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I have decided to make a math joke. Unfortunately, I have delivery problems. So I'll just steal a comic instead. Dedicated to Matt Arbo and Sarah G.

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I saw Rosencrantz and Guildenstern Are Dead at Covington High tonight. And it really couldn't beat the movie I'm sorry to say. BUT!! The actors did the best that they possibly could perform, the fault was mostly that it's a better movie than play. I kept wanting to kill Polonius--did he listen to too much rap music as a child? You know how rap is usually done in a monotone, maybe with increasing intensity? Well, minus the intensity, all his lines were said in a Borg-like manner. I wanted to kill him. IT WAS POLONIUS!!! And the shame of it all is that he closely resembled my high school boyfriend. Maybe that was what pushed it from "I wish he would get off the stage" to "Hm, if only, a rifle..."

The three main characters, and the chap that took on Hamlet's role (small as it was) did a FANTASTICAL job. They remembered their lines, the millions of them. And there was a terrific pirate attack, where swarms of people came from the back and started attacking the stage, to the tune of the Pirates of the Carribean soundtrack!! How awesome is that? Pretty damn awesome!!!
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There are two times when it is best to leave a window open: at dawn, when the air smells the sweetest, and during a rainfall. Rain is simply the sky teasing the earth, a tactile conversation.
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Microsoft patent to make ads disable computer
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February 11, 2007

On December 29th 2005, Microsoft applied for a patent that allows the operating system to require users to pay attention to ads shown on their computers. According to the patent, a user will be asked to identify her / himself to a webcam or provide some data regarding the advertisement to be entered. The technology that is part of this patent is meant to give Microsoft the right to repossess one's computer if one does not pay attention to advertisements.

According to the patent, the technology will be used so that the
Microsoft patent to make ads disable computer
delivery of paid advertising to a user may involve asking a question about an advertisement or requiring data about the advertisement to be entered. In one embodiment, a human presence indicator, such as stylized letters, may be displayed during or after the presentation of an advertisement to be copied by a user to indicate presence during the advertisement. When the challenge relating to ad viewing is correctly answered, a value associated with viewing the ad may be credited to a user account, either locally or at a clearinghouse or other repository. [...] When the allowable number of incorrect answers has been exceeded, several response are possible, from noting a user's record but taking no action, to a follow up communication with the user, to disabling or even repossessing the computer ...
Microsoft patent to make ads disable computer

The stated aim of the technology is so that telephone companies, internet service providers, or leasing companies, can provide computer systems etc. to users either free or at reduced charge and recoup the cost of the system through sale of advertising.

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What's next? Now we HAVE to listen to commercials, or they have the right to repossess our televisions?
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Sean came over this weekend, spending Sunday and part of Monday with my family. I know Mom and Sean enjoyed each other's company. Dad and Kyle's time was more limited, especially Kyle's. They'll have more chances. Somehow, we'll arrange it.

Mom and I watched Vanity Fair together...I was intrigued but a little disappointed at the ending. Ah well, it's the story of someone's life, lived at the whim of society's bored and useless richest cats. It couldn't be happy. No one is forgiving in that world, or useful in any lasting way. I detest those who are indolent AND have ugly personalities. Actually, I've come to the sad conclusion that I don't really appreciate movies, or TV in general. There are exceptions: I loved The Boondock Saints, as anyone must. Also, Love Actually was wonderful, after some thought. But fluff movies aren't my favorite, especially if the dialogue isn't snappy and witty. Movies about high school suck on general principle.

Sean invited me to go to Chris's birthday party, but it's in Biloxi. If it were the summer, I'd say "Let's go!" because summer is the time to go far away and enjoy extravagant things. But I think schoolwork is piling up too much--I would enjoy it while I was there, but I would curse myself afterward when I saw how little classwork I'd gotten done. I.e.: none. Pull yourself together, Lacey. Don't do everything you want, do everything you must.
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God bless Sean Michael Chick for lending me this movie.  "The Adventures of Baron Munchausen" is enormously, uproariously entertaining.  I am falling over myself laughing!

A balloon of knickers....It's too bad that rhymes with "It makes me snicker" or I might actually  say it.

Yes.  I am a little tipsy.  And VASTLY amused.  Ahhhh....the good life....

Baron Munchausen: Your reality, sir, is lies and balderdash and I'm delighted to say that I have no grasp of it whatsoever.

Baron Munchausen: [after being saved by Sally] You horrible little brat! Can't you let me die in peace once in a while?

Baron Munchausen: Come on, Berthold.
Berthold: Get your hands off me!
Baron Munchausen: You're coming with us.
Berthold: No chance!
Baron Munchausen: Why not?
Berthold: I can't remember.
Baron Munchausen: You're not frightened, are you?
Berthold: That's it!

Baron Munchausen: What's this?
Vulcan: Oh, this is our prototype. RX Intercontinental, radar-seeking, multi-warheaded nuclear missile.
Baron Munchausen: What does it do?
Vulcan: Do? Kills the enemy.
Baron Munchausen: All the enemy?
Vulcan: Aye, all the enemy. All their wives, and all their children, and all their sheep, and all their cattle, and all their cats and dogs. All of them: all of them gone for good.
Sally: That's horrible.
Vulcan: Ahh. Well, you see, the advantage is you don't have to see one single one of them die. You just sit comfortably thousands of miles away from the battlefield and simply press the button.
Berthold: Well, where's the fun in that?
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I believe in you the way I believe in goodness.  I believe in you instinctively, the way a new ending occurs to the protagonist when all is lost.  Something never old, never mistaken, never ruined.  I believe in you that way.  In those dreams which are horrible, I find myself rising up, halting the tides just long enough for help to arrive. This is no miracle performance, but a stand which is not quite the last stand.

The desperation of that moment, when all will be lost and you have to hang on anyway--that is how my love is for you.  I don't care what the world looks like, I don't care what I should know.  The only thing I believe in is the truth of this moment. 

Voices may shriek my wrongness at me, may demand in cold tones that I obey.  But I will break every rule, and stand.  I will bargain with the bully, I will wait with the watcher.  I will not close my eyes.

I will wait even in fear, because I am sworn to do so by my very nature. When the world was dreamed  I was meant for this, for you.  A seed is planted and must grow to its nature, until the end of its time.  I do not reject this, for it includes you and so is good.  

Should you one day turn away from me, my heart will still turn to you.  I cannot stop it from doing so.   It will not be by my hand that we are parted, that time is past.  Here is where I have rooted, and here I will stay no matter where I am blown by the winds of the world.  Here is us.  It's always us.

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I am at class:
M: 9:00-6:30
T: 6:30-7:30
W: 9:00-11:00
Th: 8:00-4:30

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Take Responsibility. The rest of the world is in the enviable position of getting to choose whether or not they will take responsibility for part of their country. We the people of Louisiana HAVE to throw huge percentages of what we have into rebuilding, because this is our home.

But I have not forgotten the swarms of out-of-state, out-of-country people who come to sow their wild oats here, who used New Orleans as an excuse to do what was already in their hearts--cheat, lie, steal, fornicate, vandalize public and private property--in short, to commit the darkest of betrayals where they hoped no one would ever know.

And rest assured, I am the least of my people. If *I* remember, then it's only the tip of the iceberg of what has been done to this area. A cruel but innocent natural disaster is almost preferable to the way the rest of the world will begrudge hope to the people they have stolen it from with their stupidity and vice. Committed on our doorsteps.

We will pay the price because we have to, and the pitiful thanks we can give those who DO help rebuild can never be enough. We are passionate people, fond of loving and eating. That's why it's so easy to use us--our leaders do, why not anyone else?

If the rest of the world doesn't want to help, that is their own affair. But I will not let these things go unsaid. I WILL NOT be silent forever, in hopelessness. I won't lead a rebellion, but I will shout the truth to the best of my ability until some measure of shame can be put in those hearts of stone who write such blithe crap about Katrina victims.

This is only the beginning of my voice...

*Written in response to The Onion's "Bears Inspire A City Still Reeling From the Great Chicago Fire of 1871"

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So, normally I love The Onion. I read the satire and chuckle. Usually it's in pretty good taste, making fun of politicians who are just fronts for the real party power anyway, or entertainers who purposefully do stupid things FOR the attention, etc.

But today I read no less than three articles about the Bears/Saints game that were in poor taste. "Bears Inspire a City Still Reeling From Great Chicago Fire of 1871" is the one I just finished perusing with hackles rising even after I already said, "Hey it's satire, it's supposed to only hurt when it's somewhat-true...and satirizing newspapers HAVE no real friends because eventually everyone has been the butt of the joke" but I'm still disappointed.

Yes. New Orleans was the relative sewer of the USA (and other countries) from day one of its existence. And certain areas might be that way again in the future.
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Tangents: Scathing

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Murdered, Maligned, Malcontent
Category: Movies, TV, Celebrities

"I forgot the suffragettes were hauled off to jail. Duh."

So Speak was a fabulous, wonderful witty book. The movie sucked. Sucked sucked sucked. The music sucked. The scenes sucked. The arrangement of the scenes was flawed nearly every single time. Too much time wasted in walking with no saving voice-overs from the book (if such shots could be saved at all). Too much time of Kristen Stewart looking blankly, depressedly at the air, to the point where you could tell it was getting old even for her.

Key freakin scenes were left out!! If you leave out key scenes, everything else rings hollow, like "That's, uh, nice but...Uh, why do we care?"

GRRR!!! *starts throwing things* Such a good book, how COULD they ruin it?!!! GODAMNIT!!! Three years late, may this rant stand in history as DONE!!! If I'm ever a millionaire, they will redo this movie and do it RIGHT, damnit!!!

Okay, sorry for the language, I know I said I want to quit. But here's a few scenes that I remember from my first reading that really spiked up my empathy with the storyline, which could have been used in the movie to make that point, but weren't:

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Tangents: gloomy gloomy

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So my old boss, now good friend Anna Marie, said that she is always in the middle of several books. So I took a quick inventory of books I'm trying to finish (i.e.: are piled on my bed for night reading).

The Catcher In The Rye
Tess of the D'Umbervilles
The Name of the Rose
Jack of Shadows
100 Years of Solitude
Southern Lit Anthology

And in reality I'm sitting here watching Robin Williams Live on Broadway on Youtube ^_^;;;;

I'm waiting for Springfield High to wake up so I can call them and be like, "Good morning, I should be on your list. I was wondering if you had any English or Social Studies teachers who would mind an observer on Fridays? Also, do you have a tutoring program for the same day, out of curiosity?"


Where in time is LJJ?: zoned out
Tangents: awake awake
Soundtrack Info.: Queen

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warring neighbors

unwanted kitty

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I love the kingcake.
I will feast on the kingcake.
I will eat only kingcake and kingcake ice cream for at least one day before Mardi Gras.

Yet another tie to this place.

I still feel it slipping away
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Really. No, really. Yeah, really. Write more. I like reading about your lives, my busy young bees.

So. What's been happening. Well. I have a lot of reading to do. I've surpassed my usual in efforts to get to class, but it seems to be having an equal and opposite reaction in the number of classes I have skipped. Luckily, it's just one or two of every class instead of every period of one particular class. Wait...in retrospect, that might be better.
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Where in time is LJJ?: Somewhere between sleep and awake
Tangents: nostalgic nostalgic
Soundtrack Info.: Wanna Ride

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I thought this was amusing. Book snobs rock.

Where in time is LJJ?: lost in online magazines
Tangents: awake awake
Soundtrack Info.: Crying Cat 207

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How Did I End Up On The Cover Of This Romance Novel?

December 13, 2006 | Issue 42•50

Last week at the supermarket, while shopping for my weekly supply of three dozen eggs and 12 pounds of mutton, I spotted a rack near the checkout lane containing several romance paperbacks. Normally, such trash wouldn't get a second glance from my coal-black eyes, but the sight of one book practically made my chiseled jaw drop. There, on the cover of Dark Passions was yours truly, Duncan Larksthrush, in the flesh.

At first I thought it must have been a coincidence. There must be thousands of men with huge, glistening pectorals and shoulder-length golden hair whose steadfast gaze betrays immeasurable fathoms of passion.

But there can be no doubt it was me. The cover artist must have followed me during a recent visit to my ancestral estate on the tempest-swept promontories of Northern Scotland. Judging from the picture, the sketch was based on the occasion in which I chanced upon Arden, the crofter's nubile young daughter, kneeling upon a rocky outcropping and picking some wildflowers from the weathered stone. Even though I had only just finished tilling seven acres of firm earth, I knew at once my broad, thewy arms could take her. "You rogue! I shall not allow this offense against my honor!" she cried out, her titian hair uncoiling in the Caledonian wind. As I dipped her low, her pounding heart betrayed her pleas for her chastity, and my turgid manhood would be denied no longer...

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Where in time is LJJ?: 24 Hour Lab
Tangents: enthralled enthralled
Soundtrack Info.: Unmusic.

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The Dante's Inferno Test has banished you to the Second Level of Hell!
Here is how you matched up against all the levels:
Purgatory (Repenting Believers)Moderate
Level 1 - Limbo (Virtuous Non-Believers)Moderate
Level 2 (Lustful)High
Level 3 (Gluttonous)Low
Level 4 (Prodigal and Avaricious)Very Low
Level 5 (Wrathful and Gloomy)Low
Level 6 - The City of Dis (Heretics)Very Low
Level 7 (Violent)Moderate
Level 8- the Malebolge (Fraudulent, Malicious, Panderers)Moderate
Level 9 - Cocytus (Treacherous)Low

Take the Dante's Inferno Hell Test
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I am not sure how interested in tanka or haiku anyone is, but there is a new site for it.
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"I shine, not burn."

This is the clan motto of the MacKenzies. I am not a MacKenzie, I'm actually a branch of the Hay clan.

Our motto, "Keep The Yoke" is not one that I personally follow. Or at least, I don't think so at this point in my life.

The MacKenzie crest (according to the Outlander series) is a reference to the place where the Calling of the Clans occurs. There are so many clans that it looks like the mountain/place/whatever is on fire, burning, but in fact it is not. The area shines from the presence of the Clans.

How's that for romantic? Your tip for the day.
i desire more music: Yanni, Pan, Celtic, Nirvana, NiN...
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Where in time is LJJ?: After Church TV Portion
Tangents: groggy groggy
Soundtrack Info.: "Seabiscuit"

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