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Once upon a time (1/t) pretty little Polly Nomial was strolling across a field of vectors when she came to the edge of a singularly large matrix.

Now Polly was convergent and her mother had made it an absolute condition that she must never enter such an array without her brackets on. Polly, however, who had changed her variables that morning and was feeling particularly badly behaved, ignored that condition on the grounds that it was sufficient and made her way among the complete elements.

Rows and columns enveloped her on all sides. Tangents approached her surface. She became tensor and tensor. Quite suddenly three branches of a hyperbola touched her at a single point. She oscillated violently, lost all sense of directrix and went completely divergent. As she reached a turning point she tripped over a square root which was protruding fom the erf and plunged headlong down a steep gradient. When she was differentiated once more she found herself, apparently alone, in a non-Euclidian space.

She was being watched however. That smooth operator, Curly Pi, was lurking inner product. As his eyes devoured her curvilinear co-ordinates a singular expression crossed his face. Was she still convergent he wondered. He decided to integrate improperly at once.

Hearing a vulgar fraction behind her, Polly turned round and saw Curly Pi approaching with his power series extrapolated. She could see at once by his degenerate conic and his dissipative terms that he was bent on no good.

"Eureka!" she gasped.
"Ho, ho!" he said. "What a symmetric little polynomial you are. I can see you're absolutely bubbling over with secs".
"O Sir," she protested, "keep away from me. I haven't got my brackets on". "Calm yourself, my dear", said our suave operator, "your fears are purely
imaginery". "i,i" she thought, "perhaps he is homogeneous then."

"What order are you?" the brute demanded.
"Seventeen," replied Polly. Curly leered, "I suppose you've never been operated on yet".
"Of course not," Polly cried indignantly, "I absolutley convergent".

"Come, come," said Curly, "Let's go to a decimal place I know and I'll
take you to the limit."

"Never!" gasped Polly.
His patience was gone. Coshing her over the coefficient with a log until she was powerless, Curly removed her discontinuities. He stared at her proportional parts and significant places. He then began smoothing her points of inflection and she felt his hand tending to her asymptotic limit. Her convergence would soon be gone forever.

There was no mercy, for Curly was a Heavyside operator. He integrated by parts. He integrated by partial functions. The complex beast even went all the way round and did a contour integration.

What an indiginity! To be multiply connected on her first integration. Curly went on operating until he was absolutely and completely orthogonal!


it's always nice to have options.


it's monday morning and i'm still at fucking work! jal;snkdg;laskduglasdjg!! nng! ... and this is the blog of a (somewhat) newly minted werewolf.


it's sunday, i'm at work, and these are the top ten most ridiculous black metal photos ever.


it's saturday, i'm at work. workload continues to crush; deadlines continue to loom; gnome's just fucked off; i, fortunately,

continue to know what needs to be done..


the most irritating cv ever

{eek} blue steel!


"P.S. I'll find my frog"

"we are here to protect you from the terrible secret of space"


with a crushing amount of work to get through and deadlines looming heavier than the maggotropolis smog, it was obvious that there was only one thing to do..


"If anyone ever says 'Wikipedia is a fine online encyclopedia', smile enigmatically and say 'Vampire watermelon'".

(corresponding wikipedia and talk page)


not what you're thinking


do the lynndie!
no comment about the author of that star wars one..

I showed it to the Iraqi guy at work. Don't know if he was too pleased. -ToothpasteDealer


yesss..


what day is this?

anyway, i saw this and thought it was cute enough to warrant sharing:

_"A vote for Nader is a vote for hope, truth, justice and all that is good.

A vote for Kerry is not a vote for Bush."_

btw, i got a few shots of the crusher for you, d2; will post as soon as i remember to bring them in.


a little background before we wade in waist-deep.

there's a thing in the world called a crushing house which, oddly enough, is used to crush huge chunks of coal into the little nugget-sized pieces you know. the house part of it is about five stories tall and houses machinery and walkways that must have been the primary inspiration for the environments in doom 3. on the third floor are the rollers that perform the crushing, which are about the size of a small car and studded with dull teeth. once they're rolling, the building rattles and shakes like an aspic in an earthquake and you can't get near the place without earplugs. it's a lot like The MusicBox? of Satan, really.

so tuesday saw me out in secunda directing a video shoot for sasol, who're putting together a training / safety video for one of their mines. the script i was given was one of those "first we show you the wrong way, then we show you the correct way". riveting stuff. anyway, in the first segment, miner drone A neglects to lock down the currently-not-running crusher and clambers inside to do maintenance. whilst he's in there, the drone on watch is momentarily called away. and as luck would have it (and garrick will attest to this) a third drone comes along and starts the machine. drone A is reduced to kibble and deposited in 5kg bags at the base of the building.

and then there's the right way which features some safety precautions and things.

anyway, during the course of our being toured about the place, we learn that the reason they're shooting this video is because this actually happened not three months ago. in fact, the script they've provided is the actual chain of events that led to the accident. so that's good. i suspect it's difficult to appreciate the horror of this withour having actually seen the place though. the crushing house itself is the most malevolent building you'll ever encounter. even viewed from afar, it looks as though it's just biding its time and brooding on how best to kill you. all the other buildings around it are clearly trying to edge nonchalantly away.

i honestly don't know how bevan stands it. i've now learned more about mines than i would ever want to know - the bulk of which seems to be that death lurks at every turn and everyone you work with and under is an incompetent moron that wants you dead.

  • this is a demand for a photo! - d@vid August 26 2004

hey, I tried to email you but your mailbox is full. sort it.- ToothpasteDealer

which one? try bruceAtGeckomobileDotCom or phallelujahAtWebmailDotCoDotZa in future. -- w.

as though it were needed, here's further proof that Jozi sucks:

the R21 isn't exactly the freeway, but it may as well be. it's the road you'd take to get to the airport or between pretoria and pretty much anywhere that isn't in the northern suburbs. in short, big and busy.

anyway, there's on overpass being erected a ways down its length, replete with milling drones and roadworks signs. what makes this scene unusual is that rather than reading "men at work", the signs are printed with "please don't kill us".

printed.


i've had no external contact for weeks so pardon me if these are a boat well missed.

telkom http://www.telkomsucks.co.za|sucks]


what?
what? what?


before 3d ruined everything. 14th june, anno 2004

hey, hey! 16k!.
clay kitten shooting

this is what being trendy gets you. 27th may, anno 2004

text and images from an email i received.

"I only started eating sushi this year and love(d)
it! Do you still want to eat Sushi? Think TWICE!! This is a true case of a Japanese man
from Gifu Prefecture who complained incessantly about a persistent headache. Mr. Shota Fujiwara loves his sashimi and sushi very much to the
extent of trying to get them as "alive and fresh" as can be for his insatiable appetite. He developed a severe headache, but
for the past three years had put it off as migraine and stress from work. It was only when he started losing his phsyco-motor skills that he sought
medical help. A brain scan and x-ray revealed little however. But upon closer inspection by a
specialist on his scalp, the Doctor noticed small movements beneath his skin. It was then that the Doctor did a local anaesthetic to his scalp and
discovered the cause! Tiny tapeworms crawled out! Major surgery was thus immediately called for and the extent of the infestation was horrific!
Remember : tapeworms, roundworms and their eggs which abound in all fish, fresh or saltwater, can only be killed by thorough cooking and/or freezing
the fish to between -4 deg C - 0 degsC."

http://users.iafrica.com/n/no/norris/001.gif ]

or you could believe these guys. BTW your evil score wasn't linking but i fixed it for you. the wiki doesn't link URLs with tildes in them - reserved character my friggin' ass. you have to use %7e. Hope you don't mind the intrusion - MoonFlake

not at all. thank you. -- w

yum.

http://home.att.net/%7eslugbutter/evil/pureevil.jpg

29th march, anno 2004

timeline was crap. rather read the anubis gates. i only found out this morning whilst searching for a timeline link that it's a crichton story originally, which explains a lot. though thinking back to jurassic park, perhaps he also suffers from steven king syndrome.

hoom.

so the week before last, Someone (not me, mercifully) made a typo that cost the company forty-eight thousand rand. specifically, they made the area code for Jozi 01. disciplinary hearing this afternoon. fun.

decided to paint a bit this weekend so off i went to buy a canvas and whatnot. it's saturday morning and i've literally rolled out of bed and into whatever lay closest at hand, hair unbrushed, et cetera. so i felt not a little out of place when i got there to find i was the only one in the store who wasn't an overweight woman wearing floral print and a bandana. artists.


okay, I had a similar problem once. There are pages on the net that tell you what the beeps mean, but the beeps are different for every cmos chip (or whatever... bios, whatever) type. so look and see if it's (for example) an award chip, and then look for 'award beep number' or something on google. later -ToothpasteDealer

so i get in last night and try booting my pc. oh. it's beeping. and doing not a lot else. good.

i'm not the most hardware-savvy, so if anyone could offer some advice here it'd be much appreciated. what specifically i can tell you is:

  • the first time it beeped, i just shut it down and checked that the ram and video-card were properly connected.
  • this didn't help. again, i didn't count beeps, just shut down and unplugged both the ram and video card.
  • booted. three beeps. nothing else.
  • plugged the video card back in. beeps i didn't count.
  • plugged ram back in. three beeps. nothing.
  • tried ram in all three slots, no changes.
  • sulked.

when i say "does nothing", i mean "doesn't even boot the bios". the thing is, i suspect it may be the motherboard itself - for a while now, i've been warned to "check system health" when i boot up, and the ram is less than six months old. occasionally one of my hard-drives isn't detected either, which resetting usually takes care of. when i first tried to fire it up after having it couriered up here, i had the same beeping/doing nothing story, which a bit of prayer and blowing seemed to take care of.

otherwise, this is quite interesting.

and stay away from clrmame. it destroyed my roms.


i want the megatokyo collections. juan wants some
other stuff. in an attempt to stave off the crippling cost of shipping ($30-$40, depending on which you select), we're putting together a bulk order of swag. i've enlisted three people i work with, so we're already looking at next-to-nothing.
i suggest
you all
go take
a gander
at some
of their
quality merchandise
and get
in on
the act.

obviously, we all live up here, but i'm coming home mid-april and can bring stuff with me if we're quick enough.


copper.
how real are internet friendships?


wtf is wrong with all of you? did you all have a particularly disappointing valentine's that you're being such snippy bitches atm? alex, i wasn't mocking your spelling, fewl; i just found it to be one of those unintentionally charming errs. topically, at the speed the wiki runs there really isn't time to be arguing about spelling on the fucking wiki! do it in #, or (preferably) shut up. and grow up. finally, waiters: obviously they're going to suck if you're eating at a spur. or anywhere. would the you from four years ago want to graciously serve the you of today? the me of four years ago would spit in the me of today's meal. students are crap. this is not news. move on.

ps: count yourselves lucky you didn't get this freak.


i love this site.
can you spot the fake smiles?


having decided what i'd title this post whilst waiting for the edit page to load afforded too much time to think about it. so i shan't be making the intimate post i had intended. rather, just a question: what does one do when a time machine seems to be the only possible solution to a problem?


interesting combination of snake and pong. starting anew is really painful though.
someone organised or with an abundance of free time should really collect all the work-avoidance items onto one page. this is not that page.

surprisingly, bevan's log of life on a mine is turning out to be the most consistently amusing read on the wiki.


another inane webgame


elf pr0n!. also hobbits and some rugged men.
chicks with dicks. white-hat indignation can be directed toward FirstFallen.


gollum accepts his mtv movie award.
does anyone know where i can download the clip of shrek and donkey beating sully and mike for the (i think it was) 2000 award?


it's hamlet!, the text-adventure! and it's just as crap as you remember text-adventures to be! i suspect they all run something like this..

begin
:start
writeln('You are standing in a forest clearing. The birds twitter amongst themselves in the trees above you. A shallow brook babbles merrily along to your side. There is a large smooth stone in the center of the clearing.');
writeln('There are exits to the North, South, and East.');

write('What do you want to do? ');
readln(input);

writeln('I'm sorry, I don't understand that.');
goto start;
end.


i watch this every morning and laugh
"lightning bolt! lightning bolt! lightning bolt!"

past satyricals inhumed here. further grotesqueries pending.
and, mirth being yet another of my kingly virtues, a joke to tide you over:

ahem.

if gay men come from closets, where do gay women come from?
liquor cabinets.


Comment: vampire watermelon (by d@vid on 2004-11-09 11:23:59)

you've just consumed my entire morning with slav research, goddammit - thankfully there's a wikipedian with VW on his to-do list

if you want real noodling debate check out Talk:Atheism

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