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posted by janet on March 30, 2007
Chocolate Jesus angers Catholics (via my friend Mark). Stay tuned...
Update March 31:
They pulled the show...
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posted by janet on March 25, 2007
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posted by janet on March 25, 2007
Check it out -
airline meals for virtual airlines at airlinemeals.net! I have long marvelled at the geekiness of virtual airlines, but this tops it. So people are running Microsoft Flight simulator, piloting a flight, and making themselves little fake in-flight meals to round out the experience.
I want to set up a full virtual
passenger experience--go down to my basement and nestle into my Virgin Airlines first class seating pod, login, and sit for 8 hours listening to the flight chatter of some virtual pilot in Idaho "flying" me to Copenhagen. I just need to get Ed to play the flight attendant and bring me drinks and meals in little trays with mini salt and pepper shakers. Mmm.
Airlinermeals.net was started in 2001 by a graphic designer in Rotterdam, and now has over 18,000 images of meals from 535 airlines.
If you're interested, here's more on virtual airlines:
Simairline.net
Westwind Airlines
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posted by edward on March 05, 2007
One more quarter and then I'm done with school.
Late at night is where I find I am able to think the best. Sadly, I must keep a schedule with the rest of the morning people. Damn you morning people!
In the middle of the night, I get my best work done. It can be disheartening to be under a deadline and alone with my thoughts and no sound but the distant train rumble and the grinding of my eletric-mechanical clock. Most of the time, I'd never notice the sound of our ancient 1997 HP 6p Laser printer burning ink onto my latest homework assignment, but in the middle of the night it's like a reassuring voice coming from the other room. And although I'd never admit it by the light of day, it feels good to be under a deadline and alone with my thoughts and no sound but the distant train rumble and the grinding of my eletric-mechanical clock. And my ancient printer. (Which prints beautifully, btw.)
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