Did you know why Google Earth opens where it does? Because if you zoom in fully, you'll arrive at an apartment building in Lawrence, Kansas. It's a secret tribute to Google VP Brian McClendon, who grew up in that building.

Much less of a secret now.

google earth...

was driving in the neighborhood the other day and saw a funny looking car on the road coming toward me. turns out it was a toyota prius painted all google earth-y with a giant apparatus on the roof. I believe the big thing on the roof (looked like a little dalek) was the structure to hold the cameras. t'was cool, but I wasn't quick enough to snap a picture of it.

It's 4:20 somewhere. Oh, here.

'ere.

Crap.

Making my Dalek cake to take in for Tuesday.
Bitch in the office has birthday Monday so no point taking it in then (as in she will already be bringing in cakes).

Maybe I should verbally attack her as soon as she comes into work?
That's what she did on my birthday after all.

Ne'er mind, she's old.
I might be fat but she can't get any younger.

Shoulda just held up a mirror, then wait a few months.

It's sad when an opportunity such as this is missed.
You should have mooned the Google Buggy.

What a surprise, John R Sellars is browsing. Knew he couldn't keep away.

He had asked for his account and all posts to be deleted. (We don't do that.)

Again.

I thought all of Redux's were deleted?

no

hmm cannot be searched for though?

His posts might be too old. Click on "archive" in the bottom right, then "View Full Version" on the next screen, then search again.

Deleted users cannot be searched for.

But if you search for his name, you get hits where people were responding to him and then you can see his posts if you scroll back a couple posts. Not sure why anyone would want to go to that much effort to find his posts...

Does anyone have a pen? I've lost all of mine...

Thats what I was missing.
hadn't thought of that. I only tried searching for posts by user name.
It was more as a learning exercise than anything. I thought he requested that all his posts be removed and his account be deleted... Then when he posted under F&B I was curious if that had an impact or not on posts under a previous user name. Perhaps they came back or were no longer hidden ... ???
I really didn't know. My point wasn't specifically him. My curiosity started with Emma and how whatever it was that happened to her differed from a standard banning situation.
UT got it. thanks all.

I have two things to do tonight.
One, construct a Dalek cake to take into school tomorrow/

Two, clean Diz's litter tray.

Both are important.
Bother require access to the kitchen (where my parents are currently eating dinner).
I am so sleepy, I want to go to bed RIGHT NOW and do neither.
But of course I can't.

So I am in limbo and grumping about it.

Bloody parents. Bloody poo-bum cats. Bloody cakes.
Very wrong of me.

google has some command line parameters. Here's an example of one. Also, this works for searching for words of only three characters, another cellar limit.


site:cellar.org redux

ooooh excellent!

Boom baby.

Thats awesome. You should submit that to them for a street view of that particular intersection!

look at that fancy fence with the incorporated trellis

I made my Dalek cake.
It was much admired and appreciated.

What I didn't count on was the fact my camera battery was flat.
So no picture!
I tried to take a picture at school, but the camera I borrowed from Mr B had a flat battery.
As did our classroom camera.

Therefore I dub 4th October Dead Battery Day.

And I'll put a picture of someone else's cake in my cakes thread so you can see what it probably looked like.

*

Well I can HARDLY fap to that, 'vana!

But my god it's so true. Running the maze to feed the rats to be a rat to work with rats to buy more rat food and rat televisions and running the maze to beat other rats and get better rat stuff and a rat cement pond and all the rat amenities.

And in the end? We're all just dead rats.

(Well, some are just dead lumps of flesh.)

:ratsmilie:

SOME of us *like* being rats and rat fans.

Hi IM!! Nice to see you again. Welcome back. :)

Thanks!

That's an OK kind of rat.

It's the same old same old no matter how you dress them up they're still simple and stupid little ratface rats that turn my stomach. RATMAN: able to post one word responses in a single type. Fasci-fucking-nating rats, right there. ;)

Algernon was cool.

JEBUS!
I wonder could my Mum speak any louder with her mouth full?

Noisy bitch!

Guess what ranking the cellar is on Google for the search term "lowbuttcrack"?

I dunno V, what ranking is the Cellar for the searchterm "lowbuttcrack"?

Proof that door-to-door salesmen are not blind, distracted, or stupid, they're just douchebags:

Used to be, I would put a sign over our doorbell during the days saying "Kids are napping. Please knock." Fuckers ignored it every time. This meant they were either lifting the sign to get to the doorbell, or pushing the sign itself to get through to the doorbell.

So then, I just disconnected the dang thing. Everyone who knows us knows you have to knock, and anyone else I don't want to talk to. But then the dumbshits would just stand there on my porch jabbing and jabbing at the button, not understanding why they couldn't hear it ringing inside. After about a month, the button cracked and broke.

So I reconnected it. Now, there's the little vertical frame, but where the button ought to be are some sharp pointy plastic edges, with a glowing bulb and tiny circuit board visible in the center. Upon first glance it looks like a clear electrocution hazard, though it isn't one.

Not one salesman has tried to ring my doorbell since then. They all knock like I wanted them to in the first place. I'm never going to fix it.

Some fake blood dripping down from the bell might be a nice touch, along with some scorch marks and some more dried, brown blood as a base color. a few rivulets.

This is known as freedom of expression.

Hookin it to a car battery might have a more humorous, self satisfying effect ..

Just sayin ;)

I like the cut of your jib

I just put a sign up that says "Piss Off, I'm not Interested". Seems to work.

Careful of the rigging the doorbell on Beggar's Night. It would be an attractive nuisance:

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Attract...sance_doctrine

You're an attractive nuisance. Now get off of my lawn!

:lol:

Candygram

Snicker

When I was a kid, I used to waste my Saturday mornings watching TV cartoons*. Now I spend them wisely ... here ...

*WTF were the makers of The Herculoids smoking???

Grinding my teeth worrying about money. Am I manic or are my worries justified. Gotta sell this fucking truck. Can't afford to put gas in the car we _can_ afford to drive. Maybe I'll just jaunt off into the woods and let exposure do its thing.

Ignore me.

Can't ignore when a person is feeling so terrible.
I hope today brings something better, and tomorrow, and ...
Hang in with us.

I'm starting to wonder if there's something going seriously wrong with my brain. I don't seem to be able to connect ideas like I used to, and my memory is teh shizit. I have no patience and I'm just all in all, someone who is likely to let you down without even realizing I've done it simply because I forgot what I told you I was going to do.

I was putting it down to going off (or even being on) zoloft and the whole depression thing, but I just don't feel like i can get back to where I used to be.

Anyone got any ideas?

Well you lot are no help. This post has been up for over 8 hours and not one single idea! :(

Sorry Ali, but I haven't got a clue.
I know from other kinds of meds, the body systems can give of some strange signals.
Sleep might help and I hope you get relief right away... like tomorrow morning.
.

Poor sleep, Zoloft, Lyme disease, children, husbnands.

Not in any particular order.

Sorry Ali. I've got no clue.

No ideas for you, chick.
Just sympathy.

I have - and I think this is the correct medical term - a hurty elbow.

Owww! Just fucking, owww!

It isn't even my *bad* elbow. No. Apparently, to go along with the tennis elbow in my right elbow, I now have 'students elbow' in the left.

So, anyway. To cheer myself up I did a jacket potato in the microwave, with loads of butter, grated cheddar cheese, finely chopped spring onions and even more finely chopped birds eye chilli.

It was deelish. I am cheered.

My hurties come from bashing myself about.
Which is worrying in its own way, but at least I know I bruise and recover.

I nresponse to your food post, I have lots & spots of yummy things to eat this week!
Nothing spesh, but I shopped with an eye for lunch, which I haven't done for a couple of weeks.
Rolls in the freezer, sliced chicken and corned beef from the Deli counter (you can buy smaller amounts from there) a lickle cheese (as previously) and tinned salmon.

AND I have some bolognaise in the fridge - soya - and a whole roast dinner (made my Mum)

Making out like a Queen this week.

Wow. She finally push you over the edge then hon? :p





(*grins* sorry. Not being a typo nazi, just found it funny)

Definitely having bad sleep lately. Not sure why. Probably my body missing the drugs. Haven't taken any for 2 months now though, so I kinda thought that would be over with by now.

I'd put it down to having too many things going on and stuff, but I don't even really have a job that uses my brain, and everyone's got kids and spouses and they're not turning into doofusses are they?

You know, about the only thing I really DO remember, is what it used to feel like when my brain worked properly.

Sundae, I'm not sorry about ur Mum. ;)

Dana, I'm not sorry about ur elbow. :D

Dana, are you doing a lot of work with a mouse? Those things have crippled several of my friends.

(That sounds so bloody wimpy, doesn't it? :lol:)

I am. I have to remember so much for others that my stuff is constantly getting lost/forgotten.

I need a MUCH BETTER system than the lack of one I have now.

Ha!

I am but that's not what's done my left elbow in... no doubt it's been a contributary factor in the right elbow...

Apparently they call it 'student elbow' because aside from impact injury its more common cause is leaning on the point of the elbow.

I swear by my trackball mouse. You don't have to move your arm around. I start having pain in my wrist using a regular mouse, due to the compound fracture I had a few years ago.

I bought one for work and home, and if I have to use someone else's computer the slidey mouse drives me bonkers.

Of course, it's fun to watch someone try to use my computer. They try to move the base of the mouse around.