Month: September 2005

Quoth the Gabe: ‘you know who I hate? People who say “you know who I hate” then go on to describe an irrelevant characteristic or mannerism. That’s not a who, that’s a what! If you’re going to hate someone for something, hate them for something that’s their fault, like being short or having a terminal…

*suspiro* Moofruot, you’ve done me in. I’ve never read anything deeper or more insightful… “A sheep–if it eats little bushes, does it eat flowers, too?” “A sheep,” I answered, “eats anything it finds in its reach.” “Even flowers that have thorns?” “Yes, even flowers that have thorns.” “Then the thorns–what use are they?” I did…

Hmm… I’ve been getting an awful lot of SPAM-like commenting. So far, I’ve refused to go to any of the websites listed on the count that real people wouldn’t put their website addresses up unless they just wanted hits and you know how I hate being a statistic. But I won’t judge, at least not…

Ah, September 19th. A day of special significance to everyone in the world, but especially to me. You see, September 19th is the International Talk Like a Pirate Day. A day in which everyone around the world puts down their weapons, looks at each other meaningfully and, in the interest of peace, says Yarr, ye…

Yeah, long live conception day. So it turns out that, after hanging around people I didn’t want to talk to, meeting and chasing people I did, and being ignored or overly attended by everyone else, I finally finished Conception Day. Sober. Which is aparently a big accomplishment in this section of the world. Bah, I…

Everything in Australia is named after Lachlan Macquarie (Lah-klan M-k-Worry). I emphasize this. There’s a Macquarie Park, a Macquarie Lake, a Macquarie University, a Macquarie Suburb, a Macquarie Island, and probably even an I Can’t Believe It’s Not Macquarie spread. It’s ludicrous the way this man’s name is plastered over everything. Nobody else does that…