Belly Dancing Robot. Barf.

It’s high time to put Churchill’s fine feathered dictaphone to pasture.

We’re off topic today.
A site all about Catnip (ger. Katzenminz.)

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This week, Mi. 5. DS meets in GRU 150.
Next week, Mo. 4. DS, Mi. 5. und 6. DS meets in BZW 251. All my other classes meet in the usual spot.

A Flash presentation: the words of Brother Martin.

Listen close.

Funky Dirt Patch happened upon by Mars rover. It can mean only one thing, say scientists: Martian zombies! They’ll be scrabbling out of their shallow graves as soon as the rover turns its back. Then, scientists speculate, they will board special zombie space vessels and make a bee-line for Earth. Destination: Pittsburg. They’re coming for you, Barbara.

This article below is about something which I have been bothered by for quite some time: Surfer’s Voice. You know who you are! I of course am to a degree also guilty as charged.

More interestingly, this article is just about the right length and difficulty –and having enough relevance– to make it a suitable one for the L2 exams.

A thoughful editorial from Jessica Stern, a bright lecturer at Harvard’s JFK School of Government.

13 year old computer geek gets 3 days school suspension for NET SENDing Hey! to all the computers at school. Spends time playing Vice City and learning more about NET SEND.

I spruced up my Pi Page yesterday.

That darn athlete’s foot — we space cowboys call it missile toe — has got its hold on me. Having no time to run to the apothecary for an antifungal spray, I used pepper spray instead.
Suddenly the phone rang. It was the entire population of Scandinavia conference calling to inform me I just won one of those Nobel things for being so damn smart.