I realize that doing that "Post Photo of Yourself As Teenager" meme I saw on a plethora of friends' journals might totally destroy any babybat cred I had going, but c'est la vie. I think I was fifteen when this was taken:

UrbanDictionary is generally lame, but I did this meme in solidarity with iterum, who's stuck in g-dless Ohio due to flight cancellations.

Go to urbandictionary.com. Type in your answer to each question in the search box, then write the definition it gives you.

1) Your name?
2) Your age?
3) One of your friends?
4) What should you be doing?
5) Favorite color?
6) Birthplace?
7) Month of your birthday?
8) Last person you talked to?
9) One of your nicknames?

1) A code word for alcohol or Ecstasy.
"Emily made my pupils so HUGE!"

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In sum, most random words can be used as code to refer to a) drugs, b) sex, or c) drugs and sex.

The 10-9-8 Meme, via serenejournal:

Ten Things I Wish I Could Say to Ten Different People Right Now
[NB: I find this odd, because if one really wishes to say something, then it ought to be said, unless one is hampered by some sort of communication-impeding device and/or is trapped under something heavy.]
1. Please don't capitalize prepositions in titles.
2. Dry pasta rarely contains egg.
3. Yes, they're twins, and yes, I do have my hands full.
4. Where do YOU get your protein?
5. Um, don't correct me. It sickens me.
6. Yes, but why male models?
7. Thank you, but you shouldn't really wish someone "Happy Yom Kippur."
8. MLA format, mofo. Learn it. Live it.
9. Shyness isn't usually why I'm quiet.
10. If life is really as short as they say, then why is the night so long?

Nine Things about Me
1. I've kept a LiveJournal for 1,546 days.
2. I collect enchanting images on my we♥it page. Add nullaluxhearts to see.
3. I wish I had your head in a box.
4. My food is problematic.
5. I make things. Mostly I make a mess.
6. I eat the flesh of the living, and I VOTE.
7. October is my favorite month.
8. I have your heart, I have your heart, I have your heart.
9. Sometimes I stay up late doing geeky memes.

( You have to understand the way I am, mein Herr... )

Carmen 72
Dicebas quondam solum te nosse Catullum,
Lesbia, nec prae me velle tenere Iouem.
dilexi tum te non tantum ut vulgus amicam,
sed pater ut gnatos diligit et generos.
nunc te cognovi: quare etsi impensius uror,
multo mi tamen es vilior et levior.
qui potis est, inquis? quod amantem iniuria talis
cogit amare magis, sed bene velle minus.

Once you used to say that you knew only Catullus,
Lesbia, nor did you wish to hold Jove before me.
I loved you then, not just as a commoner loves his girl,
but as a father loves his sons and sons-in-law.
Now I know you: therefore, even if I burn the more,
to me you are nevertheless much less worthy and more trivial.
How is this possible, you ask? Because a hurt such as this
compels a lover to love more, but to respect less.


I find that my previous translation differs a bit. My strength and balance are returning after the events of the last month, albeit not as quickly as I would prefer. I have yet to return to my workshop, however, and look forward to getting back to my tinkering.

Thus, a meme from labelleizzy:
Your result for The Steampunk Archetype Test...

The Crazy Clockwork Tinkerer

9 Swashbuckling Engineer, 54 Crazy Clockwork Tinkerer, 40 Charming Noble, 8 Roguish Pirate, 0 Mechanical Fian and 25 Aetherist Bodger!

Take The Steampunk Archetype Test at HelloQuizzy

In a few days, I'll post a summary of the results from my recent polls, along with my answers. If you can't see the entry, add me to your LJ friends list and I'll be happy to add you in return. I'm finding it a very interesting experiment thus far.

I'll be staying with fan_boy at BayCon this weekend (not so much for the programming, but certainly for the parties and shows). Ta!

A meme from mactavish: ( 59 Queries )

Moshe
Originally uploaded by nullalux.

Freylich pesach!

tutordennis took me out to the Wax Museum at Fisherman's Wharf recently. It was awesome. They had an hysterical Jewish exhibit, which included the above maniacal rendition of Moses née Charlton Heston. Nearby was a sign saying, "The restrooms are located just past the Last Supper." Also, the disciples were in the wrong places around the table, leading me to wonder about all the excellent possibilities for wax museum practical jokes. Other blurry cameraphone photos are here.

I am really very glad that karenbynight and soof are in our lives. They're both so sweet to tutordennis, and are unfailingly respectful, thoughtful and kind. In short, I adore you guys!

My orthognathic surgery draws nigh. (Original post here.) It's been scheduled for 9 June. On one hand, it's that much closer to being over. The whole process (oral surgery, orthodontia, plus the operation itself) will take over a year by the time it's done, and it will be wonderful when it's finally all behind me. On the other hand, eek! They're going to take a bone saw to my skull and elongate my mandible with a bone graft! I'll be in the hospital for three days and off work for three weeks. Someone has to be with me around-the-clock for the first week home, I can't lift over 10 lbs. for four weeks, and I'll be on a liquid diet for six weeks. It will be another six months before they remove these accursed braces, which are seriously cramping my style on several fronts. On the plus side, I will most likely get lots of happy drugs. I'll find out more about the recovery process at my pre-op appointment on 30 May.

A one-word meme that I did on Tuesday and never posted: ( One. Word. Answers. )

Thank you, curieuse: Take any 5 sentences from the first 15 entries found at http://www.livejournal.com/stats/latest.bml. String these sentences together in any order to create a narrative. Do NOT identify the progenitors or contexts of the original posts. No modification of grammar or punctuation is allowed. Post the result in your own journal for all to see. [I couldn't really do a narrative this time; everything seemed to lend itself to poetry (nonsensical, at that). Perhaps I'll try for narrative later.]

subjects are pointless ill make you cry and kiss me bloody. 9. Jestures of the articulators. Tounge, hart, non moving parts of the sate just exicted me for Rent. i need to talk to God. as gay as that sounds. Si no escuchas Miss Kittin; no eres COOL xD im a bloody genious

I love the spelling and mechanical problems. So perfect.

( 301-400 of the Book Meme )

So I don't read much sci-fi. Sue me.

threetimes scored some free passes to a sneak preview of Shaun of the Dead on the 23rd of this month. Should be fun; everything's better with a zombie. Or a midget. I wonder if it has any zombie midgets? (Exception to zombie/midget rule: porn. Although it would no doubt spice up some of the more insipid blue movies out there.)

tutordennis has been sanding, treating, staining and varnishing some new album shelves for our vinyl collection. They turned out to be this lovely deep reddish color. I think I'd like to do our coffee table as well. The bunnies and birds are enjoying basil from the garden; it smells so nummy that now I feel like making pesto. It's been quite warm this weekend, but we have plenty of ice tea and lemonade popsicles to ward off the heat. Papers are graded, I'm caught up on sleep, and Geo brought home goodies from SiliCon. I'm gonna go love my people now.

From whobunkyboo, of course:

You are DNA. You're a smart person, and you appear
incredibly complex to people who don't know
you. You're incomparably full of information,
and most of it is useless.

Which Biological Molecule Are You?
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Quite so. Although said useless knowledge generally serves to keep me amused, at any rate. I do make my own fun.

My voice always hurts whenever I begin teaching again. I'm not used to speaking at such length, much less projecting. My plants miss me, but my students are blooming. Sigh. It feels very much like a Wednesday.

NB: I seem to have acquired a Gmail account. It is nicer than the ucdavis-alumni.com server, so I've routed my mail there.

How terrible is that? Again with the incredibly accurate memes.

Nobody knows...the trouble she's Bean. The Bean escaped from her area last night. Dennis found her this morning reclining behind his stereo system. This would be fairly unremarkable except that Fava is the most destructive rabbit ever. She has, at one point or another, decimated the three computer systems in the office, ate an entire baseboard, and pulled up and shredded the hallway carpet. This is a partial list. And we're seasoned bunn wranglers, well-steeped in the niceties of bunnyproofing and husbandry. Plus, to add insult to injury, she's spotted. [Edit: She's white with black spots. Somebody get some spot remover.] Fortunately, the stereo remains unscathed.

So much time in the teaching profession seems taken up by drudgery: collating, stapling, copying. Dude, I need a grad student.