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hmmm... which god am I?

What Egyptian Deity are you? go to:the quiz!

You are Thoth, the most intellectual of the egyptian gods. You savor the muses in all their forms, and you'd rather observe than take action. You are considered peerlessly just, and so you are often considered the arbiter of the gods.


Aug. 14th, 2002 01:43 pm
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hmmm.. as the Gathering gets closer its time to start getting organised.
got to get a new tent after the last one got stomped by a flying tent.
and got to sort a lift up there. trickier than it looks, as most of the people I usually cadge a lift with are not going or going up early. I really have got to learn to drive sometime :(


Aug. 13th, 2002 08:59 pm
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just read this quote
I have lived nearly fifty years, and I have seen life as it is. Pain, misery, hunger... cruelty beyond belief. I have heard the singing from taverns and the moans from bundles of filth on the streets. I have been a soldier and seen my comrades fall in battle... or die more slowly under the lash in Africa. I have held them in my arms at the final moment. These were men who saw life as it is, yet they died despairing. No glory, no gallant last words... only their eyes filled with confusion, whimpering the question: “Why?” I do not think they asked why they were dying, but why they had lived. When life itself seems lunatic, who knows where madness lies? Perhaps to be too practical is madness. To surrender dreams - this may be madness. To seek treasure where there is only trash. Too much sanity may be madness. And maddest of all, to see life as it is and not as it should be.
- Don Quioxite, “The Man of La Mancha”

I know this from somewhere else, as well as Quioxite... from a song or sonething... but I can't remember! gah!
if I can't remember i'll try and google it up tomorrow...
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Reading Peoples quotes pages...

A man has made at least a start on discovering the meaning of human life when he plants shade trees under which he knows full well he will never sit.
- D. Elton Trueblood

A laugh is a terrible weapon.
- Kate O'Brien

Any idiot can face a crisis. It's the day-to-day living that wears you out.
- Anton Chekhov

There are moments when, no matter the posture of the body, the soul is on its knees.
- "Les Miserables"

I love you, not for what you are, but for what I am when I am with you.
- Roy Croft

Memorize quotes. They're useful in ending and winning arguments. Then again, so are semi-automatic weapons.
- Tony Detharidge

You will either die on the gallows or of a loathsome disease.
- John Montague (to John Wilkes)
That depends on whether I embrace your principles or your mistress.
- John Wilkes, in reply

All parts should go back together without forcing. You must remember that the parts you are reassembling were disassembled by you. Therefore, if you can't get them together again, there must be a reason. By all means, do not use a hammer.
- IBM maintenance manual, 1925

The nice thing about masturbation is that you don't have to dress up for it.
- Truman Capote

Fantasy is hardly an escape from reality. It's a way of understanding it.
- Lloyd Alexander, “The Prydain Chronicles”

Fairy tales do not tell children the dragons exist. Children already know that dragons exist. Fairy tales tell children the dragons can be killed.
- G. K. Chesterton
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JAMES: one who supplants.

JAMES m /JAYMZ/ English, Biblical
English form of JACOB which comes to us via the Latin form Jacomus. In the New Testament James is an important apostle, the brother of the apostle John. The Book of Acts states that he was beheaded by Herod Agrippa. Another James is also mentioned in the Bible as being the brother of Jesus.

JACOB m /JAY-kub/ English, Dutch, Scandinavian
"to hold the heel" or "supplanter" from the Hebrew name Ya'akov. The biblical Jacob (later called Israel) was born holding his twin brother Esau's heel. He was the son of Isaac and Rebecca and the father of the twelve founders of the twelve tribes of Israel.

1. To trip up. "Supplanted, down he fell."
2. To remove or displace by stratagem; to displace and take the place of; to supersede; as, a rival supplants another in the favor of a mistress or a prince. "Suspecting that the courtier had supplanted the friend." (Bp. Fell)
3. To overthrow, undermine, or force away, in order to get a substitute in place of. "You never will supplant the received ideas of God." (Landor)
Synonym: To remove, displace, overpower, undermine, overthrow, supersede.

Origin: F. Supplanter, L. Supplantare to trip up one's heels, to throw down; sub under + planta the sole of the foot, also, a sucker, slip, sprout. Cf. Plant.
Source: Websters Dictionary
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all girls

All girls should have a poem
written for them even if
we have to turn this God-damn world
upside down to do it.

- richard brautigan, from "Rommel drives on deep into egypt"
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and Finally it's friday.
just one small step to the weekend...

Cleaning the machine
Run Ad Aware to remove spyware, Updated and ran AVG virus scanner, Backed up my save games to CD then Deleted Baldurs Gate 2 to get some space clear, Collected all my MP3’s together, Defragged the hard drive...
Cleared out my mailbox… Discovered that one of my archives must have been restored sometime... Delete loads of mails, some dating back to ’99.
reinstall MSOffice to try and stop word crashing...

and finally it seem's stable. sometimes i miss just using pen and paper...

bought loads of pickled onions. discover i'm not in the mood for pickled onions. bah!
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according to the tests...

You are a siren.

What legend are you?. Take the Legendary Being Quiz by Paradox

Your magical style is Psychic.

What type of Magic do you work?. Take the Magical Style Quiz by Paradox

which could explian a lot, or could just be all badgers...
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after much hastling and emailing I have finally got the o2 website to work!
and whats more it actually does what they promisced, giving a fairly up to date list of all my calls and costs...
now to see if they get the bill right.
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The eVest
Website and review
an insane amount of pockets and sewn in channels for wires so you can full them full of gadgets and wire them together

A Happy song about balloons

Boeing researching antigravity

I want this Helicopter!

And how could we live without B3ta?
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phones are evil. just switched to o2 as it works out shedloads cheaper than orange... nice new Nokia 3410 free, phone works fine... but the online stuff is broken.
meant to be able to get an up to yesterady itemised bill online, but it doesn't work.

and yesterday, just after i mailed a LOAD of people telling them my new number it starts playing up. texts were just not getting through.

This morning i tried a trick an Orange engineer told me - log off your network, onto another, wait for it to reject and then log back onto your network.
et viola! 11 text messages.
bloody network

Saw 'Mullholland Drive' Yesterday with Gill. we were pottering round Birmingham in the sun - way too hot and crowded.
at least one mad little old lady fainted - she was wearing a jumper and coat in that heat!
shopping for birthday presents, cards and stuff.
then to the Electric cinema, where they were showing it back to back with 'Memento'... but that would have been WAY too weird.
Very cool film, reminds me of 'Lost Highway' - (Minor Spoiler)the way the characters switch around and become other people.

the man with the Terrible Face... the significance of metallic blue. and the whole scene is Club Silencio... Gill's the more musical by far, and speaks more languages... she almost squeaked when she recognised the song being in Spanish *grin*

get back at three am to find a huge cut in my carpet - apparently the wiring of the lights downstairs has gone mental and they had to go through the carpet to get the boards up. still doesn't work properly, looks like the switch is out of the circuit somehow...

today i've a LOAD of tidying and throwing out to do. Feel the need to unclutter my life
and track down what the hell has happened to half of my comics collection... i hate it when you lend people stuff and don't get it back... or forget until you want it, months later...
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and i've just footled round with me journal a bit:

- added a few more people to my friends list (Hello! *waves* )
- got Gareth onto LJ with my key thing
- added a few more interests... that entries going to keep growing as i think of things I'm interested in...
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There's a kinda cheese that don't need a grater
You keep it in your refrigerator
It's not really a cheese, but a residue
But it's a residue that's good for you

Cottage Cheese, Cottage Cheese
Try it once and you'll agree dat
Cottage Cheese, Cottage Cheese
Is the only cheese guaranteed to please.

It-is-the-only-cheese that's kept in a tub
What about Dairylea? Yes, fair enough.
Ah-but-it-the-only-cheese that's pure and white.
What about Wensleydale? Hmm, yes, or Cheddarie Light.

Cottage Cheese, Cottage Cheese
Try it once and you'll agree dat
Cottage Cheese, Cottage Cheese
Is the only cheese guaranteed to please.

(spoken) But unbeknownst to many, Cottage Cheese has a darker side.
Really, what's that then Vic?


A voodoo ritual is being carried out on set, with Japanese businessmen being fed cottage cheese by a Voodoo Priest. Vic is dragged under a flaming limbo pole.

Cottage Cheese, Cottage Cheese
Try it once and you'll agree dat
Cottage Cheese, Cottage Cheese
Is the only cheese (the only cheese) guaranteed to please.

All hail Vic and Bob
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and finally the heat has broken. the rain is cold now. you can swim across sheffield but at least its cooler.
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Here comes the sun
Here comes the sun
It is the brightest star of them all
Here comes the sun

Very fitting for today, i think.

Rammstein. Industrial music just sounds so much better in German for some reason. fragments of GCSE lessons and a New Years trip across Germany to Poland nonwithstanding, its still a mystery to me. I can say 'Tree', 'Shoelaces' and 'Lets go to the pub'... oh, and 'I am a stranger here, i speak no German' which is always useful.

Many things afoot in my head. i blame the heat.
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it's officially *too hot* in this office.
my cunning alchemical 'floaty up and down' style thermometer is reading SUNK.
Eating lemongrass chicken wraps i made from last nights over enthusiastic stir fry.
We had thunderstorms last night, big hot storms that seemed to thicken the light, making it heavy and sticky. rumbles of thunder and flashes of lightening over the hills, with a stiff wind that cooled but really just moved the heat around...
It was raining when i woke up, a tropical storm rolling sheets of rain down the valley... but its still hot and chokingly humid. I must have sweated a pint or two getting to work.
but sitting fairly still in a shadey office with all the fans going its just bearable...
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Sunday morning, sitting here with my head in a towel. recovering from last night, trying to get in touch with o2 to sort my new mobile and wondering how the Vale is going... *cross fingers* for everyone there!
Last night was good - not a bad little venue and everyone played well - thought the other singers didn't really have Gill's volume, so their lyrics got lost in the music.
Venue was a room upstairs in the Victoria in Old Hill... Old hill is a strange place - maybe its the heat... I was sitting on the fire escape as the band sets up, watching two kids impaling apples on the trefoil barbs of the security fence next door... strange.

discovered vodka and cherryade - a fine end to the night.
Now gotta go and write up D&D for this evening - probably ending up with them all questing for the Durindana SunBlade *grin*
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It's gone all Sunny out.
looks like it'll be a lovely weekend for 'Beyond the Vale' if this weather holds... although its not really 'a sea of mist' weather.

Afternoons sliding by - heading straight for the train from work to get back home to the midlands. More post birthday drinking, Gill's playing a gig in Old Hill on saturday and I'm running D&D on Sunday.

they get to the Palace to see the Sun King and to Petition the Gods on the Street of a Thousand Temples *grin*
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