What you see is what you hear:
(The site doesn’t state whether the software is Windows or Mac, so it’s probably Windows-only.)
You wouldn’t happen to have a spare $8,468 (plus shipping) on hand, would you?
Trivia that matter
What you see is what you hear:
(The site doesn’t state whether the software is Windows or Mac, so it’s probably Windows-only.)
You wouldn’t happen to have a spare $8,468 (plus shipping) on hand, would you?
Thank you, I think, Josh and Professor Mondo, for giving me the “Liebster Award.” Twice. It’s a great honor and all that. It’s also a fair amount of work. I’ll try not to groan too loudly as I comply with the terms.
This award has been floating around the internet for several years, and the rules have mutated over time. These are what I’m going by today:
The Quasi-Official Rules of the Liebster Award
If you have been nominated for The Liebster Award AND YOU CHOOSE TO ACCEPT IT, write a blog post about the Liebster award in which you:
1. thank the person who nominated you, and post a link to their blog on your blog.
2. display the award on your blog — by including it in your post and/or displaying it using a “widget” or a “gadget”. (Note that the best way to do this is to save the image to your own computer and then upload it to your blog post.)
3. answer 11 questions about yourself, which will be provided to you by the person who nominated you.
4. provide 11 random facts about yourself.
5. nominate 5 – 11 blogs that you feel deserve the award, who have a less than 1000 followers. (Note that you can always ask the blog owner this since not all blogs display a widget that lets the readers know this information!)
6. create a new list of questions for the blogger to answer.
7. list these rules in your post (You can copy and paste from here.) Once you have written and published it, you then have to:
8. Inform the people/blogs that you nominated that they have been nominated for the Liebster award and provide a link for them to your post so that they can learn about it (they might not have ever heard of it!)
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Eleven noteworthy facts about myself that I haven’t mentioned before? This might be difficult.
Continue reading ““I lieb’ ya, I lieb’ ya, baby, I lieb’ ya. Now lieb’ me alone””
I found this discussion of the War Powers Resolution difficult to follow. I wondered if the arguments might be easier to understand if they were sung to the melody of “The Primrose Polka.”
Nope.
The lyrics can be found here. (I substituted “cuckoo clock” for a word I prefer not to use.)
Please note that this is not a good example of what Miku English is capable of. I picked a lively tune with many notes so I could get a lot of words in, and exaggerated the “clearness” and “brightness” of the voices. Fewer, longer notes, individually edited, would have sounded much better.
Lately when I’m in the mood for loud, fast and not overly intellectual music, I listen to Onmyouza, a well-dressed “yokai” metal band. Here’s “組曲「鬼子母神」〜鬼拵ノ唄,” transliterated by Google as “Kumikyoku ‘kishimojin’ — oni Koshirae no uta.”
One of the advantages of listening to music in languages you don’t know is that you can pretend that the words are literate and worth hearing. I foolishly became curious about Onmyouza’s lyrics and looked for translations. I found a video with subtitles of one of their other pieces, and I kinda wish I hadn’t. If you understand what the song above is about, please don’t tell me.
I’m not following any current show. ((I’ll get to Ping Pong eventually, but I’m not in a Yuasa mood right now.)) Instead, I’ve been watching old favorites such as Mouretsu Pirates and Jubei-chan: Secret of the Lovely Eyepatch. Sometimes you just want to spend time with old friends.
A couple of commencement addresses:
I’m trying to convince myself that I can get along perfectly well with an extension tube and I don’t really need a macro lens. Well, maybe.
Here’s an old coloring book that might have been lying around Yukari Akiyama‘s house.
(Via Borepatch.)
The hybrid wichuriana “Dr. Huey” is the most commonly-used rootstock for propagation of roses by bud grafting. When gardeners are careless about removing suckers, the understock will take over. The result is a brilliant but brief display of bright red blossoms at the beginning of the rose season. This example was blooming in a Wichita garden in mid-May, but you can find them everywhere grafted roses are grown.
I was not aware of how severe Wilson’s disabilities were:
If Woodrow Wilson’s brain had suffered no further damage, the history of the following decades could have been very different. For Wilson in 1916 wanted Germany defeated but not crushed; he wanted Germany to be a viable member of the proposed League of Nations. He was convinced that a dictated peace [“… ]would be accepted in humiliation, under duress, at an intolerable sacrifice, and that would leave a sting, a resentment, a bitter memory upon which the terms of peace would rest, not permanently, but only as upon quicksand.” The overthrow of the Kaiser in 1918 and his replacement by a democratic government raised Wilson’s hopes for rehabilitating Germany. At the 1919 peace conference in Paris, he argued against French efforts to try the ex-Kaiser and to exact punitive reparations.
But then President Wilson suddenly took ill during the conference: he had vomiting, high fever, and the other signs of having caught the influenza which was sweeping Europe and later much of the world. It turned out that the virus had affected his respiratory system, heart, brain, and prostate. Indeed, judging from some of the mental symptoms (his top aide noted that, just overnight, Wilson’s personality changed), Wilson may have suffered another stroke at this time or, as Dr. Weinstein suggests, have also caught the frequently associated virus of encephalitis lethargica (this is the virus whose victims often developed Parkinson’s disease years later, Oliver Sacks wrote about them in Awakenings).
Even before the influenza attack, his obsession with secrecy was pronounced: none of the other American peace commissioners were privy to President Wilson’s thinking. Bedridden, Wilson became obsessed with being overheard, with guarding his papers. In addition to the paranoia, he became euphoric and almost manic at times following the bedridden phase of the illness. He even became socially outgoing in ways quite uncharacteristic of the normally reticent Wilson.
But most striking was Wilson’s change in attitude toward the Germans: now he himself proposed that the former Emperor be tried. Whereas he had previously insisted that the German delegates be granted full diplomatic privileges at the conference, now he was contemptuous of them. Herbert Hoover, who was there, noted the change in Wilson’s behavior: before the influenza, Wilson was willing to listen to advice, was incisive, quick to grasp essentials and unhesitating in his conclusions. Afterward, he had lapses in memory, he groped for ideas, he was obsessed with “precedents.”
(Via Classical Values.)
A message from Steven:
For anyone curious, the mu.nu/mee.nu server had a hardware failure. The RAID controller died. Pixy is on the case, so it’s just a matter of how long before SoftLayer can find a spare and swap it in.
(This was stuck in the spam queue of the previous post for no good reason.)
Update: mee.nu is back, though at the moment the only pictures at Chizumatic are the header images.
For those who wonder just who the legendary Pixy Misa is, here’s a recent photo of the magical girl from Down Under:
Update II: While looking up the background of the phrase “Down Under,” I came across yet another damned case of copyright insanity.
Memo to the yellow press: Yellowstone is not going to go boom soon.
Yellowstone is for all points and purposes no longer a volcano. End of discussion.
If it’s apocalyptic scenarios you want, look into Campi Flegrei on the other side of Naples. Or the Aira caldera, where Sakurajima puffs merrily away. Or the Philippines’ Bulkang Mayon. There are plenty of better candidates than Yellowstone.
… and the third:
The first was inevitably the ubiquitous Dr. Huey.
1. Memo to a lawn-care company: 7 a.m. is too damned early to run a lawnmower outside my window.
2. Anime is low priority right now, but it is worth mentioning that The Comic Artist and His Assistants set the record for the most quickly dropped series ever: 50 seconds, and it was that long only because my hand wasn’t right on the mouse.
(Via Borepatch.)
When it comes to copyright law, a simple recitation of facts beats the sharpest satire hands down.
Bergamot, indeed.
I’m feeling a bit draggy this morning. Maybe some Roy Clark will help.
I’ve got the rest of my Figments & Filaments pictures up. They’re all here. Squid Girl, above, was the only anime cosplayer I spotted.
Now back to making silly noises.