Δαφνη Ευτυχια Αρθουρος

I spent most of Sunday trying to pretend I didn't need downtime to recover from Pirate Feast on Saturday, and failing. I did watch -- and enjoy -- the Super Bowl. I never pay attention to the halftime show, so I missed the OH MY GOD A FEW SQUARE INCHES OF SKIN ON HER DARE WE SPEAK THE WORD BREAST GOT EXPOSED AND THE WORLD IS ENDING moment until it was pointed out in friends' journals later. Yeah yeah whatever whatever. Cute piercing jewelry though.

Monday I got up really late (as evidenced by the timestamp on my Groundhog Day entry), feeling better but still a long way from all here. My phone was next to me on the bed, and I picked it up to take with me when I got up. A few hours later I realized I had no clue what room I'd left it in, and it's not in any of the usual obvious places. In another six hours or so it'll start beeping to remind me about street-cleaning hours (the freezing precipitation on its way here will keep the street cleaner away, but as I've mentioned before, it might not keep the ticket-writer at bay) so unless I dropped it someplace where it's terribly muffled, I should be able to find it then. (I'll have to walk around the house listening -- it's not very loud. I keep the ringer on maximum volume except when it needs to be completely silent, and I often can't hear it from one or two rooms away.)

So I know aproximately when I'll find it, but if anybody called me earlier, I didn't hear the ring.

My sleep schedule is off again. I'm about to crash now. At some point I should write about Pirate Feast, how good it was to see people I see too seldom, how impressive silmaril's sight-reading is, how anniemal and I performing in two different groups limited the time we could hang out, how the food was good as usual ... or I can let this paragraph count as a lame-ass event report.

"The discussion of penis size is not in and of itself sufficiently unequivocally a sexual matter that it can be said to be in breach of the code." -- Canadian Broadcast Standards Council response to a complaint about a song. (Link courtesy of coraline.)

• How to start a fire using only a soda can and a chocolate bar -- toothpaste I might have guessed, but chocolate surprised me.
• The 101 Dumbest Moments in Business for 2003, according to < i>Business 2.0
• A positively geekalicious thread in moominmolly's journal. Must read in a graphical browser; the user-icons matter.
• Lord of the Peeps. Yes, what it sounds like. "Bilbo Baggins! You don't look a day nearer your sell-by date!"
• Faulty intelligence led United States into war ... in 1898, 1917, 1964, 1983 ...
• The Annotated Pratchett File (thanks to silmaril), Discworld, Good Omens, etc. ... lots and lots of information here. Way too much for me to spend any more time looking at today, for there are things I must do and this will suck me in if I gaze upon it longer.
• (I was sure I'd read something about this before ...) Gibson unveils digital guitar and plans to start shipping them in April. Instead of a quarter-in phone plug, it's got an Ethernet cable.
• The McNoot ("My Church Needs One Of Those") award competition for church-related products. In the running is a karaoke-hymn machine. (It occurs to me that the ideas presented can sound terribly silly or terribly clever depending on whether one is thinking of how unusual they are or the odd juxtaposition of solemnity and gadgetry, or filling a need. It's probably worth noting that the first market Hammond tried to sell electric organs to was churches that couldn't afford pipe organs, and nobody thinks a Hammond B3 is silly nowadays.)
• Testing Classic Rock on British Children (From The Guardian by way of snarykman) "Eight songs were chosen to represent classic rock's rich tapestry - from the Who's legendary Substitute to Nirvana's vintage grunge masterpiece, Smells Like Teen Spirit. As well as gauging their opinions we tested their endurance by allowing them to stop the song when they became bored and posed the all important question: is this better than Busted?" The panel was three six year olds and three seven year olds. I found it amusing enough to share.

And finally, The Meme Project. (The concept of memes is explained at that URL, for anyone who has somehow missed the word so far, or who thinks it just means quizzes.) Yes, it's helping somebody with their homework ... participate or not as you see fit.

As a project for my Evolution Class, I need all of YOUR help. Copy the meme below into your own journal, then post a comment here linking to the post in which this meme can be found. Make sure the meme itself links back to this post, so that everyone who posts this meme, on my friendspage or not, can link me to their meme-post.

MEME
Where did you first see this meme?
Are you male or female?
Post your memelink HERE ( http://www.livejournal.com/users/ladyjaida/272230.html?mode=reply )
/MEME

PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE -- I need as many of you helping me as I can. Memeing ends February 20th.

Whoever has the most memelinks by that time will win a prize.

Let the Meme begin!

(My own responses:
Where did you first see this meme? here, in blackthornglade's journal.
Are you male or female? Transgendered/intergendered.)