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My cats make chirping noises while watching birds or chipmunks or squirrels outside that they can't get to.

This song is on the playlist at work: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2LE0KpcP05I&ob=av3e

You are a hard taskmistress.

And yet you guys are safe from my spam for now; two days in a row of 12 threads being posted in.

I got a new phone today (a Nokia 6350 for those who want to know). The mic on my old one died saturday and I've had to use my brother's old phone in the mean time.

A new phone is a good time to update my address book. If anyone would like to exchange numbers, send me a PM. I have Alea and Fred (and a few others that I haven't called recently and might've changed). My number is still the same.

La Marseillaise
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4K1q9Ntcr5g

Allons enfants de la Patrie,
Le jour de gloire est arrivé !
Contre nous de la tyrannie,
L'étendard sanglant est levé, (bis)
Entendez-vous dans les campagnes
Mugir ces féroces soldats ?
Ils viennent jusque dans vos bras
Égorger vos fils, vos compagnes !
Aux armes, citoyens
Formez vos bataillons
Marchons, marchons !
Qu'un sang impur
Abreuve nos sillons !
Que veut cette horde d'esclaves,
De traîtres, de rois conjurés ?
Pour qui ces ignobles entraves,
Ces fers dès longtemps préparés ? (bis)
Français, pour nous, ah ! quel outrage
Quels transports il doit exciter !
C'est nous qu'on ose méditer
De rendre à l'antique esclavage !
Aux armes, citoyens
Formez vos bataillons
Marchons, marchons !
Qu'un sang impur
Abreuve nos sillons !

Okay, so why did I never, ever learn in school that France is a few miles off the coast of Canada?

St. Pierre and Miquelon is really, really close to the island of Newfoundland. Just scroll a bit to the east there on google maps and you'll see St. John's. It's a territory of France and I can totally go visit it! And say I've been to FRANCE.

Look how cute it looks!

Seriously, though, other Canadians... did you know this place existed?

Best drinking song EVER.

Edit: i reckon ya'll'll want the full video

Huh... I had no clue about that at all! You should go and see if they'll stamp your passport!

It's news to me too, Jan.

Don't go! It sounds like a trap...

It sounds like a trap...

IT'S A TRAP!

Best drinking song EVER.

I beg to differ.

Whatever, it's too fast-paced for drunk folks to sing! lol

Nonsense, that's half the fun!

You are all incorrect. Jason Webley sings the greatest drinking song ever (here with everyone's favorite... whatever she is, Amanda Palmer!).

I'm apt to go with this one when drinking. Usually shortly followed by this one. These two usually show up when we do Burns' Night.


(No, we're not Canadian at ALL...! >_>)

Okay, so why did I never, ever learn in school that France is a few miles off the coast of Canada?

St. Pierre and Miquelon is really, really close to the island of Newfoundland. Just scroll a bit to the east there on google maps and you'll see St. John's. It's a territory of France and I can totally go visit it! And say I've been to FRANCE.

Look how cute it looks!

Seriously, though, other Canadians... did you know this place existed?

I've known about them since I was a kid. I thought everybody did. That's why they're a different colour in all the atlases...

It sounds like a trap...

IT'S A TRAP!

Win!!

Not sure if this counts as randomness or just plain spam, but anyone signing up here would receive my undying (read: until I forget) appreciation, and would also have the chance to win a lot of awesome stuff.

I just had the most bizarre thing. I was just standing there, minding my own business, when suddenly my teeth started chattering violently. It was like a muscle spasm, but... in the jaw. And then it went away. The human body is a weird and freaky thing.

Happy Mole Day everyone!

(sigh, I had meant to post that right at 6:02, but I forgot. )

And here's me wishing I knew more (read: anything) about chemistry so that I would understand this.

Unless you mean the subterranean creature, in which case I really don't get it.

Also possibly skin growths. That was my first thought, actually.

I got a weird phone call this evening. I'm busy playing Xbox, minding my own business, when my cellphone rings. I look at the number and don't recognize it. I decide to answer it because it might be important or something. It was, in fact, super important. The exchange went something like this:

"Hello?"

"*crunch* I didn't expect you to answer."

"Uh, okay. I think you have the wrong number."

"Do I? *crunch crunch*"

"Do you? Who is this?"

"Is this Wil?"

"Yes, who is this?"

"*crunch* I'm hurt that you don't know who this is."

This super awkward conversation went on for nearly two hours. The crunching, however, did not. I will have to think twice before agreeing to allowing random first phone calls in the future.

Perhaps next time I'll talk more.



Nah, that's just crazy talk.

It was the cookie monster!

It was Tyler Durden!

It was the cookie monster!

Proper cookies shouldn't crunch.

More likely it was Mr. Owl with his Tootsie Roll Pop and he got tired of licking to get to the center.

And here's me wishing I knew more (read: anything) about chemistry so that I would understand this.

Unless you mean the subterranean creature, in which case I really don't get it.

A "mole" is approximately 6.02 x 10^23 particles. It's a very important number in chemistry. Mole Day is celebrated annually on October 23, particularly at 6:02. We chemistry teachers like to make a big thing of it. One of my colleagues makes cupcakes!

That is brilliant

I approve of celebrations, especially with cupcakes!

One of the chemistry teachers at my highschool would hold a contest of sewing a creative stuffed mole (animal) for Mole Day. Some people were really creative: "Mole"zart, "Mole"d, "Mole"ecular, etc. Unfortunately, I wasn't in his class.

Brian sings a song about the number Mole.

One of my chemistry teachers has a LEO says GER extra credit project, and I saw a guy wearing the (glitter paint) tshirts he had made for it walking around town (he was wearing school brand clothing so it had to be that class, lol), though we never celebrated Mole day.

I approve of celebrations, especially with cupcakes!

Damn straight.


But shame on you all. Who cares about moles when today is Marty McFly Day?

I'm... feeling exceedingly ignorant and ashamedly so. Marty McFly Day?

(Sorry for the name switch. I'm trying to keep my post count at 3388 for a bit; we'll see how long I remember to use this name.)


25 years ago today, Marty McFly drove the DeLorean out of the Twin Pines Mall to the year 1955 (and subsequently returned to the Lone Pine Mall).

He never noticed the twin/lone pine thing. LOL.