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Liveblogging my insomnia. Rarely have I known NyQuil to fail to put me out but tonight, when I needed it most this week (so far), it fails me. Perhaps I'm developing a tolerance.
qtrhorserider noted the other day that PETA people would consider our keeping cats "slavery". "I know no form of slavery," I said, or words to this effect, "in which it falls to the masters to carry the shit away."
O flist, thou let me down.
Turning the tv on. Unfortunately, when qtrhorserider is trying to sleep, I feel obliged to keep the sound off. Fortunately, it's Doctor Who.
Hey, the Get Smart movie is on at 1 am. I hope to be asleep by then, but I've set the DVR. Which reminds me, I want to set the DVR for the movies scarfmom has asked me to tape this week, particularly since at least one is one that qtrhorserider and I will want to see ourselves.
I don't think I've ever seen a real animal rear up and roar the way puppet, stop-motion and CGI animals and monsters do.
New installment on my flist of a Doctor Six story I decided to follow. Which reminds me: I half-promised my flist a third installment of Doctor/Peri 'shipping, having admitted to having composed most of it already. Haven't looked at it again since. Really must.
Was typing, missed Francine Jones slapping the Doctor.
Poked the third 'ship story a bit. Didn't tackle any of the scenes that are unwritten though. Here are the first two segments, if you've missed them.
Tried to chat per suggestion of kiri_l below in comments, but haven't had mIRC up in ages and couldn't remember which server on my Recent Servers list is #dwc's. Pretty sure it was Anime-Chat but that server wouldn't let me connect. Gonna try LambdaMOO.
LambdaMOO session log to come.
LambdaMOO session log may contain language not ordinarily appearing in this blog. LambdaMOO session log edited for clarity.
%%% Performing Asynch DNS lookup on lambda.moo.mud.org %%% Error 11004 - Hostname lookup failure -in DNS lookup of lambda.moo.mud.org. %%% Disconnected from server. %%% Performing Asynch DNS lookup on lambda.moo.mud.org %%% Connecting to 69.17.114.80 on port 8888 %%% Connected to lambda.moo.mud.org on port 8888. *************************** * Welcome to LambdaMOO! * *************************** Running Version 1.8.3 of LambdaMOO PLEASE NOTE: LambdaMOO is a new kind of society, where thousands of people voluntarily come together from all over the world. What these people say or do may not always be to your liking; as when visiting any international city, it is wise to be careful who you associate with and what you say. The operators of LambdaMOO have provided the materials for the buildings of this community, but are not responsible for what is said or done in them. In particular, you must assume responsibility if you permit minors or others to access LambdaMOO through your facilities. The statements and viewpoints expressed here are not necessarily those of the wizards, Pavel Curtis, or Roger Crew, and those parties disclaim any responsibility for them. NOTICE FOR JOURNALISTS AND RESEARCHERS: The citizens of LambdaMOO request that you ask for permission from all direct participants before quoting any material collected here. For assistance either now or later, type `help'. The lag is low; there are 89 connected. *** Connected *** Arkcrew's Nest A very large room - all the apartment's interior walls have been removed. There is no furniture. Hay is strewn all over the floor, where it isn't piled. There are perches for birds and several bathtubs, all but one of which looks new. You see The TARDIS here. Last connected Fri Jun 19 19:05:23 2009 CDT from ip72-198-214-172.om.om.cox.net [look at me] DrWho1 An old man with long white hair. He wears a cravat at an upturned collar, a yellow waistcoat, a short black suitcoat, checked trousers, and high shoes with spats. He is awake and looks alert. You enter The TARDIS, experiencing an odd interdimensional shift as you pass the threshold. The TARDIS A circular room, bigger on the inside than the outside. There are large double-doors out and a more modest interior door. For viewing out there's a scanner screen. You see a notebook and Vicki' here. Player name Connected Idle time Location ----------- --------- --------- -------- Dostoevsky (#99839) an hour 2 minutes La Cantina de los liberal bea Mordred (#116359) 9 days 3 minutes La Cantina de los liberal bea MugWump (#89069) a day 7 minutes La Cantina de los liberal bea Fasteddie (#62668) 10 hours an hour A Home GrendelFish (#88093) 12 hours 12 hours Tammany hall Total: 5 players, 2 of whom have been active recently. [ DrWho1 looked at Vicki' ] Vicki' Vicki' is a teenage girl with short blonde hair. She wears a short-sleeved high-collared black dress. (Puppet of #104437) [A puppet is an object that can be commanded to behave like a player character.] She is awake and looks alert. Unlocked The TARDIS. Outside: DrWho1 attempts to sneak in The TARDIS The TARDIS moves. On the scanner screen of The TARDIS, you see: La Cantina de los JUDGE MENTAL Tijuana 1949. Grease hands slinging hash with your order of hashish. A touch of evil. Dietrich veiled in deep purple beadsweat, melted over absinthe-dipped voodoo smoky fingers. And there it is, sitting on the shelf- The Radio. Attuned to every sound ever emitted in the universe. You can't fucking believe you're here. Outside: With a loud mechanical wheezing and grinding noise and its top light flashing, The TARDIS materializes here. You move The TARDIS. Locked The TARDIS to this key: #104437[DrWho1] You exit through the double doors, experiencing an odd interdimensional shift as you pass the threshold. La Cantina de los JUDGE MENTAL Tijuana 1949. Grease hands slinging hash with your order of hashish. A touch of evil. Dietrich veiled in deep purple beadsweat, melted over absinthe-dipped voodoo smoky fingers. And there it is, sitting on the shelf- The Radio. Attuned to every sound ever emitted in the universe. You can't fucking believe you're here. You see Miz's Couch, Statue of Tock_Watchdog, Wheel of Dinner, a green glass bottle, cowbell, TransistorBot, Tweety Bird, and The TARDIS here. Krate, MugWump, Dostoevsky, Mordred (lurking), Idle_Miz, Xiu (dozing), Mairead (out on her feet), Merce (out on his feet), Kahlo (out on her feet), Anxis, Goat (out on his feet), Puff the fractal dragon, Mooch (out on eir feet), Robot_Monster, DragonBoi (asleep), Sophist (asleep), Spammy (sleeping naked...stop looking, you pervert), and vel (asleep) are here. You transmit the command "out" to Vicki'. Vicki' step(s) out of The TARDIS. You wave. You transmit the command ":wave(s)." to Vicki'. Vicki' wave(s). Mordred says, "catfish have no scales" Mordred [to Krate]: mm chinese Dostoevsky [to Mordred]: EXactamundo! You say to Mordred, "That's a weighty assertion." Dostoevsky [to Mordred]: The ruminants, "who chew the cud", create CLA which is very healthful. ANd grass-fed animals, likely to be cud-chewers, have higher levels of Omega-3 in them. MugWump says, "sharks have no scales" Dostoevsky [to MugWump]: Also non-kosher. And I have not eaten them, although I would just to give it a try. Mordred says, "yeah, sharks are out, too" [look at MugWump] MugWump Spawn of William S Burroughs, naked, sucking translucent, colored syrups through albaster straws, she has no liver and nourishes exclusively on sweets. Thin, purple-blue lips cover a razor-sharp beak of black bone with which she frequently tears other mugwumps to shreds in fights over clients. She secretes an addicting fluid from her erect penises which prolongs life by slowing metabolism. During the biennial Panics when the raw, pealed Dream Police storm the city, she takes refuge in the deepest crevices of the wall sealing herself in a clay cubicle. MugWump is wearing our Secret Ruler of the MOO badge. MugWump is wearing beige Prada jacket. We are awake, but have been staring off into space for a minute. Carrying: Ellen Jamesian Club Member Badge Ethanol Playtoy Shrubbery! Mojo Hand Plushy Cthulhu MooJ Badge (worn) Barry White RealDoll(tm) Bettie Page Pin-up Calendar beetle-poo . MagicPanties DrWho1 must be wanting a vial of MugWump's bug powder. [look at Mordred] Mordred Neither the pasty blond of Excalibur, nor the wretched traitor of Malory, Mordred is an amalgamation of human behaviours, evil or not. Eir sharply-defined, almost feline form blurs around the edges as you try to focus on it, as if you would pass right through if you got too close. Eir eyes, if you choose to see them, are of indistinct hue, but nonetheless unsettling; if you feel the weight of too many transgressions, you may look away in discomfort. Something about eir manifestion is off, the fusion a little too precise, as if a tense current of chaos runs just underneath the surface. E proudly displays Mordred's Official Helpful Person Badge. E is wearing Official Dhalgren Crone Badge. E is awake, but has been staring off into space for a minute. Carrying: alternate reality a sound card a shovel chesterfield [look at Dosto] Dostoevsky Water the Earth with your tears. Take up your cross in identification with the suffering Messiah. You will be reborn in Pain and Suffering. But do not Despair, for that is The Sickness Unto Death. Cast your Bread upon the Waters, it will return after many days. Let Love fill your soul and overflow the earth. Embrace the Creation and the Creator. The Crystal Palace is fit only to stick out one's tongue at. His is waiting for his Love. His Heart is bursting with Joy. He is wearing black clothing. He is awake, but has been staring off into space for 2 minutes. Carrying: Moo-usage Timecard An FTD Friendship Bouquet Rogozhin's Official Moo-Addicts Club Membership Card Dostoevsky [to MugWump]: But I think that avoiding the non-kosher stuff would make one healthier overall. MugWump nod. Mordred [to Dostoevsky]: my husband had to dissect a shark in college You say to Dostoevsky, "I think that was the point." Mordred says, "it was the worst smell in the world" Dostoevsky [to Mordred]: Yeah, fins and scales for sea-things, and chew-cud and split-hoof for land animals. Mordred [to Dostoevsky]: you're forgetting birds Dostoevsky [to Mordred]: Non-carnivorous or carrion birds. Dostoevsky [to DrWho1]: Well, whether that was the point or not is a debate. Mordred says, "I don't care; I'm a vegetarian" Mordred cough Mordred says, "and I have the flu, holy crap" Dostoevsky [to DrWho1]: Some say the laws are for our own good. Others say they were to see if we would obey.... Mordred says, "that soup was unsatisfying" You say to Dostoevsky, "Allow me to rephrase: According to a spirit being in some of the mysticism I've read, that was the point." Dostoevsky [to DrWho1]: Others say whichever, they were only for the jews. Mordred says, "but I dont' think I can make anything" Mordred says, "I can barely move" You say to Mordred, "I am up at this hour because the NyQuil isn't working." Mordred [to Dostoevsky]: so the guy who wrote "spirit in the sky" is and was jewish Krate says, "Llyrica thinks they are only for Levites." Mordred says, "other people think that" Dostoevsky [to Mordred]: His name was Norman Greenbaum, so i suspected. You nod to Dostoevsky. Mordred [to Dostoevsky]: but his song is about jesus Mordred says, "it's confusing" You nod to Mordred. MugWump says, "bad jew, no biscuit" Mordred [to MugWump]: heh Dostoevsky [to Mordred]: Well, the song has him saying that he was never a sinner, which even rubbed me wrong back then. Not something that anyone from my branch of Christianity could say without expecting a bolt of lightning. You transmit the command ""Are biscuits kosher?" to Vicki'. Vicki' says, "Are biscuits kosher?" Mordred [to MugWump]: certainly not a pork fat biscuit Mordred [to DrWho1]: not in the south Mordred nods to Dostoevsky. Dostoevsky [to Mordred]: But I generally cut slack for using "Jesus" positively in a song. Dostoevsky [to Mordred]: Even "One toke over the line" Dostoevsky causes Mordred to fall down laughing. MugWump says, "oy" Dostoevsky [to Mordred]: ANd the Allman Brothers' "Jesus is just alright" Mordred nods to Dostoevsky. MugWump says, "Jesus is JUST alright with me... Wasnt that Doobies?" You say to MugWump, "Yes." Dostoevsky says, "Wait a minute!" Mordred [to MugWump]: they covered it MugWump says, "oh" You say to Mordred, "You learn something every day." Mordred [to DrWho1]: one toke over the line You ask Mordred, "Grateful Dead, wasn't it?" MugWump say, "No." --------------------------------Dostoevsky--------------------------------- "Jesus Is Just Alright" is a song written in 1969 by Arthur Reid Reynolds[1]. The song was recorded by The Byrds for their 1969 album Ballad of Easy Rider and released as the second single from the album, but it barely scraped the US charts, peaking at #97. Psychedelic group Underground Sunshine released a version of the tune as a single in 1970; this single failed to chart. The tune was then covered by The Doobie Brothers, who included it on their 1972 album, Toulouse Street, and released it as the second single. This rendition became a hit, peaking at #35 on the Billboard Pop Singles chart after its release in February 1973. This version continues to be a staple of playlists on classic rock radio stations. One of the Doobie Brothers admitted that they wrote Listen to the Music while singing Jesus is Just Alright for a church group. --------------------------------Dostoevsky--------------------------------- Mordred says, "eddie bauer bankrupt" Mordred says, "you couldn't see that coming" Mordred says, "their clothes hadn't changed since the 90s" MugWump says, "douchebag wear" Mordred says, "and they were expensice" You say, "The Doobie Brothers covered everyone, it seems." Mordred says, "indeed" Mordred says, "sooo tired" You say, "I wish I was sleepy." MugWump had a 3 hour nap..a 3 hour nap Mordred says, "I wish I could go get something to eat" Mordred [to MugWump]: me, too You say, "Coughing seems to have stopped though ..." Xiu has disconnected. Mordred says, "being sick in this house is a losing battle for me" MugWump nod. Mordred says, "everyone wants me to do stuff" Mordred says, "no you" MugWump says, "chisa is a pretty good nurse" Mordred slaps MugWump some skin in a High Five! MugWump says, "I dont ask for a lot - sprite, soup, crackers, knock-out pills" Mordred says, "all I asked was that someone could distract the cat from yowling because I'm trying to sleep" Mordred says, "NO" Mordred [to MugWump]: I can only hope no one else gets it Mordred [to MugWump]: last time, that was a nightmrare MugWump says, "heh" Mordred says, "I had to work eight hours and take care of everyone else" Mordred says, "while having the flu" Mordred says, "fml" You ask Mordred, "How many in the house?" Mordred [to DrWho1]: three You say, "MrsWho and I, luckily, have rarely been sick both at once." Mordred says, "my husband almost never gets sick" Mordred says, "but he did get the flu" MugWump says, "bugs are scared of chisa, they run away screaming" Mordred nods to MugWump. Mordred says, "I told him to get a flu shot, but he never will" Mordred says, "I guess it wouldn't have mattered, since I got one and I got it" MugWump says, "doh" Mordred ! Mordred says, "men a gilmore" You say, "'You know that shot you gave me for the flu? It worked, I got the flu.'" Dostoevsky [to MugWump]: I can't find Jesus is Just Alright by the Allman Bros. So you're right. The housekeeper arrives to cart Xiu off to bed. Dostoevsky bows to Mugwump. Mordred [to TransistorBot]: whatis Jesus is Just Alright TransistorBot | {Infobox Song | Name = Jesus Is Just Alright Cover = Caption = Type TransistorBot | = Artist = The Byrds alt | Artist = Underground SunshineDoobie TransistorBot | Brothersdc TalkRobert | RandolphShelagh McDonald Album = Published = TransistorBot | 1969 Released = | track_no = Recorded = Genre = Length = Writer = TransistorBot | Arthur Reid Reynolds Composer | = Label = Producer = Chart position = TransistorBot | US #97 (1969). MugWump says to Dostoevsky, "I never liked toe Doobs, too popish" DrWho1 hums 'Black Water'. Mordred says, "he looks like the pope?" Mordred says, ""Hi, Dad! You're in jail!"" Mordred says, "hm" Dostoevsky [to MugWump]: Which is why I was so sure. I KNEW I didn't have a Doobie's album. And I KNOW I have an Allman Bros Greatest hits album. And I was awful pretty very sure that I've heard Jesus is Just Alright lately from one of my CDs. MugWump says, "hmm" Dostoevsky [to DrWho1]: I love Black Water. Mordred says, "I wonder if we even have anything I can eat" Mordred says, "I had a dream about oranges" Mordred says, "but we have none" MugWump says, "miso?" Specifically, DrWho1 is humming the bass part. Mordred says, "I've tried buying some, but all the oranges I've bought in the past three months have been terrible" Mordred sings, o/~ blue moon of kentucky o/~ You say, "I lived in Kentucky when I first MOOed." Mordred tries to comfort you. Mordred [to MugWump]: I think moniker has some miso Mordred says, "but it's a couple years old, I think" MugWump says, "that shit lasts forever" Mordred says, "six months" Mordred says, "I mean, it doesn't go bad, it just loses it flavors" Mordred says, "well, it can go bad, but I don't see that much" Mordred says, "I'm not sure if we have the kind made with wheat" Mordred says, "frankly, I'm afraid to reach in there" Mordred says, "even if I could" You say, "I think I could sleep. Good night, all." You wave. You enter The TARDIS, experiencing an odd interdimensional shift as you pass the threshold. The TARDIS A circular room, bigger on the inside than the outside. There are large double-doors out and a more modest interior door. For viewing out there's a scanner screen. You see a notebook here. You transmit the command ":wave(s)." to Vicki'. Outside: Vicki' wave(s). You transmit the command "enter tt" to Vicki'. Vicki' enter(s) through the double doors. Unlocked The TARDIS. The TARDIS moves. On the scanner screen of The TARDIS, you see: Arkcrew's Nest A very large room - all the apartment's interior walls have been removed. There is no furniture. Hay is strewn all over the floor, where it isn't piled. There are perches for birds and several bathtubs, all but one of which looks new. Outside: With a loud mechanical wheezing and grinding noise and its top light flashing, The TARDIS materializes here. You move The TARDIS. Locked The TARDIS to this key: #104437[DrWho1] %%% Disconnected from server.
Good night.
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Date: 2009-06-21 04:18 am (UTC)Insomnia must be going around- I was up all last night and. I'm not tired yet this evening. *hands you some orange juice* So what do you do other than blog your insomnia?
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Date: 2009-06-21 04:19 am (UTC)Check my flist. Unfortunately, it's Saturday.
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Date: 2009-06-21 04:27 am (UTC)Thought about reading?
If you are really bored I could let you clean my newsreader.. *evil grin*
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Date: 2009-06-21 04:30 am (UTC)Chat's a good idea, but I'm saving
lyssie's video rec for a time when
qtrhorserider isn't sleeping. And I do have a library book to read, now that you mention it.
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Date: 2009-06-21 04:32 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-06-21 04:36 am (UTC)Burning Dreams by Margaret Wander Bonanno. It's the biography of Captain Christopher Pike of the starship Enterprise, by the woman who wrote Strangers in the Sky.
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Date: 2009-06-21 04:38 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-06-21 06:28 am (UTC)OH! DWC info is over on the DWC comm Drake left the info for it in one of the threads. I have to go grab it soon myself.
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Date: 2009-06-21 06:05 pm (UTC)Thanks. I ought've thought to look there. I will in the future.
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Date: 2009-06-21 07:51 pm (UTC)