Sunday, January 11, 2004 - “There is nothing wrong with your television set. We are controlling transmission. We control the horizontal. We control the vertical. We can make the picture roll, or make it flutter. We can change the focus to a soft blur, or sharpen it to crystal clarity. For the next 60 minutes, sit quietly and we will control all that you see and hear. You are about to participate in a great adventure. You are about to experience the awe and mystery which reaches from the depths of the inner mind to... The Outer Limits.”
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Monday, January 12, 2004 - According to The New York Times, robots cannot conquer the world until they understand “um” or “uh,” the bugaboos of international speech-recognition programs. In Britain they say “uh” but spell it “er.” The French say something that sounds like “euh,” and Hebrew speakers say “ehhh.” Serbs and Croats say “ovay,” and the Turks say “mmmmm.” The Japanese say “eto” (eh-to) and “ano” (ah-no), the Spanish “este, and Mandarin speakers “neige” (NEH-guh) and “jiege” (JEH-guh). In Dutch and German you can say “uh,” “um,” “mmm.” In Norwegian, it’s “e,” “eh,” “m,” and “hm,” and in Swedish, it’s “eh,” “ah,” “aah,” “m,” “mm,” “hmm,” “ooh,” “a,” and “oh.” It was a slow news day, I guess.

Tuesday, January 13, 2004 - If you love cats, hate cats, or “who cares?” cats, you’ll love My Cat Hates You.Abelard is inwardly seething with fury, because his Jedi Mind Trick has not turned him into a cougar yet.Aishka has been overheard reciting passages from Mein Kampf as his owner is drifting off to sleep.I am Aja. That’s pronounced ASIA, you stupid bald monkey.Having his dignity removed without anesthesia, Albert wears his cape quietly, waiting for his chance.Alex’s lust for the crunching of arthritic human bones blazes in his eyes. See how he keeps photographs of his elderly victims.Aleister hates you because you’re an idiot. He can hospitalize you in one bite. He’s done it before, and he can do it again. #FFFFCC
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Wednesday, January 14, 2004 - In the spirit of the golden empire, KGET reported a Kern County Sheriff’s patrol car with an official looking sticker on the side reading, “We’ll Kick Your Ass.” When contacted for an explanation, Sheriff Mack Wimbish told the reporter he didn’t have anything to do with it, but he found out who was responsible and had them reprimanded. However, when interviewed, Assistant Sheriff Mike Lafave said that, the week previous, the sheriff had been parading around the department, laughing and showing off a magazine with a photograph of the same gag. Department insiders describe Wimbish as the odd man out, just trying to fit in, with a little locker-room humor and cop-shop shenanigans.

Thursday, January 15, 2004 - During the spectacular battles in the Lord of the Rings trilogy, filmmakers faced an unexpected challenge. “We had 200,000 computerized soldiers assessing the environment around them, drawing on a repertoire of military moves,” tells special effects designer Richard Taylor, “each one determining how it will combat the enemy, step over the terrain, and deal with obstacles in front of it. Fighting in the thick of the battle had the spontaneous realism we hoped for, but along the edges of the battlefield, we noticed soldiers were turning tail and fleeing,” Taylor said. “We had to teach the computers to be brave enough to not run away.” Or dumb enough, depending on your point of view.

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#FFFFCC Friday, January 16, 2004 - “Whether the weather be fine, whether the weather be not, we must weather the weather, whatever the weather, whether we like it or not.” Temperatures dropped well below zero across the Northeast. Topping the list of records was St. Johnsbury, Vermont, with a low of 27 below zero. Boston’s Logan International Airport recorded a low of 3 below zero, two degrees chillier than the previous record for Jan. 10, set in 1875. Record numbers of motorists, about 1,000 an hour, called the AAA of Southern New England to jump start their dead car batteries last Saturday morning, said spokesman Art Kinsman. Now I remember why I fled Connecticut for balmy Southern California and USC.
Saturday, January 17, 2004 - A chat about riddles unearthed these classics.The riddle of the Sphinx: what has four legs at dawn, two by day, and three at dusk?Four jolly men sat down to play; and played all night till break of day. They played for money and not for fun, with separate scores for every one. Yet when they came to square accounts, they all had made quite fair amounts! Can you the paradox explain? If no one lost, how could all gain?With pointed fangs it sits in wait, with piercing force its doles out fate, over bloodless victims proclaiming its might, eternally joining in a single bite. What am I?Whoever makes it, tells it not. Whoever takes it, knows it not. And whoever knows it, wants it not.
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