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Thu, 20 Jul 2006 13:26:50 -0700

t h e - o n e - w e - w a n t - b a c k

In her own woids...

I've decided to reactivate this temporarily dormant account in order to express my disdain for politically insensitive, not to mention extremely distateful avatars flaunted by several SUers on Stumbleupon.

Following the Lebanon/Israeli conflict, it seems no coincidence the amount of avatars reinforcing th Israeli/American alliance has significantly increased. Some have even taken it a step further by including animated gifs of the aforementioned flags with the slogan "the axis of good" written underneath. The intention of these avatars/gifs is obvious, and so its needless for me to elaborate any further.

And so, considering it's four in the morning and I'm NOT prepared to start ranting away with this already too-long notice - I'm signing off.

But I do hope this place realises that tolerance, and consideration for others wins over close-mindedness and extremism, because I can only see it getting worse if people fail to recognise this.

And anyway - why is political stance taken so seriously in the first place? There is a big difference between a keen interest in the subject - to regarding it as the only thing proving your identity and self-worth. I think it's unhealthy, obviously, and also because it causes terrible friction with people who may hold different views - but course: this is exactly what you want.

- making this rant completely pointless.

Bradleys blog - StumbleUpon

Fri, 14 Jul 2006 12:30:21 -0700

B r a d l e y
It was a dark and stormy night, or was it. this bradley is not a tank. Sometimes it was hard to tell, it rained, it rain-dead. this bradley is not a tank. Did I belong here? Did I belong anywhere? this bradley is not a tank.
Those were questions I was just going to have to find the answers to I guess.

It was a dark and stormy night. Or was it? this bradley is not a tank. The seventh seal had been broken.
The Seventh? Already? Time flew when we were having fun. Seems only yesterday we were slamming tequila. Tequila? Tequila! this bradley is not a tank.
In old Barcelona. It was time. this bradley is not a tank.

Time for what? Who knew?

Just time. this bradley is not a tank.

This Bradley Arrested Nicolas Fouquet.

DLAFs blog - StumbleUpon

Fri, 07 Jul 2006 16:48:21 -0700

D L A F

A Selection of Popular Phrases with Certain Words Replaced With 'DLAF' in the Manner of Search Engine Spam.

YOUR

Bargain!

Welcome to StumbleUpon

Fri, 23 Jun 2006 03:48:41 -0700

B g S p u r

(an artist's impression of what one might look like)

fa fa fa fa fa fa fa fa far better run run run away!

SU: GDMFrealitycheck

Thu, 27 Apr 2006 16:42:54 -0700

The G o s h D a r n M o o F i d d l e d y d e e group

normally I wouldn't sink so low as to review a SU group, after all most of them are full of complete queebles professing mettantology, or worse!

Fibeelism!

Crystal?

Crystals!

(picture shows typical group member on Crystal Appreciation Night)

And then we have ice cream for afters, and we all melt into purple and fall off the bridge! sometimes sideways!

could you warrant it!

madfuzzymes favorites - StumbleUpon

Mon, 03 Apr 2006 15:54:31 -0700

m a d f u z z y m e

My partner in crime of the most insane and utterly twisted kind, the sort that makes grown men blanche and feel the need to sing rousing sea shanties just thinking of it...

What crime is this you ask?

Which is so heinous?

Well dear reader, come a little closer, let me whisper it to you. What is that you say, the tarpaulin on the floor? Why that is nothing! just there to protect the carpet when I polka-dot the ceiling later. And the hatchet? I was merely cutting kindling earlier. Come close, close, no need to fear, fear is the mind killer: fear not fear, come hither hither, come hither, come here!

And the crime, well it is that of Writing! **

Ah, I see you recoil! At once both disgusted and shocked beyond measure, but still, but still... Perhaps a little curious?

Perhaps wondering what type it is who falls slave and mistress and master to such black arts and artifices, who it is would dare concoct the bitter or joyous spells of words to twist the hearts and minds of men, women, children?

Who it is, would abandon the purity of truth, taking a little of it only to mix with the lies that are called fiction.

Well, I shan't be so immodest as to speak to what nature of being I may be.

But, madfuzzyme, she is a wordwitch of the highest order, knowing their inner order, taking them, making them. Dance (dance, Dance, DANCE!!) skyclad beneath a moon so full that even the holiest of saints would turn to the most sordid and unsanctified of pervesrsities by its otherworldly light.

She also knows a great many gods by their first names, the Delphic edition of the Who's Who is worth every penny so I hear.

Currently she is working as creative menu director at the La Coquina restaurant in Orlando, deciding and orchestrating their weekly themes and the best dishes to complement. If you are ever there then you should definitely go for the 'madfuzzyme' special, her trademark 3 course meal, known only to regulars and a privileged few. I shan't give away too much, but let's just say that, oysters and red wine are only the warm up act... If you take a date don't forget to mention the magic phrase "Soy absolutamente tonto" to get the special with all the 'trimmings' ;)

Of course you will have to be fast, after being spotted by a talent scout playing the role of Dominatrix Whipping Robot in the Goolies with Excellent Supercilious Sneer in the Kurt Vonnegut rewrite for theatre of Leopold Ritter von Sacher-Masoch's Venus in Furs She has now been offered a leading role in Disneyland's latest feature attraction, to open side by side with the film it draws from: Mistress Snow Weiss and the Seven Submissives. a film they had long had in the making and only felt safe to release after the movie Secretary had sufficiently sanitised, made safe, and subsumed into modern avant-pop suburban culture via the means of romantic comedy genre (the velvet fist of sytemic socialist capitalism, would we even have an internet if not for meg ryan? I think not!) movie the whole beady essem trip.

However I digress, madfuzzyme is far more than her future parent corporation. And the fact that she is currently blogging from the Betty Ford ~~clinic~~ holiday break center, due to the whole coke thing shouldn't put you off reading her blog. It's a momentary setback, same old story, too much too soon. Twice all america world champion menu setter before she was even 18. (bah hit the word limit!)

** The writing in question

pic from here

Nooras blog - StumbleUpon

Sat, 01 Apr 2006 13:39:13 -0800

N o o r a

Puts the "Oo!" in SU.

Durgas blog - StumbleUpon

Mon, 27 Mar 2006 09:55:46 -0800

D u r g a

Ok.
Actually that last one isn't strictly speaking true. Although speaking on a metaphysical level, haven't we all at some point in our lives suffered the tragedy that is ornamental piscine nipple-ectomy?
Well; probably not.
Stopping here anyway, since:

But mostly,

I GET TO PLAY WITH THE CUTLERY!!

woohoo!

missas favorite websites - StumbleUpon

Sun, 25 Dec 2005 14:12:24 -0800

m i s s a

Weeeeeeeel funny you should mention it, but before you read any book on social networks as a speciality then really Albert-L�szl� Barab�s's Linked is an essential starting point!

From there of course Clay Shirky is the classic.

http://www.shirky.com/

His "Power Laws, Weblogs, and Inequality" always has me in stitches, "The Cable Internet Industry is an Over-hyped Meltdown Waiting to Happen" in a coma!

Don't worry, I have heard of LilPoot, mighty are the battles we have shared, many the cities we have destroyed in our wrath, long and hard the campaigns of war! But still I respect her as a true and honerable foe, even if she does smell a bit funny.

Oh hang on though, LilPoot?

Bah, silly me, I thought you said diabollette (daughter of satan)!

sheesh!

rumdoodles blog - StumbleUpon

Sun, 25 Dec 2005 13:49:31 -0800

r u m d o o d l e

Once upon a time ago, but not very far away I used to drink rum, course I wasn't quite yet in my teens at that time so I didn't know better, red rum for preference, how I used to despise white rum drinkers!

Used to be I would doodle as well, one time during an important exam I was doodling a ship, maritime themes being rather a favourite at that time, and this teacher (playing adjudicator) for the day walked past and informed me that that would be the ship that sank me. He was rather noted for his cheap-shot sarcasm and ascerbic wit, it would be easy to write him off as playing the supercilious pseudo-intellectual big man in a small town school, but actually I suspect his jibes (viciously and personally barbed as they were) came from a real desire to goad students to to better, to struggle out of their inadequacies... just like many (all??) of us, life had never equipped him with the proper skills and circumstances to properly fulfill that oh-so-frustrated! need to do some good, to help, to...

But ya know that wasn't the boat that sank me, academically sank that is, which is what he meant of course; in the end it was the rum. And by rum I do rather mean snakebite (pints bought 4 at a time, I've always been terrified of running out) and southern comfort. A brief moment to say "yes yes; I know," rather aesthetically tasteless drinks, nowadays I drink the far more adult combination of cheap lager washed down with hopes and dreams of youth deliquesced into some strange bitter vitriol with the bite of aniseed and the salty aftertaste of tears...

I realise that I am talking more about myself than rumdoodle, damn you to hell most free-associating of brains!

He seems like a lovely guy, and he seems to be having a lovely time of things, living the wild outdoor life. With loads of auroras I imagine,.

God how I love auroras!

WAHHHHHHHH!