stuff and nonsense

Here I sit, lightly toasted
Like a mushroom, oddly roasted
Over flames and coal.

Quietly typing, slowly wiping
the sweat from off my brow.

There I go, mostly melted
Like a sandwich freshly dealted
By a chef named Saul.

Slowly typing, quietly wiping
fingerprints from my screen

Now I glance, rightly pointed
towards the door disjointed
it's too dark to see

Wiping slowly, typing quietly
nonsense here for you

LED

"Ah." quoth the light emitting diode, alone in his slumber.
Sailing across the raging sea, light emitting diode he.

Away through the rocky isle, and doldrums,
Through reefs and crowded fish university.

To reach the other side of forgotten,
Winking and blinking, alone, you see.


Light emitting diode, light emitting diode
Drawing power from the wind and sea.


Blinking and winking, like a star in the sky
Until it is swallowed by a fishy. 

It's the taste that pleases

Lovely cheeses, loping across the prairie, chortle at the the wind.
Merrily they leap through the valley, and over each grassy hill.

Oft I wonder as I ponder, gazing in the sky,
Where are you headed, little cheeses, and why?

Morality Tale #1

Do I ever post frequently!

No.

So this one time, several large, finely hatted sharks were strolling through a wood, and they came upon a tiny hut, covered in moss.

Of course, sharks aren't naturally afraid of very much, so they knocked on the red, rotting, door.  It was shortly opened by a little old woman, who reminded the sharks of nothing so much as a witch.

Well, they gobbled her right up.

The moral of the story is not to open to door for sharks, even if you are a witch and the sharks are wearing lovely hats.

Tribes!

Tribes:Ascend is free, check it out.

Spoilers!

Alright, you froods. I'm gonna spoil this for all of the slightly undercultured among us and include links for the more obscure characters:

1. Simpsons (Did you know Matt Groening intended Marge to be a bunny from one of his older comic strips? Supposedly her hair is hiding her ears.)

2. Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles (Currently being molested by Michael Bay)

3. South Park (OMG, they killed Kenny!)

4.Smurfs (The French/Belgian stuff kind of starts here)

5.Asterix and Obelix (aha!)

6.Bert and Ernie. (If you didn't at least know that, seek help immediately)

7.Donald Duck, Huey, Louie, and Dewey. (Tell me you got this?)

8.Lucky Luke and the Dalton Gang. (This one is the toughest)

Alright. So I got all of them pretty quick, save Asterix and Lucky Luke. Those took a little longer, because I'm not that familiar with Asterix (sad, I know, but though I've read pretty nearly all of the Tintin stuff, I've only got my hands on one Asterix), and I thought Lucky Luke was too obscure for it to show up in something like this. Also the Dalton gang hasn't had the marketing the Turtles have.

I did see both the animated and live-action productions of Lucky Luke, and they are pretty strange. Entertaining, but strange. Check them out. If you like the actor from The Artist and Lucky Luke, catch him at his best in the OSS 117 movies.

There you have it. I've spoiled it all for you.

Update: I should point out that Lucky Luke and Asterix are actually hugely popular in Europe. I think they are relatively obscure here in the USA, which is unfortunate.

Update 2: Asterix has a theme park in France! (http://www.parcasterix.fr/en/monde/la-gaule)

"Are you proud as a Gallic cock and not afraid of getting wet?"

Thingies of which are something

"Something worth writing," he said to himself as he poured a handful of coffee through the cracks in the floorboards. The hot coffee scalded his hand, but the eager mouth down below didn't notice.

Ronald pondered sporadically. The tree on which his house was built swayed in the warm breeze, and the koala underneath noisily lapped up the remains of Ronald's breakfast. When the tree creaked loudly, Ronald's pondering was interrupted by panic.

He had a lot of brilliant ideas, but none of them took shape. They were all rendered grotesque when they reached the ends of his fingers. Faced with his own prose, Ronald was disgusted. Faced with a 4 foot tall ant, he was terrified.

The ant moseyed around the tiny house, feeling its way carefully around the furnishings, searching for whatever an ant may lust.

Of course, the natural reaction of a human to an ant is less than cordial, but in this case, not knowing the capability of an ant of extraordinarily large size, Ronald considered politeness the best course of action. He could use the time to evaluate any weakness, his own odds of survival, and whether this monster had friends. Who knows? maybe the ant was friendly.

Koalas don't normally shower in hot coffee, and neither do they consume it. This koala was slightly unusual in that regard, and also in the regard that he wore pants and drove a golf cart.

Maybe the ant knew the koala, maybe it hitched a ride on the koala's cart. Or maybe it was a some sort of other-worldly ant from another dimension, here to steal all of Ronald's playing cards.

Ronald worked up enough courage to manage a muted "How do you do?", which appeared to have some effect, as the ant paused its aimless meandering for a moment.

"How do you do?" creaked the ant.

Seeing as how someone managed to stumble across my little (woefully neglected) corner of the Intergalactic Sub-etha Net, I suppose I ought to write something.

I haven't been in the greatest of moods lately, so instead of being creative, I've been destructive.

I will try to actually write something worth reading in the morning.