Saturday, November 19, 2005


Over the next few days, I plan on archiving all my old posts from all my other blogs into this one, so people don't have to go jumping all over the place.

Oh, also, note, new layout. :) Much more "me" I think.

Friday, November 18, 2005

Hail Caeser

All hail....caeser.... ba na na nu na. Mmmm. Just sitting here and grooving to "Hail Caeser" off AC/DC's "Ball Breaker" album. Mmmm. Good shit.

Mmmm... So I was writing this little thing last night that I don't think I meant to write. It just sorta happened. It's really weird. Some weird little half assed story about a traveler or...something. Ya know what, I'm not really sure what it's about. But it's weird, I can guarantee that much.

Maybe I'll post it later.

In other news, Katie isn't feeling well. Joey is here. Katie was Joey's English teacher today. Joey's upstairs playing guitar. It snowed last night. I feel like shit still. Going to the doctor next week, if I don't wonderously improve this weekend.

Uhm, and yeah, I think that's about it.

Thursday, November 17, 2005

Wordly Events

There's all sorts of interesting events happening in the world.

They just opened free trade across the Asian Pacific. This can be a very good thing. The meetings that are being held right now, are leading the way to the WTO meetings in Hong Kong next month. Leaders including: President Bush, Russian President Putin, Chinese President Hu Jintao, Japanese Prime Minister Junichiro Koizumi, and Mexican President Vicente Fox have all expressed in their own words that they will promote free trade, but express concern regarding the bird flu and terrorism.

While this is all being discused in Asia, this is going on in Latin America: Former Guatemalan President Alfonso Portillo posted bond in Mexico to avoid being detained on an extradition request from Guatemala, where he is sought on corruption charges, prosecutors said on Thursday.

U.S. President George W. Bush, right, meets with Association of Southeast Asian Nations (ASEAN) leaders on the sidelines of the Asia-Pacific Economic Cooperation (APEC) forum in Busan, South Korea, Friday, Nov. 18, 2005. Pictured from left to right:Vietnam's President Tran Duc Luong, Singapore's Prime Minister Lee Hsien Loong, Malaysia's Prime Minister Abdullah Ahmad Badawi, Brunei's Sultan Hassanal Bolkiah and Bush. (AP Photo/Charles Dharapak)

Now, is it just me, or does the US President look generally retarded?

Skull fragments believed to belong to Beethoven surface in California

Associated Press Writer

SAN FRANCISCO (AP) - The great-great nephew of an Austrian doctor who acquired several fragments of what was thought to be Ludwig van Beethoven's skull in 1863 said Thursday that recently completed tests show a high likelihood that the bones he inherited 15 years ago belonged to the great composer.

Paul Kaufmann, a Danville, California businessman, made the announcement at the Center for Beethoven Studies at San Jose State University, which since 1999 has helped coordinate forensic testing to both authenticate the identity of the bone fragments and determine what killed Beethoven at age 56.

The Center for Beethoven Studies already owned a lock of the composer's hair, which showed that the composer suffered from lead poisoning among other ailments when he died. One of Kaufmann's fragments, submitted for heavy metals testing at Argonne National Laboratory, showed similarly high levels of lead as the hair, Kaufmann said.

Kaufmann, 68, said he only found out in 1986 during a visit with his aging uncle in France that some of Beethoven's remains had been passed down through his family for generations. At the time, he was skeptical.

"I never saw them, and frankly I didn't put much stock in that," he said.

The fragments two large pieces and 11 smaller ones passed on to him after his uncle's death in 1990. They were contained in a pear-shaped metal box etched with the name "Beethoven" on top. Kaufmann started working with the Center for Beethoven Studies after a writer researching a book on Beethoven tracked him down in Danville.

"Our major focus, frankly, was to validate that these were in fact Beethoven's skull fragments," he said.

The largest two skull fragments, both from the back of a skull, are on permanent loan to the scholarly center. Director William Meredith called the discovery a major event both for classical music lovers and scientists, since the cause of Beethoven's death has been under for speculation since he died in 1827.

"It puts you in the physical presence of Beethoven's body, and if Beethoven's music means a great deal to you, that is a very powerful thing and has a lot of meaning," Meredith said. "Whenever I see the bones, they make me mute. It's such a profound thing."

DNA tests on the hair and bone samples that could definitely determine that the fragments belonged to Beethoven is currently underway, Meredith said.


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Wednesday, November 16, 2005

a lost writing

Rain is softly falling from the starless night sky, and a mist has formed over the gothic foot bridge crossing the Vltava river. On the other side of the bridge, a slight ways in the distance, lies Baracnicka Rychta. To the east lingers Old Town. I know this, but it's hard to make out in the mist of a rainy autumn's eve. Walking slowly along the cobblestone road, there's a single light coming from the building...the dim red burning of a cigarette.

Tonight she decided to just go home.

Home is a crumbling baroque building on Nerudova Ulice - the same house in which Jan Neruda penned "Tales of the Little Quarter." Home is located in the middle of Mala Strana, clustering nicely around the base of Prague Castle. Many visitors have come knocking on doors in the area. More than enough have come knocking in the dead of night when everybody should be sleeping, and dreaming comforting dreams.

The neighborhood is relativly nice, but the neighbors are another matter all together. Walking along the street, you can hear the crack addicts fighting over who gets the last hit, and the average neighboorhood prostitute yelling that she doesn't get nearly enough dick because these two fucks are too busy filling their blood with crack.

Melty, Melty Young Obi-Wan

Once upon a time there lived a king. The king had a beautiful daughter,

But there was a problem. Everything the princess touched would melt.
No matter what. Metal, wood, stone, anything she touched would melt.

Because of this, men were afraid of her. Nobody would dare marry her.

The king despaired. What could he do to help his daughter?

He consulted his wizards and magicians. One wizard told the king,

"If your daughter touches one thing that does not melt in her hands,
she will be cured."

The king was overjoyed and came up with a plan.

The next day, he held a competition. Any man that could bring his
daughter an object that would not melt would marry her and inherit the
king's wealth.


The first brought a sword of the finest steel. But alas, when the princess
touched it, it melted. The prince went away sadly.

The second prince brought diamonds. He thought diamonds are the hardest
substance in the world and would
not melt. But alas, once the princess touched them, they melted.

He too was sent away disappointed.


The third prince approached. He told the princess,
"Put your hand in my pocket and feel what is in there."

The princess did as she was told, though she turned red.

She felt something hard. She held it in her hand. And it did not melt!!!

The king was overjoyed. Everybody in the kingdom was overjoyed.

And the third prince married the princess and they both lived happily
ever after.

Question: What was in the prince's pants?
(Scroll down for the answer)

M&M's of course.

They melt in your mouth, not in your hand.


Test results


I got my test results back.

I'm....I'm stunned, really. I'm just....I'm just blown away. I...

I don't know how to react.

Uhm, basically, here's how it sits.

My test results.... uhm, yeah. They're positive..... :-/

Tuesday, November 15, 2005

word association

If anybody is up for a fun game of word association, drop me a line @ SquishedLizard on AIM. Or, if you live in my house, just poke me in the shoulder or something.

Knock, Knock. Who's there?

So we got to talking about Knock Knock Jokes, and the suggestion came up that the right punishment for telling a knock knock joke would be to get whatever the subject of the joke was rammed up your ass a week and 3 days later. For instance, you tell those horrible jokes about the bananas. 5 knock knock jokes about bananas in a row, and then one about an orange. A week and 3 days later, you'll be shitting out a smoothie.

Knock Knock
Who's there?

"Naw Bobby, don't go on with that one. That's gonna hurt."
"Hey, Where's Bobby? We haven't seen him in about a week..."
"Well he told this knock knock joke a few days ago, and now he's at K-Mart"
"At K-Mart?"
"More like...around....K-mart. We suspect it's the Arkansas know, that there big un."

Sunday, November 13, 2005


Turns out crazy psycho roomate of mine was just amplifying the alien signals. :-D