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Monthly Archives: March 2008

The Greatest Ho

I’m on a kick. I get that way sometimes; there’s no point trying to stop me if you, yourself, do not want to be kicked, whether in the privates, in the majors, or curb-wards (kerb-wards for our overseas readers!) you just have to stand clear. Sometimes I get it in my head to watch every [...]

Guess who?

Let’s just say the experiment to become diurnal rather than nocturnal is not going well. On the one hand, I got up at five today. On the other hand, it probably wasn’t the five you’d expect.

The “Humans” Project

A video challenge for the world from the great MadV:

What does it mean to be human?
Take part in The “Humans” Project, a community effort to pin down the elusive description of human nature and what humans are.
Post a video response with your original spoken sentence.
Examples:
“Humans are….”
“To be human is….”
“I am human [...]

Okay, Vancouver, WTF?

Originally written like, a week ago, and been sitting in the Draft bucket since. For whatever reason, my internet connection also went down. And according to all the news sources, the following never happened.
Sure. Sure…
It’s 2:21am on a Tuesday morning and the BC Hydro “Oh Canada” blast horns have just treated us to an [...]

over Steve Jobs’ dead body

Note: Belkin dock

im in ur blawggin klace teechin sew shall medja

an boi r mai meemz tyerd

blog fodder made easy: how to write epics!

We’ve all been there: When you open the Write Post page, the void looks also into you.
Here is the quick and dirty version of how to feed your blog on a majah scale: with EPICS! Who doesn’t like epics? They’re epic! Epically epic!
First: you need a setting. Rip one off from an existing epic and [...]

The power behind the throne

I’ll bet you’ve always wondered. Now, from MyConfinedSpace via Ectoplasmosis and a tipoff from dissfunktional comes photographic proof of what we at the ol’ raincoaster blog have always suspected. Paging David Icke, paging David Icke, we’re sorry about the misunderstanding…

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Peep Show

I don’t like Peeps. They remind me of those noxious, spongy banana candies that taste like the dandruff on Satan’s shoulders, only with artificial banana flavouring, corn syrup solids, and yellow dye #42. When I say I don’t like Peeps, I mean I actually and actively despise them. And I have never let one near [...]

what we have here is a failure to communicate

But a very amusing one.
Now, I like British newspapers. I particularly like British newspaper websites; sure, the design is horrifically clunky and it’s impossible to find what you want, but you often find what you actually need (hey, is that a British informatics archetype? I seem to have heard it somewhere before). Compared to the [...]