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31.7.03


A Q&A session with Mister:

Q. What's the good of being patient if you've got everything you want?
A. I'm setting goals so that I can be patient in waiting for them. It's difficult.

Q. Isn't patience just waiting for something to happen? How is that hard?
A. Espresso. A pint of it.

Q. What, are you stupid?
A. No, I'm making this a challenge for myself. Dad (my dad, that is) wrote/co-wrote a story in which a man was told by his dad that if something is worth doing, it's worth doing in such a way as to be challenging (My dad never told me that. I just heard the story from him in the context of this other story. Funny how things you get obliquely can stick with you. I don't even know if the story ever made it into the novel for which it was intended, as I've never read that novel.). The character in the story decides to read a book, but in order to appreciate it decides to make it challenging. Every night, he sneaks into the subway and affixes a page of the book to the wall of the subway tunnel where it can't be seen from the station. Then, in the morning he takes with him an instant camera with which he photographs the page as the train speeds by in the tunnel, and reads the photo of the page on his way to work. In this spirit, I am waiting for several things to happen in the next 2 to 14 days, and in order to appreciate the wait properly, I intend to be aware of every second of the rest of today, thus the pint of espresso.

Q. OK, so ignoring the stupid stuff, what are you waiting for?
A. I'm glad I asked me that. I'm waiting for a fun afternoon of pot-luckedness with friends, and I'm making sourdough the slow, difficult, old fashioned way. It's kind of neat, to me at least, that I'm harnessing the power of the yeast that lives in the air to raise dough. It takes fully 2 weeks, but it should be worth it.
Also, its entirely possible that 2 of my brothers will be visiting this weekend, and that I'll get to go be geeky with friends. Busy, busy stuff.
I'm tired. Good afternoon.

Q. Okay. bye.
A. Bye.
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30.7.03


what's this do?
Posted at 9:01 AM


Passed up free tickets to Tracy Chapman. I must be getting old.
Played guitar in public last night. I must be getting old.
Have a budget, sticking to it. I must be getting old.
nicotine interferes with serotonin production/uptake. I must be getting old.
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29.7.03


Yummy Yummy Yummy
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25.7.03


The one essay that was handed to me was acceptable. The rest of you fail.
Posted at 11:01 AM


Verbose: Write seventeen-hundred words on the definition of Verbose, and why you believe you aren't. If it takes you longer than two hours, you fail.
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21.7.03


"And, Why do you think you're a monster, Mister?"
"...Why do you think you're not?"
"I'm not blue and fuzzy."
"Well, no, but that's hardly the scariest kind of monser, is it?"
"Then what kind do you mean?"
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14.7.03


I had a funny moment today. I felt hungry, and I had a task to do downstairs anyway, so I went down there with the idea of then proceeding out to get something to eat. I was thinking of what I wanted, and nothing sounded good. I realized I wasn't hungry, I just wanted to go talk to somebody. A meal by myself wouldn't have helped, so I came back up here and did some more work.
I guess the funny thing, at least if you're me, was realizing that hunger and loneliness were manifesting with the same symptons.
There's a word: listless. It means not having any particular leaning.
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11.7.03


Wow. Ick.
The title's funny.
See if you can keep laughing when you see the stuff inside.
Posted at 1:40 PM


Piffle or Twaddle? The question has evaded sages since the dawn of intellectual wanking.
Twaddle of Piffle? Any given arguement can be dismissed by using the correct term of dismissal, but the choice is an important one. So, which is it?
Piffle implies a useless arguement, but with a fluffy quality, being one with a lack of substance given to flimsy logic but perhaps with an intrinsic merit despite this.
Twaddle would include such arguements with flawless, solid logic based upon obviously flawed pretexts.
So, given the need we all must feel to dismiss eachothers' points out of hand, the question remains: Is it Piffle or Twaddle, your logic?
Keep guessing, America, and I'll keep changing the rules.
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9.7.03


It's Wednesday, Texas. Do you know where your kids are?
Shudder to think, he said, so I did.
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8.7.03


Ours is a love
,a dry scone, sweet and hard to swallow;
,a hypotenuse, equal to the squareroot of the sum of the squares of its other sides;
,a windmill, beset by knights and lonely, rotating;
,a toad in socks, squishy and fun but not, in the end, good for one;
,vinyl in summer, hot and sticky and often uncomfortable in public;
,toast without jam, in dire need of some butter and nibbling.
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3.7.03


I'm sorry, but I have to:
LEEKO LEEKO LEEKO! I'M A SQUEEKY GUY!
Posted at 4:47 PM


Hey! It's my birthday! Rock!
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2.7.03


Am I back on this blog? Maybe. Here: Click this and find out.
Posted at 3:49 PM


Confusion, it do bad things, yes?
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