Posts Tagged ‘is dan on crack’

I know where Obama got “Yes, we can” from.

Seinfeld, season 8, episode 1. Kramer says, “I looked inside myself and found that part of my spirit that said, ‘Yes, I can!’ And now I dominate the dojo!”

Obama, you see, is dominating his dojo. Like Kramer and his karate, he has found that, yes, he can.

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Way to go, Planet Ubuntu.

I get a hundred posts to read, thinking, “Wonderful! A hundred insightful posts about Ubuntu!”

Instead, I get to see how many times y’all typed “sudo” in terminal. Huzzah! My revenge? I’m going to post mine.

$ history | awk ‘{a[$2]++ } END{for(i in a){print a[i] ” ” i}}’|sort -rn|head
144 cd
140 ls
105 sudo
20 rdiff-backup
16 rm
10 uname
8 man
8 cp
5 exit
5 crontab

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I’m a freak.

I have a bin of paper clips on my desk. In this bin there are five different colours of paper clips. There was a divider at one time separating all the colours, a divider that has since disappeared . (As a side note, I’m pretty sure my office is infested with gnomes. And not the open-source kind, either.)

This morning I mixed all the colours together; I had begun hesitating before choosing, simply because there were discrete groups. So I lowered the selection threshold by distributing the colours at least somewhat randomly.

There you have it. I’m a freak. Wait, I just blogged this. I’m a huge freak.

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I am going to post this on our servers.

Alles touristen und non-technischen looken peepers! Das machinkontrol is nicht for gefengerpoken und mittengrabben. Oderwise is easy schnappen der springenverk, blowenfus, undpoppencorken mit spitzensparken. Der machine is diggen by experten only. Is nicht fur geverken by das dumpkopfen. Das rubber necken sightseenen keepen das cotton-picken hands in das pockets. So relaxen, und vatchen das blinkenlights.

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My keyboard is clean!

Inspired by the this webcomic, I cleaned out my keyboard (with highly compressed air, thanks to working at a manufacturing company). I didn’t think I’d actually notice a change, but darn, this thing is quiet again! How is that possible, you wonder; if I had video to show some of the stuff flying out of this thing, you’d understand why.

I don’t think I really want to continue this post, thought. That means I’d have to touch this keyboard even longer.

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What do you get when you cross-polinate awesome and awesomer?

You get Mozilla Thunderbird saying “Oh! GREAT ODIN’S RAVEN!” every time an email comes in.

Thank you, internets.

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A note to Scout…

I’m going to open a can of TLC on you.

dan (so very ghetto)

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I have made a new word.

Shrobbles (noun): an amount larger that words can express. Used only in rare cases.

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They call this “rambling”, but I hate that word passionately.

Watched Gone in Sixty Seconds with Gus and Nick. The actress — I forget her name — is there for eyecandy only: she serves no purpose in the film. Annoying. On the QEW Toronto I saw a VW Golf sitting ass-forward on the shoulder, front crunched in like it had a piano dropped on it. A couple cop cars, lights on. The whole highway stopped to look, but at that point it was light traffic; the delay was momentary. Later, on the 403 Toronto, I was nearly rear-ended, a combination of three complete idiots doing 100 kph across all three lanes and an even more complete idiot behind me going at least 160, a person who didn’t seem to understand that driving a Sunfire that fast requires twitch-like reflexes. The lady that served me at Tim Hortons was far too cheerful for that time of night; why do they get the B-52 and I just get regular coffee? Operating a franchise restaurant must be at least as dangerous as driving a car. Listened to Mae’s Embers and Envelopes, the Pipettes’ selftitled disc, The Postal Service, Bright Eyes’ I’m Wide Awake, It’s Morning, and just a very little Death Cab for Cutie. Just revewed this paragraph. It’s very long.

I’m contemplating making up one of those viral surveys that goes around the blogosphere every once in a while. Of course, I haven’t the faintest hope of it actually being viral: you know me, with the hard questions and long answers.

J.D. at the end of season 4 (I think). Interesting situation he finds himself in.

Have you ever taken a moment to celebrate the women in your life? You should. So should I. They’re wonderful… well, not quite people, you know, but… something. Creatures. Okay, you may hit me with your rolling pins for saying that. Digging myself out of a hole doen’t work? What?

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A few facts about me.

  1. The Vikings believed that the Northern lights were caused by Daniel Josph Xhan as he rode out to collect warriors slain in battle!
  2. Daniel Josph Xhan can run sixty-five kilometres an hour - that’s really fast!
  3. The international dialling code for Daniel Josph Xhan is 672!
  4. Daniel Josph Xhan is 984 feet tall!
  5. Daniel Josph Xhan has four noses.
  6. There are now more than 4000 satellites orbiting Daniel Josph Xhan.
  7. Daniel Josph Xhan can give birth ten days after being born, and is born pregnant.
  8. During World War II, Americans tried to train Daniel Josph Xhan to drop bombs!
  9. You would have to dig through four thousand kilometres of Daniel Josph Xhan to reach the earth’s core.
  10. The first American zoo was built in 1794, and contained only Daniel Josph Xhan!
  11. Courtesy of The Surrealist

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