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Archive for December, 2003

Business as usual

December 21st, 2003 by dexter

Oh joy, it’s the time of the year again in which we’re all left pondering upon the past 12 months, reflecting about what happened to us in 2003…

Most people are asking themselves the same old annual questions, whether they’ve spent their time in a more or less meaningful way… And so do I find myself staring out the window, waiting for snowfall, with some deep thoughts going on in my mind… what do I expect from life? what path have I chosen? how can I possibly succeed finding some sort of… happiness in the short time of my existence?

Or more specifically: in what way, and how fast, can I reach a point in my life when i’ll spend most of my time tripping on acid and having orgies with japanese schoolgirl geishas in my very own 60s-retro-style-lounge somewhere in kyoto with the schulmädchen-report-soundtrack & serial experiments lain running in the background?

More about these reflections soon.

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the “oh god” of hangovers

December 9th, 2003 by flinz

Before we get to the first christmas post this year (if you’re not into christmas, you may skip the middle paragraph. Allthou it’s rather short about christmas. There’s also some jazz in it, which you wouldn’t wanna miss really1 ):

Posting frenzy is going into its third week, coming along quite good still. Anybody noticed a increasing regularity in postings here at the good old littlesamurai? Dexter did, and envious as he is, he immediately promised to catch up with his 1000 mile long list of intellectual, inspiring things to write about. Way to go dexter, here’s one for you: ED-CAN-DANCE-N.
Where is he anyway, the ‘ol japanese brat called littlesamurai? Anybody seen him? EVER? So, first thing is I call up for a little DESIGN CONTEST! Design your very personal littlesamurai in person, may be in a logo or just a figure we could use somewhere in our design. And, as it’s christmas, next to being officially mentioned here and getting to see your creation every visit, you may also get HUUGE PRIZES [thanks matte] if you win. Design us a christmas version of your littlesamurai and get free kisses from dexter and me as well.

But now for the christmassive introduction: Speaking of christmas, I just love it getting cold outside. Of course sometimes (especially on bikes) it’s quite.. um.. cold. But then again, how good is it to have a warm cup of tea, curled up inside 3 blankets reading a book? The fun we all have, getting all out little accessoires on us, the hat, the gloves, the scarf – OH, and don’t miss the [this was CENSORED, for further information send me an inquiry or write a sad letter to santa], what an ingenious invention they are. What a bass in those magnets. What beauty in those slowly descending, playfully gliding white particles. Mist. Whiteness. Food. Mom’s turkey. Oh boy. How good. What a sentimental mood. And I just discovered SCOLOHOFO. Yes, it’s John Scofield (g), Dave Holland (b), Joe Lovano (sax) und Al Foster (dr). TOGETHER! My god. Can’t wait to dig this record tonight, all you jazz-cats know what I mean *cough*.

Enough of christmas sentiment for now. Second to last, here’s the cheesiest christmas picture ever. And, what I wanted to post in first place finally comes in last, a brilliant quote:

“It is said that the gods play games with the lives of men. But what games, and why, and the identities of the actual pawns, and what game is, and what rules are-who knows?
Best not to speculate.
Thunder rolled…
It rolled a six.”
Terrett Pratchy


1[It's the first littlesamurai footnote. Hi ya lil feller.] On giving the middle paragraph a second read, it’s not really about christmas. It’s rather about the coldness of weather, about good food and cosyness. But why is this a christmas post then? It isn’t! It was only the trick top cat that lured you into belief this was a christmas post. And my little introduction. See how easy it is to deceive people? Make use of this knowledge. Protect youself against being deceived. And against washing machines.

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Basic Household Theorems

December 5th, 2003 by flinz

Hey, a whole new series! Geoffrey is gonna stumble into all the household theorems he can encounter!
And as his alter ego is living by himself (sadly) at the moment, he is bound to stumble into them.

For now it is theorem number 1:
s(w) = s(d) * c/t
s(w) = size of washed piece of clothing
s(d) = size of dirty piece of clothing
t = temperature of water used to wash
c = temperature at which material of s(d) is not influenced by t

This equation describes the effects of water temperature on pieces of clothing in a washing machine.

As Geoffrey discovered, the size of the washed piece of clothing is directly linked to the water temperature. In other words, if we have a temperature t of double the value of the optimal washing temperature c, s(w) is only half of s(d).

“And den, when di shiat came aat of di machine, jah had med it smalla!”

Deriving from this formula we could guess that Geoffrey washed his sweater at a temperature nearly double the optimal temperature c, which he discovered proved way too high to ever wear that sweater again. As this is the way things work with humans, Geoffrey will be sure to remember this formula from now on, always carefully calculating water temperatures before washing.
Progress always brings sacrifice with it. Although the world is now a better place, as it knows of this simple, yet brutally downsizing principle, we will never forget Geoffrey’s wonderful and brave sweatshirt, that, after years of loyal warming, had eventually shrunk itself in favor of science.

The following questions as of yet remain to be resolved (by our fellow readers? send in your research, huge, shrinking-proof PRIZES are be given away to ye bright minded!):
We all know that nothing in the universe, NOTHING, can just disappear. Therefore, where did the “size” of the sweater go? Is the washing machine slightly bigger now?
If so, what are we going to do about all of the monstrous washing machines, maybe secretly trying to take over the world by warming up all water and trying to shrink all clothes to own their size?
This might have been already quietly discovered as the phenomenon dubbed “global warming” by the secret agencies, who all blame it on badass rays from outer space. Yeah sure. Rays, from outer space. Seems pretty far fetched, now that we have a theory evolving around as simple things as washing machines!
But what is their goal? Why all this downsizing of cotton for world domination? Do washing machines simply want to finally get rid of those damn, loud driers always right next to them, yet unreachably far away? Or do they simply want all humans to run around naked because their clothes became way too small? Might those evil-minded robotic extremist hygiene-freaks even be attracted sexually by humans? By god, watch out, people out there in numerous launderettes right at the moment.
Danger is lurking in every round, metallic opening of every single washing machine out there, just waiting to shrink your clothes, your kids, your home and eventually your whole life.

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nfo, science

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