Hello, blog. You're still here then? Have a meme.

Pinched from Lili.

How to play:

a. Type your answer to each of the questions below into Flickr Search.
b. Using only the first page, pick an image.
c. Copy and paste each of the URLs for the images into this mosaic maker.

The Questions:

1. What is your first name?
2. What is your favorite food?
3. What high school did you go to?
4. What is your favorite color?
5. Who is your celebrity crush?
6. Favorite drink?
7. Dream vacation?
8. Favorite dessert?
9. What you want to be when you grow up?
10. What do you love most in life?
11. One Word to describe you.
12. Your flickr name (I got no hits for my flickr name, so used my Last.fm name instead,)

These huggable headless sheep seats come from Sam Brown. Now that I think about it, I have a four legged stool that needs recovering. Hmmm.

"Sweeney Todd Biomedical Waste Disposal"

As part of their guest bloggery over at inside-a-dog, Justine Larbelestier and Scott Westerfeld held a lolcat contest.

That's my entry there, second from the top in the list-o-winners!
lol!!!!1!!one!!!1

Fiddle Faddle

Fiddle Faddle
Fish fash
Flip flap flop
Diddle daddle
Dish dash
Clip clap clop
Fiddle diddle
Fish dish
Dish dash doo
Piddle diddle
Pish dish
Bim bam boo

- Spike Milligan

The more times you read it - out loud of course - the more hilarious it gets. Guaranteed to send children into hysterics.

For the last week I have been doing my best Veronica Mars sings karaoke interpretations every time Richard's back has been turned. Now, at last I can stop.

Themes have been announced for PyWeek 4. They are:

• The only way is up
• Underneath the radar
• One way or another
• Don't stop till you get enough
• The final countdown

There's still a week to register and vote for the theme and program a game in the following week.

Don't you wish you could program in Python? I do. Maybe next week...*

* I'll getcha getcha getcha...

I look and feel almost exactly like this today...

Get Your Monster Name

Update:

Get Your Cyborg Name

It's not a coincidence is it?

I am planning again to live-blog the Oscars ceremony. It will be a reward for having tackled a certain story to the page (you hear me, story?) and I'll be in the mood to celebrate with acts of lunacy. And there's no one around who can stop me.

For "live-blogging" please read "a general ranting during the Academy Awards telecast which may or may not relate to same" (Monday 26 Feb 8pm EST Channel Nine). I'll be providing bitchy, inaccurate, biased commentary on something that happened half a planet away and eight hours earlier. If you're closer to the action, think of it as a delayed-for-your-safety blogcast; there'll be no Nipplegate here, nosiree. If I'm very organised I'll be typing by 7.30pm - in time to cover Richard Wilkins on the red carpet. Such an easy target.

2006 Oscar's coverage:
Part Zero - a reprint of snark from 2003
Part One - where I settle down with snacks and bemoan lack of alcohol
Part Two - a walk in the black forest along the red carpet
Part Three - I celebrate the choice of host
Part Four - I nominate CrimeStoppers for an Oscar
Part Five - I fail to back a winner
Part Six - I fail to identify a Hollywood star.
Past Seven - I fail to communicate coherently.
Part Eight - A detailed critique of the set design, Heath Ledger's accent, Tom Hanks' hair and I fail to back a winner.

.. my two front teeth, my eyesight, the third and forth fingers of my left hand and my little brother back. Mummy won't stop crying.

Radar magazine has assembled a list of the ten best toys that maim, including the one that chews.
(via Gillian Pollack)

Just when you thought that blog memes never told you anything about a person, note that these tend to support each other.

You Are Bert

Extremely serious and a little eccentric, people find you loveable - even if you don't love them! You are usually feeling: Logical - you rarely let your emotions rule you You are famous for: Being smart, a total neat freak, and maybe just a little evil How you life your life: With passion, even if your odd passions (like bottle caps and pigeons) are baffling to others

You Belong in 1971

If you scored... 1950 - 1959: You're fun loving, romantic, and more than a little innocent. See you at the drive in! 1960 - 1969: You are a free spirit with a huge heart. Love, peace, and happiness rule - oh, and drugs too. 1970 - 1979: Bold and brash, you take life by the horns. Whether you're partying or protesting, you give it your all! 1980 - 1989: Wild, over the top, and just a little bit cheesy. You're colorful at night - and successful during the day. 1990 - 1999: With you anything goes! You're grunge one day, ghetto fabulous the next. It's all good!

You Are Jan Brady

Brainy and a little introverted, you tend to think life is a lot worse than it actually is. And while you may think you're a little goofy looking, most people consider you to be a major babe.

Your EQ is 67

50 or less: Thanks for answering honestly. Now get yourself a shrink, quick! 51-70: When it comes to understanding human emotions, you'd have better luck understanding Chinese. 71-90: You've got more emotional intelligence than the average frat boy. Barely. 91-110: You're average. It's easy to predict how you'll react to things. But anyone could have guessed that. 111-130: You usually have it going on emotionally, but roadblocks tend to land you on your butt. 131-150: You are remarkable when it comes to relating with others. Only the biggest losers get under your skin. 150+: Two possibilities - you've either out "Dr. Phil-ed" Dr. Phil... or you're a dirty liar.

*sigh* It's all true. I'm off now to dig out my flares, light some incense and count my bottle caps. All alone.

(Because all the cool kids are doing it and I want them to be my friends.)

Skill, wisdom, adaptation. Craft, cunning, depending on dignity.

Eleoquent and charismatic both verbally and in writing, you are clever, witty, inventive and persuasive.

The Magician is the male power of creation, creation by willpower and desire. In that ancient sense, it is the ability to make things so just by speaking them aloud. Reflecting this is the fact that the Magician is represented by Mercury. He represents the gift of tongues, a smooth talker, a salesman. Also clever with the slight of hand and a medicine man - either a real doctor or someone trying to sell you snake oil.

What Tarot Card are You?
Take the Test to Find Out.

I've been tagged by punkrocker1991. Ouch!
Post six weird habits/things that you do, then tag six other people and list their names.

1. I go out of my way to buy sugar-free cereal and then every morning I go and sprinkle sugar on it. But really, Weetbix tastes like cooked cardboard. I have to do something.*
2. I second guess myself. Then third, fourth and fifth guess myself. But then I go and outsmart myself at the last minute. Do'h.**
3. I get interested in a topic or craft, gather all the important information, study it, try a couple of things and then -ooh! Shiny! New subject.***
4. Richard is trying to tell me that procrastination is my biggest habit. True, but not particularly weird.****
5. I hoard everything. You know those homes they ridicule occasionally on current affairs shows that are so filled with garbage that the owners can hardly get in and out? I empathise with those people. At least my junk is clean. And useful!**
6. I talk to myself all the time. I used to do it out loud, then just moving my lips. Still do that if I'm tired.*****

Consider yourself tagged.

*Denial
**Paranoia
***Lack of commitment
****Avoidance
*****Anti-social

Little did Willow realise, that when she cast the spell, a tiny rift would cause it to be flung far through time and space...
Uhura woke refreshed and energised. And surrounded by demons. First to go was Spock. Then the universe. Persuading the Enterprise to run under her own command, she discarded the Prime Directive (and all the others) and took on one planet at a time...

They thought they could use the theme from Chosen in this mini-doco on the remastering of Star Trek: TOS and no one would notice?
(via Whedonesque)

Can anyone say writer's studio? Daniels Wood Land build custom crooked treehouses on giant hollowed out logs. And they ship world wide. Tempting, but just a leetle un-economical.

Actually I really want one of their Pirate ship/Addams family house constructions, but I couldn't choose just one picture.

(via Boing Boing)

In an attempt to discover the dreamiest hunk in science fiction Chris Lawson has drawn our attentions to the dangers of the scruffy-adorablility and unchecked-fame combination: The Neil Gaiman Kudos Horizon.

Gaiman is the black hole of praise. Every prize, award, compliment, and disinhibited gothgirl cheerleader that strays within a hundred metres of him is sucked inexorably inwards, and the more that gets sucked in, the larger his kudos horizon grows. Some scientists are predicting that his kudos horizon will engulf the Earth in the next five years, and at that point he will win everything. Because space and time break down near the Gaiman singularity, when this happens there will be no point in running contests. He will win them all. Even Olympic gold medals. And silver. And bronze. In the same event. So no Neil Gaiman.

I would have voted for you, Chris, but someone had already added Russell's name to the ballot and... well... he's got red hair.

So Anthony gave me the letter P with which to choose ten words and then explain what they mean to me. The first thing I did was list 72 P words. Problem. Puzzlement. Purging.

So here are ten P careers that I have really and truly considered or attempted during my life.

Play School presenter - You know me. I would be as good as Jay or Justine. Making things with cardboard and sticky tape, making farm noises, dancing like a fool, all of this I can do. I settle by providing exclusive performances for Abbey.

Pharmacologist - the fact that creativity and flexibility are not allowed when prescribing drugs is probably a good thing, but is too restrictive for me.

Precision Driver - I've wanted to do this since I was a teeny tiny thing and first saw the Holden Precision Driving Team at the Royal Melbourne Show. I comfort myself by concentrating on being a reliably good driver.

Perfumier - I like the idea of this more than the reality. The Myer perfume counter nearly always gives me a headache. BTW, if you haven't read Perfume by Patrick Suskind, you should.

Pet Doctor - (I know, but it doesn't start with a P, 'kay?) I would have been good at veterinary school, except that I really don't like dogs. Can't explain it. Even the dogs I do like (Hi Benson!, Hi Justine!) I can only stand in very small doses.

Paleontologist - Dinosaurs! Mystery! Death! Digging. Outdoors. In the rain. Forget it.

Politician - Ha! Ha! Ha! hahahahahahaha!
No, I really do consider this every few years, but then I take note of who I'd have to work with.

Prima Ballerina - not through want of trying, only through want of a natural turnout and excess height.

Pianist - failed through lack of another P word: practice.

Prophet - very keen on this until, after years of waiting I have recieved no distinct impressions of the future. Bit of a hindrance that.

Also, police officer, painter, plant nurseryman, potter, private investigator, porcelain dollmaker, but not poet, prize fighter, precision marksman or plumber.

Leave a comment and I'll throw a letter your way.

Get your own.

...would perhaps have sold me, but there is no way I'm buying a rose with the name Ian Thorpe. (scroll halfway down) Unless it was an underwater rose.
And if you think that the naming of roses is unimportant, just know that my mum once bought one just because it was called Buffy.

Go to Wikipedia and look up your birth day (excluding the year). List three neat events, two births and one death in your journal, including the year.

Events:
1919 - Charlie Chaplin, Mary Pickford, Douglas Fairbanks, and D.W. Griffith launch United Artists. Which led to James Bond movies, Rockys I-V and Bowling for Columbine.
1922 - DeWitt and Lila Wallace publish the first issue of Reader's Digest. I hope they're sorry.
1924 - The Royal Greenwich Observatory begin broadcasting the hourly time signals known as the Greenwich Time Signal or the "BBC pips".
Also - Apollo 14 lands on the moon, Chaplin releases the last silent film, Modern Times and The Battle of Khe Sahn gives Jimmy Barnes something to sing about.

Births:
1908 - Daisy and Violet Hilton, British conjoined twin actresses. Appeared as themselves in Tod Browning's cult-horror film Freaks.
1940 - H.R. Giger, Swiss artist. Best known for his Oscar-winning design of the film Alien
Also born on Feb 5 - Jennifer Jason Leigh; Mary, Crown Princess of Denmark; William S. Burroughs and Bobby "My Prerogative" Brown.

Death:
1578 - Giambattista Moroni, Italian painter. Had the misfortune of being an Italian painter at the same time as Michelangelo.

Divers have discovered a new crustacean in the South Pacific which is described as a sort of furry lobster. The animal gets a whole new family and genus to call its own, Kiwa hirsuta.
Scientists say it is about the size of a salad plate, but neglect to mention what it tastes like.
(via boingboing)