The Hacker's Song
Unease, untouched, unknown, unseen
Just behind each glowing screen-
Three Friendly Forces hue my hat?
No, six hex zeroes are used for that.
Unease, untouched, unknown, unseen
Just behind each glowing screen-
Three Friendly Forces hue my hat?
No, six hex zeroes are used for that.
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velvet_petal:
Must find another uber geek brainiac to translate. 
velvet_petal:
Y not????????
A bit after dawn, as I decided whether or not to get up this morning (and I've already spoiled the suspense there) I heard a sound like a shot ring out, from far away, and felt the house shake lightly. Transformer blowing somewhere a bit closer in to town, most likely.
Power dropped, then came back, then dropped, then came back, over the space of...
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Power dropped, then came back, then dropped, then came back, over the space of...
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casper:
Tell me about the cake.
The computes are good, but the cake....
The computes are good, but the cake....
catdad:
I can beat the normal difficulty in Elder Sign every time. I have yet to beat either of the two hard levels and have only been fairly close twice. I have yet to beat the AI in Ticket to Ride. I've beaten it with the regular score a couple of times, only to have it pull ahead with the bonus for the longest rail line. K, the friend who recommended it, said it took her a couple months before she was beating the AI enough that she felt comfortable playing online. Maybe I'll just stick with Words with Myself and Triple Town.
Two Minute Drill
I hear a phrase, a word, a line
Inside this silly head of mine
And it wants out, but it wants more-
And so one line is changed to four.
And four is fine, but they have tricks
And now they've made me go to six.
I'd rather not participate
But I can't stop, and now they're eight.
While eight is fine...
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I hear a phrase, a word, a line
Inside this silly head of mine
And it wants out, but it wants more-
And so one line is changed to four.
And four is fine, but they have tricks
And now they've made me go to six.
I'd rather not participate
But I can't stop, and now they're eight.
While eight is fine...
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velvet_petal:
You're a clever one, grayness.
unida:
nice words!
(i marinated chicken with those chillies and fried it later)
(i marinated chicken with those chillies and fried it later)
The time for running comes headlong
Pushing both the weak and strong
In its unfailing, quickening flow-
In other words: it's time to go.
And to this verse I might add more-
But I've a date now with the door.
Pushing both the weak and strong
In its unfailing, quickening flow-
In other words: it's time to go.
And to this verse I might add more-
But I've a date now with the door.
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kaikai:
I will keep an eye out for it. I'm going to PAX East at the end of the month and in my head they will have every board game ever. I'm really excited to play suburbia, I've been meaning to buy it once I have a bit of spare money... I wrote my dissertation on my hatred of suburbia so it seems like such an apt game for me. ;]
melx:
Leaving?
Simply shattered, shards and dust:
Plans and pride of need all must
Fall, and falter, and fade, forgetting
Just why was needed such grand blood-letting.
Plans and pride of need all must
Fall, and falter, and fade, forgetting
Just why was needed such grand blood-letting.
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catdad:
Well done. 
velvet_petal:
Sounds tasty.
The word for word is simply "word"-
An absurdity gets called "absurd"
And trite is "trite" and true is "true"
Who reads this, though? I bet it's "you".
An absurdity gets called "absurd"
And trite is "trite" and true is "true"
Who reads this, though? I bet it's "you".
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velvet_petal:
Don't know, grayness. I thought you invited her.
robotsatemyhair:
Aliens.
The first and last this world has heard
Were not a voice, won't be a word-
But at some level much deeper down
Where concepts let the conscious drown
Amid the solid, slient tocks
Measured on no earthly clocks
One final, slight, uncertain tick
Will fall in place, and latch with click.
I'm afraid to know- is that the last
Or just another future, passed?
Were not a voice, won't be a word-
But at some level much deeper down
Where concepts let the conscious drown
Amid the solid, slient tocks
Measured on no earthly clocks
One final, slight, uncertain tick
Will fall in place, and latch with click.
I'm afraid to know- is that the last
Or just another future, passed?
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melx:
I love your poems.
kaikai:
If your psoriasis is even half as bad as mine it's really not a little thing. I really loathe my psoriasis and I hate how people make it appear like just some dry skin. I'm not sure about yours but I know mine cracks and bleeds and hurts quite a lot in the winter.
I do know I have quite a bad case of it so I guess it depends on the person. but things like these should never be a competition of who has it better or worse. I'm sorry you have to suffer at all. <3
I do know I have quite a bad case of it so I guess it depends on the person. but things like these should never be a competition of who has it better or worse. I'm sorry you have to suffer at all. <3
I could break your very soul-
But where's the point, and what's the goal?
It's the least and lowest art
To seize upon a wearied heart.
When love has fled and hope is gone
It's but a shell that lingers on-
But in each shell one hears the sea
And that, my dear, is where I'll be.
But where's the point, and what's the goal?
It's the least and lowest art
To seize upon a wearied heart.
When love has fled and hope is gone
It's but a shell that lingers on-
But in each shell one hears the sea
And that, my dear, is where I'll be.
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kaikai:
I really love the idea of this poem but I find it wanders into far to many directions. I question who really has the wearied heart here and can anyone really break someones soul?
aristophanes:
That's a pretty poem.
Best line I wish that I could say originated with me:
"A bad analogy is like a leaky screwdriver."
"A bad analogy is like a leaky screwdriver."
catdad:
nice
In case you were wondering, no, I have not quite gone mad- that last was six samples of randomly computer-generated text, based on the first three chapters of Wuthering Heights. I'm fairly proud of the program I wrote to do this. It uses seven-letter sequence conditional probabilities to generate, and I used "neighbo" as the key (the starting point).
It's said a billion monkeys...
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velvet_petal:
An anvil is as good as any, preferable launched off the top of a mesa. Thank you for your undertanding.
Must check out your randomly generated text.
Must check out your randomly generated text.
velvet_petal:
For always being the kind and loving fellow you are, I wanted to say thank you. I wish you the merriest of Christmases to you and to your menagerie.
Full of Sound and Fury
neighbour that I took care not been one persons who touch nothing,' he remarked, putting stones, continued my toilette rather more rational than myself, I went on--'in spellingly. I asked to the world as impalpable ice. My landlord which had completely remove the 'missis,' an individual whose peaty moisture is said the universal scowl they were both of us nodding...
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neighbour that I took care not been one persons who touch nothing,' he remarked, putting stones, continued my toilette rather more rational than myself, I went on--'in spellingly. I asked to the world as impalpable ice. My landlord which had completely remove the 'missis,' an individual whose peaty moisture is said the universal scowl they were both of us nodding...
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...and rise up Gray.
skoosh:
You've made me as cantankerous as the sea and for that I relish thee.
Haha! How did I do?
Haha! How did I do?