At the supermarket counter, yesterday afternoon. The players: Myself, confused blonde girl in front of me.
Me: Scusi, Lei è in fila?
Her: ... (blank stare)
Me: Are you in this queue?
Her: I...I don't know...
Me: Are you from the United States?
Her: Yes.
Me: Oh, i'm so, so sorry.
So i passed her by and went on to pay.
i finally set up a little page to keep available downloads tidy: here it is. I'll be leaning stuff there temporarily, usually for a week or so etc. Things here will continue regularly with mp3s being offered any time i have an excuse to, but they'll be mirrored there for clarity.
Also, i'd recently been thinking of switching from Haloscan's comment system to Blogger's built-in one, because Haloscan only held messages for six months. But now they've decided to make them permanent and all old comments are back, so Halocan stays. Which is good, because blogspot's comments get tons of spam and would have needed moderation, something i'm too lazy to cope with.
And finally, check out these beautiful pictures of Gato from Babsi's Travelogue.
Her: Are you single?
Him: No.
Her: Where's your girlfriend right now?
Him: I can't disclose this information.
Her: Robin, are you single?
Me: Yes.
Her: Why?
Me: Fuck you.
Home, evening. Personnages: Mother, myself.
me: I'm taking the car.
her: Sure, where are you going?
me: Just to a birthday in monfalcone, maybe somewhere alse afterwards if things get boring.
(long pause)
Good lord, i actually just told the truth.
They say [Matta interviewed by Cecilia Sredni de Birbragher, Revista Nexus, Bogotà Jan/Mar 1998] that if you take a chicken and draw a line on the ground in front of it with a piece of chalk, it'll stay there and won't move until something else happens.
So, i wonder, what would happen if you did the same thing with a human, say, with an old lady? If while she's walking in the street you just run over and mark a line on the ground in front of her? Will she also stand there until something else happens, not knowing what to do? Or would she carefully try to walk around the line?
In a perfect world i'd stand next to her, pull a gun out and shoot in the air.
And watch her sprint.
Detail of spontaneous collective ouvre (now destroyed).
Former mental institute of San Giovanni(TS), 21.06.06
Is walking around town carrying a bucket and two bottles full of water with you. Yes, i said Water.
We love Kahimi Karie here at WGD Central. And after listening to this, so will you.
(KK, White Sands, New Mexico.)
Kahimi Karie - Blue Orb (183kps vbr 5.00Min Mp3, 7Mb approx.)
From the Minna Daisuki Katamari Damacy Soundtrack, 2005. A tribute album for a videogame, why don't they do these things here in the west too?
This track has been stuck in my (borrowed cheap second-hand 128Mb) Mp3player for two weeks already, and it won't surprise me if it stays there for most of the summer.
Famous astrophysicist Stephen Hawking said Thursday that the late Pope John Paul II once told scientists they should not study the beginning of the universe because it was the work of God.
The albums i've most listened to on my pc according to Last.fm
(Picture above modified to comply a little bit more with my personal tastes)
Oh, and there's something i keep forgetting to tell: You too can listen to "my radio" for free until the end of this month! Just because they had messed some things i didn't even notice up and decided to give me a subscriber account to compensate. all you have to do is go to the site, install the (safe, unobtrusive and extremely small) miniplayer and then click Here. Or on the appropriate link at my user page. Some kind of account creation may also be necessary, but that's not really a problem.
I wouldn't usually be plugging a site this much, but i've been using it constantly for the past few days and really getting a blast out of it. Just wanted to share the fun.
Edit: First one to correctly identify all albums pictured above will be mocked thoroughly but will also probably win something stupid if i feel like it.
(P.S.: The webmaster is currently way, way behind schedule with certain projects. Waaay behind. Which means that posting on this blog...will be just as erratic as always, but slightly more irresponsible since i've theorically got better things to do.)
Train to Rome, a couple weeks ago. Two pretty girls get on the train at Padova station, come next to where i'm sitting, look at the seat reservations on their tickets, look at me, and one of them speaks for both:
Her: I think we should be sitting there
Me: (looks at them, smiles) Yes, i think so too.
However.
They sit, they extract reading material. A tabloid-gossip mag, and a crossword booklet. The one solving crosswords made a slightly better impression, at least some brainwork was involved.
However.
16 Horizontal. Three letter word. Starts with "C".
Her: "Definition: US Secret Service. Hmmm..."
She then fills the gaps with the letters CSI.
And that was when i decided i was better off when i was sitting on my own.
Living room, obligatory viewing of World Cup game (in this case, Brazil-Croatia).
My Father: Ronaldo's fat.
Me: He's bald, too.
(Croatia deserved to win, anyway)
Oh, and just in case - remember when last time around, everybody was discussing and trying to explain when exactly the ball goes offside? Well, what follows is the only real system to find out:
Robin's Only Real System For Detecting Offside (Patent Pending)
So it's like this: you put an egg in a bucket of water.
If it floats, the ball was offside.
If it sinks, it wasn't.
This casual disposition of orange felines and classic literature could not go undocumented.
The players: My oldest neice(approx. 5 years old), a plush squirrel, myself.
Me: Whose squirrel is this?
Her: Mine!!!
Me: And what's his name?
Her: Oh, it's just a squirrel.
The players: Myself, Gnapppo.
The location: Awestruck in front of my computer screen, watching an excerpt from the Roxy DVD.
Him: ...
Me: ...
Him: ...
Me: ...
Him: ...
Me: Do you realize that if we were to put this on YouTube the ZFT's lawyers would be knocking at that door within minutes?
(Sorry for the large amount of zappa-related posts lately, i just need to get a couple more out of my system and then we'll be back to, um, normal?)
Location: Trabant gig, NoFun club, Udine.
Me(Screaming over the music): Damn! I was standing next to the speaker and now my right ear is whistling!
Him(Screaming over the music): That's nothing! Once I was next to the speaker at a Thurston Moore solo gig, and my ears were whistling for days!
Me: (backs away slowly.)
