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Um, right. [Jan. 1st, 2010|09:44 pm]
[Current Mood |accomplishedaccomplished]
[Current Music |Laugh In Their Faces, The Whitlams]


This journal isn't really intended for general consumption. It's either spam or Friends Only junk. I don't post too often in it anyway; I used to use it to crosspost Friends Only'd entries, but since the advent of OpenID, even that isn't all that necessary. If you have an LJ (or, for that matter, one of most of the other LJ-based journalling sites), go to this DJ FAQ post to read about the steps to apply for an OpenID account. This can be used to comment on my DeadJournal as yourself (instead of anonymously), and to read locked posts. This LiveJournal is now primarily used for reading and posting comments on the entries of others.

Also, if you wish to read updates to my DJ on your LJ friends list, you can add mmsdj. Unfortunately, it occasionally misses an entry or two, and (naturally) it doesn't catch the friends-locked entries. But anyway. Make sure to post any comments on the DeadJournal based page, though, or I won't receive the alert.

As if anybody reads this. Oh, well.
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(no subject) [Apr. 24th, 2005|09:31 am]
[Current Mood |boredbored]
[Current Music |The Boys of Summer, The Ataris]

Beccy might be interested in this...


Either way, I'm posting the link in an attempt to save it to my hard drive.
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Lost Property desk [Apr. 16th, 2005|07:10 pm]
[Current Mood |tiredtired]
[Current Music |Break Myself, Something Corporate]

Did anyone leave their windcheater (ie jacket) at my house? Coz we found one.
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(no subject) [Mar. 10th, 2005|10:01 am]
[Current Mood |boredbored]
[Current Music |Mr Lucas trying to sound intelligent]

New silly Lucas websites:


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Anti-Lucas rant [Jan. 21st, 2005|10:41 pm]
[Current Mood |crankycranky]
[Current Music |Brown Eyed Girl, Van Morrison]

This I originally began to compose in my DJ. I got halfway through it, and decided it was too pointed and spam-like for it, so I moved it into Notepad, finished it, then copied it in here.

Has anyone else tried to access the link that Lucas gave us? It isn't there, as far as I can tell. And I'm not about to try every possible combination of caps and lowercase for it, especially when he's too lazy to actually update his HTML with "Hi! I've put xyz new item HERE!" links. Gods, the man's an idiot. He expects us to remember his stupid webpage (which none of us do; it's a needlessly complex domain), bookmark it (none of us do, there's no point; he just saves the files in there each time without actually linking to them, so the base website's no use) and contact him if there's a problem (none of us do; we go to Black, instead). *Muttergrumble*

Oh well, I'm in the mood to flame him, so I think I might just do that this time.

Hi, sir, y'know that note that you didn't actually give us, but got handed to a week after it was written saying 'HI! I want to see you last week!', forcing me to come to school on a day when I had completely finished school for the year and had no other reason to turn up, only to discover that you'd left already and I couldn't give you wanted anyway. Yeah, that note. Well, this mythical file you linked us to in it doesn't appear to actually exist. I've tried a number of variation of the filename to try and allow for case sensitiveness, and I'm sick of it! For Gods sake, get over yourself and actively update your HTML. IT ISN'T THAT HARD. I know you feel accomplished with your 'Hello World' in C, but please remember, you seem to intend your website's audience to be us, the students. And you actively request that we check it regularly. This is pointless for us, because there is never new content on the actual webpage. It is always on some obscure sub-document, with no way to get to it except to have access to the exact filename in advance. Sir, this is what LINKS are FOR. They are so people do not make typos while trying to find things on your website. They are so the people who are trying to access your content do not get bored after playing 'Guess the Filename Roulette' for the fifth time and coming up with the cheerfully annoying Geocities 404 page and go away. We don't mind if you put your "These are your new files, children" links on a separate page (wouldn't want to mess up the oh-so-1994 black text on white background with blue links); but for GODS' SAKE, MAKE ONE! Then your website (or, more probably, the sub-site which lists new links) may actually be worth examining on a relatively regular basis. Your excuse "But then I'd have to continually re-code" holds no water. THAT'S THE POINT. Your webpage is updated? You update the coding, so that the website matches the changes. You do NOT let it stagnate. I have done similar things with tasks a fair bit bigger than this one would be, and I'm sure Black has done even more so. Black has almost certainly done things ten times as major, and could probably code a script to do this FOR you in his sleep; but in the usage licence would probably be a requirement that you stop using Geocities. WHY are you on Geocities? There are surely web hosts who, for a similar price tag, could give you an actual domain name. Since I note that the main part of your website is a plug for a weekender cottage you own, wouldn't it send a far better image to anyone considering renting the property to have your own domain name? It would make your website's address main easily recognisable and memorable than a sub-domain, to boot. And it would make life far easier for us peons to use your website. Besides, do you actually GET anyone visiting who have seen your website? The colour scheme hurts MY eyes. I cannot imagine how you, who constantly bombards us with "Don't make me eyeses work" could have such a horrendous freak of design and think you're doing a good thing. Have you LOOKED at it? The green is far too strong to contrast nicely with black, and red should never be written on or with, and blue looks bad enough on white. GODS! It makes my head hurt just thinking about it. Anyway, where was I? Oh yes, updating. I was reading a website yesterday (asktog.com), that listed generally unmentioned design bugs. One of the most interesting was the "Let's you save me some work" bug (http://www.asktog.com/Bughouse/10MostPersistentBugs.html) which seems to actively reflect the problem here. You're saving, what? Half a line of HTML coding? To make every person you ask to view it send ten times as long trying to figure out which random letters you've capitalised. (Oh? You didn't realise web paths were case sensitive? THEY ARE. Deal with it.)

I guess that's about as much vitriol as I can put into an entry without gagging. His website REALLY irks me though. Check it out for yourself:
http://www.geocities.com/oranutang1953/ is the one advertising his holiday home and
http://www.geocities.com/oranutang1953/FSHS is the one we're supposed to bookmark and "Check regularly". HA.

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Just... don't ask. Spam as always. [Nov. 1st, 2004|01:12 pm]
[Current Mood |amusedamused]
[Current Music |Stevie humming the Batman theme]

"I *cannot* be tracked on radar! I'm *supernatural*, I'll live forever and remember it afterwards! I'm a fission reactor, I fart plutonium, power plants are fueled by the spoor of my brow; when they plug *me* in, the lights go out in Hell County! I'm *intense*! I wipe the *Pyramids* off my shoes before I enter *my* house. My infernal seed wilts the Tree of Life, I left my *seed* on the Rock of Ages, *who'll tear flesh with me, who'll spill their juice*? I'm so ugly the Speed of Light can't slow me down and Gravity won't tug at my cuffs! Yes, I can drink more wine and stay soberer than all the alien jews in the Cosmos! Now give me some more of... "

From http://www.elsewhere.org/cgi-bin/brag/ .

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Yay for SDD. [Oct. 27th, 2004|02:15 pm]
[Current Mood |awakeawake]
[Current Music |Lucas ranting about logbooks]

Lucas's silly website:


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This has errors in it, and is in VB 6. [Oct. 10th, 2004|02:15 pm]
[Current Mood |geekygeeky]
[Current Music |Today's the day the teddy bears have their piiinic...]

Nobody need look - it's just me recording it for later use.

Read more...Collapse )

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First half of a commentary on Maria Kozic. [Sep. 6th, 2004|08:39 pm]
[Current Mood |depresseddepressed]
[Current Music |21 and Invincible, Something Corporate]

Dark plastic screwed-up chicks and sensitive guys. Neither fit in. They're the side characters in teen movies, the niche market of the now, the fodder for any talk about being individual. Many end up making art. Cliches, perhaps. Icons for sure. But still there's something there. Some slight sense of difference which makes them have their mid-life crisis way early.

Sensitive guys - the chicks dig them bad. Soft little toys with big lips and foppish hair. They sing like girls. Or like David Bowie. Pop music would be nowhere without sensitive guys. It doesn't matter whether what they do is good or bad. The chicks dig them bad. They want to save them, succour them like little children. They watch them onstage from a distance. Up there, spot-lit, they look like flickering swap cards of collectable dolls.

Flip it. Screwed-up chicks - the guys dig them bad. Jagged little pills with edgy eyes and messed up hair. They don't sing like boys: they sing like banshees. That scream outside: is that someone watching PROM NIGHT or some girl laughing her head off? Perhaps it's a grrrl band rehearsing. The guys dig them bad, the start to go sensitive when the screwed-up chick screws them up. That's the way it goes.

Screwed up chicks and sensitive guys are normal boys and girls turned inside out, their interiors exposed, fiercely oxidising. When guys do this, they start to become chicks. But when chicks do this, they start to become monsters.

It's not because they want to.

From Mambo: Still Life With Franchise, a book about the artists that design Mambo clothing.

Down in Front: The Real Rock 'n' Roll Fantasy (for zu_ausgeflippt) [Jul. 27th, 2004|09:59 pm]
[Current Mood |sleepysleepy]
[Current Music |Bad Reputation, Pulley]

Behold, ye underachieving Internet-surfing cubicle dwellers of corporate America: Your next great workplace distraction awaits. For I have invented it: Fantasy Rock Stars.

Fantasy Rock Stars aims to combine two of society's most debilitating obsessions - celebrity worship and fantasy sports - into one fabulous national pastime. For the unitiated, the latter involves rounding up eight to twelve of your nerdiest friends and "drafting" individual players - be the sport baseball, football, basketball, or, for irony aficionados, NASCAR drivers - until you've got a virtual "team".

After naming said "team" something amusing (such as 2 Live Croutons), you then receive points each week based on the stats those players accrue. You also robustly question your opponents' masculinity - for it is invariably masculinity - via online message boards.

Thus, in Fantasy Rock Stars, instead of touchdowns or home runs, your drafted team of divas, punks, and indie-rock sacred cows racks up points for bone-headed press quotes, sex scandals, unseemly cover songs, violent altercations, and onstage mental breakdowns.

Below is a rough scoring system. Consider it a work in progress designed to halt progress on your actual work, you Sex in the City-watching douchebag.

Divas(Britney, Beyoncé, X-tina, Janet, Avril)
Oversexed magazine cover (10 points)
Subsequent disgust over exploitative nature of said magazine cover (20)
Tryst with backup dancer (50)
Drastic new hairstyle (5)
Ludicrously knuckleheaded political statement (15)
Really bad movie (35)
Breast-augmentation rumours (90)
Publication of obviously ghostwritten novel/memoir (40)
Stalker convicted (20)
Oprah appearance (-15)
Neptunes collaboration (-55)
That-chick-from-4-Non-Blondes collaboration (-60)
"Wardrobe malfunction" (8,000)

Deified, Largely Inactive Old Bands (Led Zeppelin, the Pixies, Joy Division, Gang of Four, the Ramones)
Threaten to reunite (20 points)
Do reunite (100)
Appear in public weighing three times what they did in 1985 (-50)
Member dies (50)
Cash-grab "new" CD/DVD/box set (35)
Car commercial (75)
Hot new band obviously rips them off (15)
Terrible tribute album released (30)
Terrible side project released (40)
Hot actress publicly wears old tour T-shirt (25)
Publication of tell-all biography (10)
Rock critic lamentation that "There will never be another _______" (5)
Sampled by underground hip-hop dudes (55)

Rap Kingpins (50 Cent, Nas, Lil Jon, Jay-Z, Snoop Dogg)
Shot (20 points)
Shoots (40)
Debuts clothing line (-15)
Instigates corny fued (25)
Sucks up to Suge Knight (1)
Disses Suge Knight (5)
Killed by Suge Knight (12,000)
Changes name/persona - aka "The MF Doom" (10)
"Retires" (50)
Criticized by Bill Crosby/presidential candidate/religious leader (75)
Releases duet with new girlfriend (15)
Lousy part in action movie (-25)
Hot new track that is clearly an ad ("Pass the Courvoisier") (-250)

Rock Gods (Springsteen, Thom Yorke, Bono, Jack White, dude from Coldplay, Dave Matthews, Eddie Vedder)
Pontificates at high-profile concert (10 points)
Scores cover of Time/Newsweek (100)
Sexuality openly questioned (5)
Gains sudden political consciousness (35)
Lauded for saving rock/hip-hop/the children/the world (250
Disses George W. Bush (1)
Abrupt conversion to Scientology (175)
Assumes Jesus Christ pose (50)
Has song in shitty romantic movie (-50)
Names kid "Apple" (-600)

Wimpy-Ass Singer-Songwriters (Ryan Adams, Conor Oberst, John Mayer, modern-day Beck)
ODs (100 points)
Writer's block (10)
Reverse writer's block (more than two albums in a year) (20)
Dating actress (35)
Dating Winona(75)
Embarrassing appearance on The O.C. or similar teenage melodrama (30)
Dies romantically (200)
Photographed shirtless (5)
Trashes hotel room (ironic) (-100)
Trashes hotel room (sincere) (1,000)
Compared in print to Nick Drake (5), Jeff Buckley (15), Elliot Smith (20), Gram Parsons (30), Elvis Costello (40), Bob Dylan (50)

Boy Band Outcasts (Nick Lachey, Lance Bass, J.C. Chasez, Ricky Martin, O-Town (all of 'em), NKOTB (all of 'em except Donnie)
Marries (5 points)
Divorces (90)
Awful solo album (10)
Reality TV appearance (60)
Miniscule film role (20)
Opens restaurant (30)
Public arrest for alcohol (5), drugs (30), violence (65), indecent exposure (150)
Shot into space (2,000)

Young Punks (New Found Glory, Sum 41, Blink 182, the Ataris, Something Corporate, MXPX, Thursday, Thrice)
Horrible cover song (10 points)
Lyrical reference to band popular before singer was born (60)
Contrived "bratty" behaviour (2.5)
Releases entire album about singer's ex-girlfriend/boyfriend (20)
Publicly admired by old-guard punk rockers (40)
Publicly insulted by old-guard punk rockers (80)
Plays Warped Tour (0.0025)
Describes material for next album as "harder" (10), "bluesier" (20), "more psychedelic" (40), "acoustic" (80), "experimental" (-50), "electronic" (100), "crunk" (50,000)

Barring typos, that is exactly how that appeared in the East Bay Express, a local rag newspaper I picked up in America.
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Demo to Rix... [Jul. 2nd, 2004|09:57 am]
[Current Music |Black's playing Jerry Springer by Weird Al. Grrr...]

Demo to Rix.


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Chocolate cake recipe, for Wacky (logx) [Jun. 23rd, 2004|07:28 pm]
[Current Mood |okayokay]
[Current Music |Faint, Linkin Park]

2 tablespoons cocoa
1/4 lb butter
1 cup sugar
1/2 cup milk
Few drops vanilla essence
1 cup self raising flour
2 eggs (lightly beaten, if you want)

Preheat the oven to about 180 degrees C.
Put the cocoa in a basin.
Melt the butter, and add to cocoa while hot; stir well.
Add sugar, stir till well mixed.
Add milk and vanilla, stir well.
Sift flour and add, stir well.
Add eggs, and (guess what?) stir well.
Stir well until creamy. DO NOT BEAT.
Line a 23 cm sq tin (or equivalent) with baking paper and put in the mixture.
Bake for about 25-30 minutes on 180 degrees C, or until a skewer comes out clean.
While still warm, ice with chocolate icing and decorate with walnuts.

1 heaped dessert spoon cocoa
Enough boiling water to just melt the cocoa
Enough icing sugar to make a fairly stiff paste

Mix until well combined and then spread over cake.

Your Christmas present of the week, boy.
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(no subject) [Mar. 16th, 2004|09:55 pm]
[Current Mood |accomplishedaccomplished]
[Current Music |Takeoffs and Landings, The Ataris]

Yay. I have a LiveJournal.

Before anyone asks, no, I'm not using this.

I just want some way of cutting down the number of websites I visit at once, and this was the fastest way I could think of.

I have a DeadJournal, Mmaster, which I update pretty close to daily.

Go there. Or just post a comment in this. I don't care much.
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