A band called “Necrotic Mutation” has done a cover of my favourite Christmas song, “Ça Bergers”.
And to cleanse your palate, the song the way I’m more used to hearing it.
Holiday-themed WTF
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Still kicking myself, a little
“Name a time, name a place
Chances are I’ve had the means to be there”
I could’ve been at the concert. I ended up not going for a variety of reasons.
Still. I could’ve been there.
The game's afoot
I’m not going to say too much about it yet — I’m still in the opening moments — but it seems that some pretty serious liberties have been taken with the copyright on a poem I had published way back in 1997. I found out about it by accident, from a relative in China, and initially assumed that it was part of the intellectual property piracy that China is, fairly or unfairly, known for.
Nope. Turns out the copyright infringement happened in my own province. In the educational system, no less.
So now I’m looking deeper, and trying to figure out what my next set of steps should be.
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As for tonight, I’m writing, and then I’ll be running, and probably writing a bit more later. I need to find out about late 17th century embalming practices — did they use camphor, for instance? — and funeral rites. Any suggestions?
Interesting, to say the least
I got a new watch from my wife for my birthday last month. It’s a great watch, and I like it rather a lot.
Today on my lunch break, for no other reason than “because I’m a nerd”, I punched my watch’s serial number into Google, expecting to find — I don’t know, maybe its incept date*. Nothing much, anyways.
Instead, I found a US Marshal forfeiture auction listing that included my watch.
That’s it in the bottom middle of the lot.
The things you learn.
[update] Apparently, the auction company in question “sells all the jewelry[etc.] seized and forfeited nationally for the U.S. Marshals Service.” So… do I have a drug dealer’s watch? Was it seized in a tax forteiture? The rather shallow mystery deepens a very little bit.
[2nd update] As it turns out, there’s no mystery here. What I took to be a unique serial number was apparently in fact a global product number. So it wasn’t my watch in the property auction; just a watch just like mine.
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* See, there’s that nerd thing creeping in again.
Profoundly [something]
…where [something] is either awesome or disturbing.
Awesturbing?
Maybe there just aren’t words yet for what this is. Maybe the cake-maker has transcended the capacity of the English language.
A blast from the past
…in more ways than one.
When I was in University, there was a girl I knew that had a book called 10,000 Dreams Interpreted*. She pointed one out to me, and it became my favourite dream ever:
To see a horse in human flesh, descending on a hammock through the air, and as it nears your house is metamorphosed into a man, and he approaches your door and throws something at you which seems to be rubber but turns into great bees, denotes miscarriage of hopes and useless endeavors to regain lost valuables. To see animals in human flesh, signifies great advancement to the dreamer, and new friends will be made by modest wearing of well-earned honors. If the human flesh appears diseased or freckled, the miscarriage of well-laid plans is denoted.
– source
Little did I know — until today — that that book was first published in 1901, and that dream’s been haunting peoples’ minds ever since then.
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* Or something to that effect. Come on, this was 15+ years ago. Sometimes I have a hard time remembering where I put the cordless phone ten minutes ago.**
** Until it rings.
Wait, what?
"Grand Design" Spiral Galaxy M81
From TopTechWriter.US‘s Flickr photostream.
Via a cow-orker: Our world* may be a giant hologram.
“…[Y]ou can think of the universe as a sphere whose outer surface is papered in Planck length-sized squares, each containing one bit of information.”
Well, maybe you can. I can’t. Not yet, anyways.
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* If by “world” we mean “Universe”.
A blast from the past
Man, I haven’t heard this song in years. It’s called “Don’t Call Me Dude”, and it’s by the now-defunct Scatterbrain.
On and off my meds
Days I’ve been hiccuping: 9.
I had my wisdom teeth removed on May 10th; since then I’ve had on-and-off bouts of hiccuping lasting, oh, three or four hours at a stretch. It’s really quite distressing. Okay, it’s !@#$ing irritating. You wormed it out of me.
I’ve been to two doctors about it. The first one suggested a low dosage of Haldol, which is an anti-psychotic (really). That didn’t seem to make a whit of difference, though, and so the next one prescribed something else, a muscle relaxant used to treat multiple scelrosis patients. He also prescribed a tiger-striped antibiotic for what appears to be an infection that’s got my right cheek puffed out almost comically. (Well, others might find it comical. Since it’s also tender, I’m a little less amused by it.)
So here’s hoping that the new drug stops my hiccuping. It’s had some effect already; right now I’m hiccuping, but for an hour or so while I played Lego Star Wars earlier today, I was fine.
"I'm there right now"
Warning: Freaky spooky content ahead. Don’t click unless you like the heebie-jeebies (or the jibblies, if you’re a Strong Bad fan).
Today, on YouTube, I discovered two of the eeriest moments committed to celluloid, and they’re both from David Lynch films.
Chronologically first, here’s a snip from Lost Highway:
I have the soundtrack to this film. The song that brackets the clip is titled “Something Wicked This Way Comes”, IIRC.
Aaaaaaaaaaand after that bit of spookiness, this one should seem downright normal. From Mulholland Dr.:
The singer is named Rebekah Del Rio, and there’s quite the story behind that song and its appearance in Mulholland Dr.
These two clips have something in common: When I saw the respective films that they come from, each one was the one piece that stuck with me the most. Both had that spooky quality that just embedded them in my mind.