Sunday  the Eleventh of August, 2002

A frivolous idea for a competition - to see who can make the longest word from a queue of impatient Nethack monsters. Use any Roguelike you like, and send your screenshots to this address. Due to the laughable straightforwardness of forgery in the ASCII medium, there are no prizes, only rounds of sceptical audience applause.
K-SEX: Lesbians From A Different Planet looks a lot like an inexplicable porn remake of K-PAX, but isn't.

K-PAX itself sounds a lot like the name of a west-coast US radio station and, er, is.

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 Friday  the Ninth

"Be-be-be-beep. Be-be-be-beep. Be-be-be-beep."
Upsideclone awakes. An Arm and a Leg - some throwaway early-morning brain dialogue from Raven, with a great ending.
Giant squid news: it's being argued that they now count for more biomass than humanity, thanks to comfy global warming and the fishing-away of their main predators and food-chain peers. A one-per-cent rise in ocean temperature is apparently enough to double the size of juvenile squid.
The creepy, understated Japanese horror Ring is being remade by Hollywood, complete with a slew of fake 'information' web sites and, apparently, copies of the surreal-film-short-that-kills-you being left lying around America as an appropriately viral marketing tactic.

Compare and contrast the slick new trailer against the muted original. The Hollywood version of the film-that-kills-you is also online to destroy the world. [alert from I Love Everything]

 Thursday  the Eighth

"In 'One Song to the Tune of Another' you take the words of one song, that is the one song element of 'One Song to the Tune of Another' and sing them to a tune, that is the tune element of 'One Song to the Tune of Another', which has been taken from another song.

When I said 'song' just then, I did not mean the song in 'One Song to the Tune of Another', I was simply referring to an abstract song for the purposes of clarifying 'One Song to the Tune of Another'."

One Song to the Tune of Another - explained.

 Wednesday  the Seventh

Some mathematicians and programmers managed to deconstruct and complete an 'unfinished' Escher drawing, mapping the texture of the picture down an infinite spiral. The zooming, rotating animation is guaranteed to stretch and snap your mental map.
Live Pulp MP3s from their stint at the Eden Project. Further cheers for the 21st century. [via methylsalicylate]
I had to track a bottle down, this morning, to be sure that I hadn't dreamt it:-
"Bottle exclusively designed for the use of Volvic Natural Mineral Water. Do not refill."
I'd always thought the over-exaggerated brand-selfish warning to be a purely battery-based thing, playing off the electrical god-fearing ignorance of the average punter. ("Only use Brand X batteries in this product! Never mix Brand X batteries with inferior alternatives! If you ever try to recharge a Brand X battery it will explode and kill you!")

But this is good. Maybe the plastic dissolves or catches fire if it comes into contact with a liquid which lacks Volvic's precise trace minerals.

 Tuesday  the Sixth

"I'm in this turn now, tight as I can get it, that helps me hold my altitude and helps me hold my airspeed and everything else all the way round. When I level out, the nose is a little bit high and as I look up there the whole sky is lit up in the prettiest blues and pinks I've ever seen in my life. It was just great."
For Hiroshima Day, the Guardian has a thoroughly chilling interview with the pilot of the Enola Gay, a man who was stolidly doing his job and is still in favour of bombing civilians if it means winning a war.

Hiroshima's current mayor made some comments in America's direction, this morning.

Half Man Half Biscuit performed some new material from their forthcoming album, on some Andy Kershaw programme last week. You can listen to the whole broadcast via the BBC, or effortlessly download some pre-lifted MP3s, rather than faffing around with bootlegs and dodgy tape-to-tape copies which you'll accidentally record over at some point. I love the 21st century.
Tiny remote-controlled toys - small, smaller, smallest, six-legged.
Gravelly 1980s Russian-cliché spam from 'Alexander Borisov': "This is the best resource where you can find out how to steal a credit cards from American jerks."

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Brain children. Recent or noteworthy Web offspring.

Online cliques. Trespassers may be welcome.

In the bookpile. About to read, or currently reading, or meaning to take back to the library.

Incidental music. Ohrwurmen or otherwise.

Other weblogs. The ones I make a point of returning to a lot.

Supporting cast. That have Web pages. In alphabetical order.

Weeks beginning. All having ended.
2002: 05.08 29.07 22.07 15.07 08.07 01.07 24.06 17.06 10.06 03.06 27.05 20.05 13.05 06.05 29.04 22.04 15.04 08.04 01.04 25.03 18.03 11.03 04.03 25.02 18.02 11.02 04.02 28.01 21.01 14.01 07.01

2001: 31.12 24.12 17.12 10.12 03.12 26.11 19.11 12.11 05.11 29.10 22.10 15.10 08.10 01.10 24.09 17.09 10.09 03.09 27.08 20.08 13.08 06.08 30.07 23.07 16.07 09.07 02.07 25.06 18.06 11.06 04.06 28.05 21.05 14.05 07.05 30.04 23.04 16.04 09.04 02.04 26.03 19.03 12.03 05.03 26.02 19.02 12.02 05.02 29.01 22.01 15.01 08.01 01.01

2000: 25.12 18.12 11.12 04.12 27.11 20.11

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