A peek into my spam queue
First I thought I was getting spam from Benjamin Button. But if you check the timestamps, it turns out this guy is just aging reallyreallyfast.
I also love how his signature changes as he gets older.
Season’s Greetings!
(via BoingBoing)
Despite appearances, this is not a music blog. Here’s some proof, from last year. And, since I’m digging through my past work, anyway, I might as well go all the way and link to this poem I wrote when I was 12. It’s sort of about Christmas, too.
Happy Holidays, everybody!
… and you won’t
I went to a Nine Inch Nails concert with some friends, a couple of months ago.
This is not what this post is about.
Among the audience was a girl. She was sitting a few rows ahead of us, wearing an orange T-shirt with the words AND YOU WON’T printed in white caps on the back. See diagram.
Naturally, our curiosity was picked. What won’t we do? Is it us, personally? Is it humanity as a whole? Obviously, this lady was making some sort of statement, but, from where we stood, it was impossible to tell what it was.
We tried stretching this way and that to get a better look but to no avail. Inconspicuously (like a doormat), I circled to the front of the stands, only to end up too far away to be able to see (like a girlfriend who lives across the country).
Soon, we were obsessed! All our minds could think of were possible lines for the front of that shirt.
I’m gonna eat some brownies…
I’m going to have a liver transplant!
You’ll promise to love me forever…
I will tell you to take out the trash…
I will try to turn you into a frog…
I will marry the love of my life…
Your mother will warn you not to talk to strangers…
You will want to find out what’s written on the front of this shirt…
Our guesses were becoming self-referential! Things were getting out of hand!
In a last, desperate, attempt to get her to turn our way, we started yelling out female names. “Maria!” “Helen!” “Petunia!”.
Nothing worked. She might be foreign.
Suddenly, a friend of hers arrived! As she turned to greet him, I managed to catch a brief glimpse of the last letter on the front side. An M! This forced us to revise:
I’m going to eat some ice cream…
I’m going to have a liver transplant… mom!
I will try to turn you into a frog by saying ‘Alakazam!’
You promised to love me forever, mom…
I am Sam.
In the end, as you might have expected, we were disappointed.
Πρακτική Ελληνική Μαγειρική
Σε αντίθεση με τη Θεωρητική Ελληνική Μαγειρική, που δεν τρώγεται με τίποτα.
On spam and real comments
I noticed, yesterday night, that a couple of comments were blocked by my spam filter, even though they were written by real humans.
Has this happened to you, too? Did you post a comment and it never showed up? If so, let me know.
Christmas Ornaments
We put up our Christmas decorations today. We’ve had the same fake tree for the past 20 years, but for the first time in my life, I noticed that we’ve got some pretty weird-ass ornaments. Notice the welcome sign, above).
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LONDON
I’m leaving for the UK, to see Coldplay live. I’ll be updating my twitter feed whenever I feel like it. See ya!
One of my best sets, so far.
These two are my favourites:
I’m not sure what part of my act this is from:
Why, yes, I do come up with all my jokes on my own.
Man, I look like I’m having fun.
Forced Advertising
Έχω εθιστεί στο Daily Show. Την περασμένη βδομάδα που είχε break, η μόνη μου παρηγοριά ήταν τo 30λεπτο podcast του Bugle.
Επιτέλους! αναφώνησα μέσα μου όταν μπήκε αυτή η βδομάδα κι αμέσως ύστερα Ωιμέ! γιατί δεν έβρισκα πουθενά τα επεισόδια. Έχει φτάσει Τετάρτη κι ακόμη δεν έχει ανέβει ούτε της Δευτέρας! Έκανα λίγο υπομονή, έψαξα από δω, έψαξα από κει, τελικά βρέθηκα στο επίσημο site της εκπομπής, όπου ανακάλυψα ότι μπορείς να δεις full episodes online και, κυρίως, εντελώς δωρεάν.
Χάρηκα που μου δόθηκε αυτή η δυνατότητα: να δω τα επεισόδια χωρίς να χρειάστει να απευθυνθώ στο θείο μου από την Αμερική κι αμέσως έβαλα το show της Δευτέρας.
Αντ’αυτού άρχισε να παίζει ένα trailer.
Μάλιστα, σκέφτηκα, νέα ταινία του Ricky Gervais. Η Έκτη Αίσθηση σε κωμωδία…; Καλή φάση. Δεν υπήρχε τρόπος να το προσπεράσω, μόνο ένα ρολογάκι που μετρούσε αντίστροφα. Oh well. 35 δευτερόλεπτα μετά, έβλεπα τον Stewart. Τι καλά!
*comedy*
“We’ll be right back.” *fade out για διαφημίσεις*
Ωπ, να το trailer πάλι. Όμορφα -πριν έχασα την αρχή του.
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Επιστρέψαμε. Αστεία. Daily Show. Τσάμπα! Νόμιμα! Τέλεια! … Λες να’χω κανά mail; *Pause*. No messages. *Play*.
Huh? Πάλι οι νεκροί. Τι θα γίνει…;
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Α, να ο Jon. Χιχι! *comedy* Κάτσε, τι έγινε; Τι είπε; Πάμε λίγο πίσω.
*Trailer*
…….
Stewart πάλι… Χα! Καλό! Ε; … Κόλλησε. *Refresh* Σκατά. Έπεσε το net. Άαααντε να συγχρονίσει τώρα… Επιτέλους!
*Play*
ΜΑ… ΠΑΛΙ;!;
Anyways. You get the point. Δεν έχω, φυσικά, κανένα πρόβλημα να μου δείχνουν διαφημίσεις -ακόμη και χωρίς να μ’αφήνουν να τις προσπεράσω- προκειμένου να μπορώ να βλέπω μια πολύ καλή σειρά, δωρεάν, όποτε με βολεύει. Στην τελική, μ’αρέσουν οι καλές διαφημίσεις! Ήδη, όμως, ένα 20λεπτο επεισόδιο έχει 3 διακοπές “built in”, ήταν ανάγκη να προσθέσουν σποτάκια όποτε μετακινείσαι μπροστά ή πίσω στο βίντεο αλλά και κάθε φορά που πατάς play;
Ακόμη περισσότερο, ήταν ανάγκη να μου δείξουν 7 φορές το ίδιο trailer;
Interrail!
I’m running around Eastern Europe by train. I’ll be posting updates on my twitter feed.
