworld basically copies our press release

    : A koan from rfk-dev:

    A robot and a kitten walk into a bar. The robot orders a plate of milk, the kitten a can of oil. At that moment, the robot was enlightened.

    : Went to see Sumana and Adam perform last night. Sumana was great! Her set was really polished and she got the best reception I've ever seen her get. Adam did battle with the sound system, as described on his weblog, and nonetheless sounded good. Among other things, Sumana does meta-stereotype humor which is very funny.

    : MoreSensationalistExaminer.com: Ara-spat should be Ara-splat.

    : In the manner of Fenimore Cooper's Literary Offenses, I'm inaugurating Conflations That Bother Me (which could be called the more succinct Disturbing Conflations, except they're not disturbing, just bothering of me, which would make the title itself contain a disturbing conflation, so no. But irony! I said no.)

    Today's conflation: "democratic" and "egalitarian"

    : Another moment of silence for my uncle Larry Richardson, who died this morning of a heart attack.

    : I'll probably be going to Bakersfield this weekend for the funeral.

    I'm going to sleep now, but for those wizards among you who stay up late, a my-heart's-not-really-in-it Photo Wire Roundup:

    : I learned a new yoga position yesterday, and realized that doing so is like finding a new transformation state for a Transformer, only you are the Transformer. Sumana suggests, "If you had a yoga weblog you could call it I Am A Transformer."

    : KQED was running (and probably still is running) little PSAs about Gay Lesbian Bisexual Transgender Pride Month which make it look like "Pride" is a sexual orientation. "Dad, I can't hide this from you any more. I'm pride."

    : When The UNIX Philosophy Goes Too Far: Third In A Series:

    aardbei is a slightly modified photograph of a strawberry.

    : I've purchased about 10 CDs recently from various sources. My current favorite among my acquisitions is Juan Garcia Esquivel's Music From A Sparkling Planet. I thought I enjoyed Esquivel so much because it's like Jake Berendes without computers. Today I realized the other reason I enjoy Esquivel so much: every one of his songs reminds me of the Manahmanah song.

    : Rachel is in London!

    : Kevin has been turning me into a thermophile, and we've assembled on our shelves at work an array of exotic hot sauces for our burritos. Regular habenero sauce is great but I can't quite handle double hot habenero sauce. This implies that my Scoville tolerance is around 4000. Contrary to what is implied by irresponsible comparisons to the Richter scale, the Scoville scale is not a logarithmic scale but a linear one, measuring capsaicin in parts per million*15. I find capsaicin amazing; it's like a backdoor into your own endocrinological system!

    : "Wait a minute, this isn't right! Where am I?"

    : In FreeCiv I love to build cross-continental railroads that connect every one of my cities. However, I would be rapidly cured of this habit if these bizarre routes cost me huge amounts of money to maintain, the way Amtrak does.

    : Going to Bakersfield tomorrow and staying there for a week. My birthday party is apparently going to be huge: the Poulsons, among others, will be showing up (as will Ellina Poulson's amazing raspberry ganache chocolate cake).

    : Leonard the Monster, and his little sister Penny, who likes numbers.

    : A. Holloway sent me a link to some great Frog/Antifrog valentines he made. Assuming any of my readers are in grade school, which I doubt, you could print them out and give them instead of Scooby Doo valentines or Britney Spears valentines or whatever it is they give out nowadays.

    : From an eBook:

    Ice King loves his ice. In fact, he is only happy when alone with his ice palace, ice floors and even his ice throne. What he doesn't love is differences.

    Hah! Little does he realize that without the 'differences' he so despises, he'd be unable to keep his ice palace colder than the outside world! Take that, lousy Ice King!

    : Kuch Kuch Hota Hai, since it's a love story, could be called Smooch Smooch Hota Hai.

    OK, I'm off.

    : I'm in Bakersfield. My mother and I had lunch at a Mongolian BBQ place which turned out to actually be a Mandarin BBQ place (I had misread the sign in my glimpse of it during my previous trip to Bakersfield).

    Jake emerges from hiding to say that he's flattered by the Esquivel comparison, and to mention two DSRs he got: I hate myself T-shirt and how many girls from makeoutclub have you slept with

    : It took me a little while to remember that fireworks stands have always been like that.

    PS: While we were walking the dog, I saw a meteor.


    : Larry's Californian obituary:

    Graveside services will be held at South Kern Cemetery District/Arvin Cemetery on Tuesday, July 2 2002 at 10:30 a.m. for Larry Carlton Richardson, 47, of Bakersfield, CA, who passed away June 26, 2002.

    Larry was born in Santa Ana, CA. Larry resided in Orange County until the age of 10 when the Richardson family moved to the Wheeler Ridge area where they farmed. Upon graduating from Arvin High School in 1973 Larry went to work full-time for his father at the family's farm and packing shed. During his 29 plus years in the agricultural field Larry had been a packing house manager and was involved in Farmer's Markets in the greater Bakersfield area. Larry had a great love for his job and enjoyed working with his brothers and son. He looked forward to going to work and took great pride in everything he did.

    Larry was a loving person who made friends everywhere he went. Larry always had a smile on his face, a kind word to say and a story to tell. Larry loved life and everyone in his life. Larry enjoyed spending time at home, barbecuing for his family, feeding the birds in the backyard and spending time with his cats. Larry took joy in watching auto racing. He could often be found working on racecars and cheering on his son, Brian and nephew Eric, at Mesa Marin Raceway. During the holiday season Larry would delight his friends and family with his homemade candy. Every December Larry could be found making candy canes and sharing his love for making candy with many different people.

    Larry is survived by his loving wife, Kathleen Wennihan-Richardson of Bakersfield; parents, Dalton and Rosalie Richardson of Bakersfield; sons, Brian and wife, Tina Richardson of Bakersfield, Kevin Richardson of Bakersfield and Jeffrey Wennihan of Bakersfield; sister, Patricia and husband, Alan Dyer of Madera; brother, Don Richardson of Bakersfield; twin brother, Garry and wife, Joan Richardson; sister-in-law, Frances Whitney of Bakersfield; grandchildren, Sydney and Sam Richardson of Bakersfield; numerous nieces and nephews and other loving family members. Larry was preceded in death by his brother, Roy Richardson and sister-in-law, Helen Richardson.

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