from http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Free_speech_zone
"The existence of free speech zones is based on U.S. court decisions stipulating that the government may regulate the time, place, and manner, but not content of expression."
Fascinating...
Friday, April 27, 2007
Tuesday, April 24, 2007
Wasted on Wolfmother
I just wasted 7 minutes of my life reading a thread about Wolfmother (a guy at another web-site). Or whatever. How crazy is all that? I just log on in here to peer into the mind of someone in the office next door. All sneaky-like. It's amazing what you can learn on the internet.
Another great weekend
Another wonderful weekend just passed me by, spent seriously catching up on some S.F.A (look up SFA on Wiki, it's the last interpretation). Df and I watched sooo many apocolytic/futuristic movies, like "Children of God" and "12 Monkeys". Brad Pitt plays the perfect insane person, inklings of his future-inner-Tyler-Durden coming out. Grand stuff.
Had one of the best Friday nights in a while, eating take-away curry in my favourite old pub in town and drinking beer with Df and discussing the definition of voltage on a p-n junction. I think I won. It wasn't an arguement. It was a discussion...
Well, perhaps there's one to put out there to the greater crowds and hoards on the intra-nerd.... IS there a voltage across an open-circuit diode? The responses I've received have been many and varied... though I doubt it's worth stirring up too much trouble on this leetle quill-based site by posting up as a "Deep Thought".... although, I am know as the great antagonist....
Had one of the best Friday nights in a while, eating take-away curry in my favourite old pub in town and drinking beer with Df and discussing the definition of voltage on a p-n junction. I think I won. It wasn't an arguement. It was a discussion...
Well, perhaps there's one to put out there to the greater crowds and hoards on the intra-nerd.... IS there a voltage across an open-circuit diode? The responses I've received have been many and varied... though I doubt it's worth stirring up too much trouble on this leetle quill-based site by posting up as a "Deep Thought".... although, I am know as the great antagonist....

Saturday, April 21, 2007
Imus and the blacks
Hoo-hoo-hoo.... wait for df to finish her darn samples. She should just go out and buy one. (for those not in-the-know, that's a pv joke (for those not in-the-know, "pv" stands for photovoltaics (for those... well, most people, that means solar cells....))).....
and I has this interesting thought. Actually, I remembered a thought my flatmate had down at the pub the other night. Aloud. To the rest of the group. Ok, so it was more like a comment, but I does remember it as clearly as if it was a few days ago. And I did back his comment up with a few grunts of affirmation of my own. So it was something to the effect of....
I mean, insult to injury is the apology from Imus, highlighting the "problem" instead of the solution : "Here's what I've learned: that you can't make fun of everybody, because some people don't deserve it."
What? Why? Because they're black?
and I has this interesting thought. Actually, I remembered a thought my flatmate had down at the pub the other night. Aloud. To the rest of the group. Ok, so it was more like a comment, but I does remember it as clearly as if it was a few days ago. And I did back his comment up with a few grunts of affirmation of my own. So it was something to the effect of....
I'm not going to talk about the players. They have their own feelings to sort out. But I'm backing what Jason Whitlock said, about people "making ... the problems much bigger than what they should be."
This whole Imus thing is way outta control. How can anyone take a skinny old white guy wearing a ree-dic-o-lous 144 gallon hat seriously? Shouldn't our society be robust enough now, to be able to merely point and laugh at the guy? Make him out to be a point of ridicule, instead of a martyr?
I mean, insult to injury is the apology from Imus, highlighting the "problem" instead of the solution : "Here's what I've learned: that you can't make fun of everybody, because some people don't deserve it."
What? Why? Because they're black?
Virginia Tech
First: Happy birthday to the little-miss-fluffy-lovin', fuzzy-haired git. You're hot. I most definitely would.
Df and I have been discussing the Virginia sitch for the last few days, as has 3 halves of the world's media-obsessed pontificators. Firstly props to the Scot on nailing my impression of the issue. However, I'm eager to consider the following....
There ain't no reason to these shite things that happen, so I guess there ain't likely going to be any way to stop things like this completely.
Df and I have been discussing the Virginia sitch for the last few days, as has 3 halves of the world's media-obsessed pontificators. Firstly props to the Scot on nailing my impression of the issue. However, I'm eager to consider the following....
I wonder: in a time of national crisis like this, will anyone stand up and purport that there was no way to stop it, so let's not point fingers or look for reasons?The concept of closing down the entire university. The idea of the police getting the wrong person.
There ain't no reason to these shite things that happen, so I guess there ain't likely going to be any way to stop things like this completely.
Thursday, April 19, 2007
Lobster-boy and Mermaid-girl
Last night I had wonderful munchables with df a.k.a Wendy, who cooked fresh fatty chips, served with dip from a dinner party we had on Saturday night. Then we played Rummikub with a rather funny bunch of kiddies she lives with, and ate apples and watched The Adventures of the Little Mermaid and Lobster Boy.
Good fun all round, so there!
Good fun all round, so there!

Friday, April 6, 2007
A bitch/whinge...
Strange things have happend recently. Hopefully I'll be able to run away for the weekend and forget all such rot, yet there is a sense that at least some of it should be put down for all posterity before I bleach it all from my mind with some harsh Australian sunshine.
A sense of injustice pervades the arena of others, yet i wonder if I caused such a thing? Not really; I think I saw things as they were a few weeks earlier, and managed to face up to it and nip it in the bud. Well, in a "I'm just going to stay in my room" sorta way of dealing with things. But hey. It worked.
It's hard that I don't understand such anger, such indignant injustice. Reign fire, rain fur, I don't care; really there are two wrongs, on both sides, and neither one can really claim the moral highground. It's just the way it is. There can no resolution, there can only be a melancholy resignation.
An old story....
I had an ex once, and we had planned to go to a concert with a friend. Things fell apart two weeks before the concert, so I grabbed my ticket and decided it would be best to hide away up the back of the concert, leaving the girls to their devices. They were good friends, an I thought it was the noble thing to do.
We hadn't spoken for those two weeks either. So it really seemed quite dead in the water.
For some reason my ex had expected me to still go along, pretending everythign was hunky-dory. She didn't seem to realise I was hurting. Perhaps that's why she'd just let things die the way they did. Two weeks is an age in the digital age.
So she pulled out, and the mutual friend was confused and couldn't stand up to the concert either.
She had wanted to be friends, while being oblivious to how I was hurting. She was angry because I couldn't just do it and pretend. I'm a heart-on-my-sleeves sorta guy, I couldn't just stand there and not be overwhelmed. So how could she be angry at me because of it? Why didnt' she just go along anyway, if everything had seemed ok with her?
I didn't understand it. I still don't. And I feel that it's kinda what's been happening around my head these days.
I wonder if this will be censored?
Anyway, my Dad said the other day "A woman standing in the rain to get wet is a silly way to have a relationship"
A sense of injustice pervades the arena of others, yet i wonder if I caused such a thing? Not really; I think I saw things as they were a few weeks earlier, and managed to face up to it and nip it in the bud. Well, in a "I'm just going to stay in my room" sorta way of dealing with things. But hey. It worked.
It's hard that I don't understand such anger, such indignant injustice. Reign fire, rain fur, I don't care; really there are two wrongs, on both sides, and neither one can really claim the moral highground. It's just the way it is. There can no resolution, there can only be a melancholy resignation.
An old story....
I had an ex once, and we had planned to go to a concert with a friend. Things fell apart two weeks before the concert, so I grabbed my ticket and decided it would be best to hide away up the back of the concert, leaving the girls to their devices. They were good friends, an I thought it was the noble thing to do.
We hadn't spoken for those two weeks either. So it really seemed quite dead in the water.
For some reason my ex had expected me to still go along, pretending everythign was hunky-dory. She didn't seem to realise I was hurting. Perhaps that's why she'd just let things die the way they did. Two weeks is an age in the digital age.
So she pulled out, and the mutual friend was confused and couldn't stand up to the concert either.
She had wanted to be friends, while being oblivious to how I was hurting. She was angry because I couldn't just do it and pretend. I'm a heart-on-my-sleeves sorta guy, I couldn't just stand there and not be overwhelmed. So how could she be angry at me because of it? Why didnt' she just go along anyway, if everything had seemed ok with her?
I didn't understand it. I still don't. And I feel that it's kinda what's been happening around my head these days.
I wonder if this will be censored?
Anyway, my Dad said the other day "A woman standing in the rain to get wet is a silly way to have a relationship"

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