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I like people who have new takes on older music. This can include remixes and mashups.

This is the first mashup of a song with it's own original version. Kind of cool.

Here is "Jedward", a group consisting of twin boys, doing a mashup of "Under Pressure" with "Ice, Ice, Baby". Featuring Vanilla Ice.

Comments about my twisted musical taste welcomed.
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Spray-on, liquid, glass.

Creates a coating about 20 MOLECULES thick.

Here's some money quotes:
"...liquid glass has a long-lasting antibacterial effect because microbes landing on the surface cannot divide or replicate easily."
"...sterile surfaces that usually needed to be cleaned with strong bleach to keep them sterile needed only a hot water rinse if they were coated with liquid glass."
"...coated wood is not attacked by termites."
"In the home, spray-on glass would eliminate the need for scrubbing and make most cleaning products obsolete. Since it is available in both water-based and alcohol-based solutions, it can be used in the oven, in bathrooms, tiles, sinks, and almost every other surface in the home, and one spray is said to last a year."

I love living in the future.
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Please stop reporting on the behavior of a woodchuck in New England. I'm sure your energy could be put to better use elsewhere.

The Box

Jan. 19th, 2010 03:51 pm
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This one is actually Marca's favorite story. It comes from around 1994 or 1995, when I was a security guard at Dobie Tower. Actually, I was the night security supervisor, no less. They even called me Corporal. Woot. Dobie Tower, for those unfamiliar with the Austin University of Texas area, is a 2-story mall topped by a 27-story private dormitory. This occurred near the end of a semester, after I'd already given my two-week notice to leave for a new job.

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Marca is often after me to write down some of my stories. I've told these to her repeatedly, but she worries that eventually they will be forgotten. They really happened to me, exactly how I recount them. This is the story of an ambulance trip I made around 1993 or so, back when I was an Emergency Medical Technician.

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Jan. 17th, 2010 10:17 pm
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Rudyard Kipling

If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you;
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or, being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or, being hated, don't give way to hating,
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise;

If you can dream - and not make dreams your master;
If you can think - and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with triumph and disaster
And treat those two imposters just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to broken,
And stoop and build 'em up with wornout tools;

If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breath a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: "Hold on";

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with kings - nor lose the common touch;
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you;
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run -
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And - which is more - you'll be a Man my son!
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CBS mashed audio from some of it's shows with clips from "Frosty the Snowman" and placed it on YouTube and the CBS website. The result is indeed, as they phrased it, "Frosty the Inappropriate Snowman".



Dec. 7th, 2009 09:51 pm
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Yesterday, some friends and I were at a social gathering, and discussed a few puzzles such as the Rubik's cube and an asymmetrical cube. We were trying to figure out the number of combinations.

Heh. Try THIS:

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I enjoy watching football. What this means is that I enjoy watching the game. I have only a rudimentary understanding of the rules, and don't much care which group of overgrown children is running into which other group of overgrown children. It's just fun to watch occasionally.

However, I just overheard a conversation in my workplace between two serious football fans. One person's favorite team had beaten teh other's favorite team. They were discussing the game in detail.

Here's what baffled me:
The didn't use phrases such as "my team", or "my favorite team", or the names of the teams. They used "we" and "you". They spoke as if they were on the field themselves, in the jerseys, ready to kick a field goal or make the critical tackle.

They both would have trouble running 100 yards under any conditions in real life. Yet they were talking like they'd run the fouchdown themselves. Baffling.


Nov. 19th, 2009 10:01 am
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I'm reconnecting with a high school friend. I haven't spoken to her in 19 years. In the intervening time, she's become an ordained Reverend. Divinity school and everything.

Yet, she's uncertain about the existence of life after death. She's ordained in a Christian church, but is uncertain as to whether or not Christ rose from the dead after three days.

She describes herself as "religious, but not spiritual". She finds strength in following the teachings of Christ, but sees the promises of life after death as irrelevant to what we do here and now.

Now, I've always described myself as "spiritual, but not religious". I have a belief system, but tend not to worship or follow an specific creed. In her case, it's the opposite.

Thoughts on "religious, but not spiritual"?
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In most cities, can you leave a movie and get caught up in a spontaneous Dixieland jazz parade, or is that just Austin?
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Remember "The Fly"? Where through a teleportation experiment, a fly and a monster are combined into Jeff Goldblum? We obviously need a teleporter that only moves cells with human DNA, 46 chromosomes. That would work better!

But non-organic stuff wouldn't go. That's likely for the best, so that one doesn't get combined with their belt buckles. On the other hand, it means the belt buckle stays behind, along with your synthetic fiber clothing, your jewelry, and for that matter, your piercings. And more worryingly, any non-organic internal material stays in the original transporter, People with plates in their heads, artificial knees, or fillings will be startled when they get to the other side.

So, our test subject will appear in the receiving teleporter with sore teeth, missing joints, and missing clothes.

Amusingly, I think this means tattoos won't go over either. The ink is non-organic. So the original tube will have some of your clothes, your fillings, your tats, and maybe an artificial joint or two floating in the air for a moment before they all crash into a pile.

We're also not sending organic cells with anything other than the human 46 chromosomes. Your organic clothes have cotton or cow DNA. They'll stay behind. You'll be absolutely naked on the other side. Chilly! Also, have you ever seen a close-up view of your skin? There are zillions of little creatures wandering around on your skin. They won't come through. You'll be quite a clean naked person on the other end, and the original teleporter will have an outline of your body made up of suprised tiny mites, within your clothes, with your tats and piercings...before they all fall into a pile.

You've got a lot of intestinal critters. Nothing gross like tapeworms or anything (although they would stay behind too), but E coli and other beneficial bacteria that help you digest. They'll stay behind. As, come to think of it, anything you've eaten. And all the bacteria in your mouth. Within that outline of your skin left behind, there will be a distinct outline of your digestive system and the food you've eaten. Ew. On the other end, you'll be very hungry, and you'll likely have digestive issues for a while.

Oh. What about your sex organs? They'll come through. But the eggs and sperm wont, as they have 23 chromosomes. A woman can't make any more eggs, so she'd be sterile. A guy can make more sperm, although the sensation of having abruptly empty testicles might be an odd feeling. In the original transporter pod, we now have a few more cells floating in air before they join the increasingly large pile on the floor.

I'm coming to realize that our teleporter will need a large disposal unit. Also that what we think of us ourselves...isn't so much.

Oohh...mitochondria! You may recall that the cell organelles called mitochondria facilitate energy transfer in the human cells. They aren't human, though, and were originally a cell in it's own right. It does not have human DNA. They're not going with. On the one hand, this is good, because that way you won't end up with some sort of Jeff Goldblum/cell organelle hybrid, spewing adenosine triphosphate everywhere. On the other hand, without those cell have no method for getting any energy into your cells.

So, the original teleporter pod will have your clothes, your jewelry, your tats, your skin cell mites, your intestinal flora, a small cloud of eggs or sperm, and a huge person-shaped cloud of mitochondria. The second teleporter will have everything that is indisputably YOU. Of course, you'll die pretty quickly and painfully with no energy, missing joints, and the runs.

Still a few bugs to work out of this system.
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And, amusingly, Marca had to find it for me. In the pocket of the jacket I had in San Fransisco in May. When she lost her ipod, I found it months the jacket she had in San Fransisco. But it never occurred to me to look for my own in the same place.

Once found, had to add some music!
1) Great Balls of Fire, by the Killer (That's Jerry Lee Lewis, to you heathens.)
2) March of Cambreadth, by Heather (at the time) Alexander
3) Real Wild Child, by Iggy Pop
4) Hurt, by Johnny Cash. (If you haven't hear it, find it on Youtube. Now.)
5) Breathe, by The Prodigy
6) Less Than Three (Diskowarp Remix), by Becky. (DDR music on speed)
7) Din Daa Daa, by George Kranz. (The last dance scene from "Breakin 2: Electric Boogaloo")

I'm sure these mean something.
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Each time, I think this time hatred won't win. It's obvious, in a long-term historical sense, hatred will lose. The bigots are all older, and within 40 years, will be gone. The people who have grown up around gay people, the people who really don't care who you marry, will become the vast majority. We'll look back on this era in baffled embarrassment, the way we look back on the days when people of different races couldn't marry.

It would have been good if Maine, yesterday, was the first time hatred lost at the polls. It wasn't.

But the numbers are clear. Hatred will lose. It's just a matter of when.
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