March 27th, 2001

scotto monkeypulse

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The Regional Directory is down because one of our servers died (physically). When we get it back from the manufacturer, the Regional Directory will be back up.
All of your entries are present (check your calendar view), but they are not appearing on your recent entries or friends pages. This is a known problem and we are working on it. (thanks to maltor & terytaya)


woo... rough error!!
scotto monkeypulse

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I can pooooost, and you can't see it! hahahaha!

Neener on you all!

*pllfffpppfffffTT!*

(amended)

Ok, so you can see me. Neener anyway! :)
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scotto monkeypulse

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Thursday will be the 4-month anniversary of our proclaiming our love for one another... :)

*even more smitten with her now...

I love her so much!
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    loved loved
scotto monkeypulse

partially rewritten... but Larry Welles did the ASCII tranning. :)

Microsoft Windows's secret:




Recently one of my friends, a computer wizard, paid me a visit. As we were talking I mentioned having recently installed Windows on my PC and that I am very happy with this operating system. I also showed him the Windows CD, to my surprise he threw it into my micro-wave oven and turned on the oven. Instantly I got very upset, because the CD had become precious to me, but he said: 'Do not worry, it is unharmed.'
After a few minutes he took the CD out, gave it to me and said: 'Take a close look at it.' To my surprise the CD was quite cold to hold and it seemed to be heavier than before. At first I could not see anything, but then on the inner edge of the central hole I saw an inscription; an inscription finer than anything I have ever seen before. The inscription shone piercingly bright, and yet remote, as if out of a great depth:




4F6E65204F5320746F2072756C65207468656D20616C6C2C204F6E65204F5320746
F2066696E64207468656D2CDA4F6E65204F5320746F206272696E67207468656D20
616C6C20616E6420696E20746865206461726B6E6573732062696E64207468656D
</a>



'I cannot understand the fiery letters,' I said.
'No,' he said 'but I can. The letters are Hex, of an ancient mode, but the language is that of Microsoft, which I shall not utter here. But in common English this is what it says:



One OS to rule them all, One OS to find them,
One OS to bring them all and in the darkness bind them

scotto monkeypulse

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Scottobear in his meetings... the first of a maybe-series

When I'm in a meeting at work, I always have my visor handy to take notes, and appear dutiful...

Here's a couple of images I've drawn during the course of meetings in the past.

(if the links work, and I'm happy, I may post more... 2-color files, so they shouldn't choke you too much.)


self-portrait
How I feel in the production meeting... I'm assuming this is a pretty fair approximation.

tunnel-device
My hand built insect-based tunnel-escape device to retreat from the meeting... note the drill bit nose, and the keen bug-insect legs...

scotto monkeypulse

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Some more for now...

Random scribs...



muppet
Why is it that whenever I try to draw Grover, he ends up looking stoned?


noot

My attempt at drawing Newton from memory....I like the picture, but it looks nothing like him. Maybe the logo for Newtcam?

polyhedron

Your garden-variety 12 sided solid.


scotto monkeypulse

Goodnight, all...

And a John Denver song to the girl I love...

I'll walk in the rain by your side,
I'll cling to the warmth your hand,
I'll do anything to help you understand
I love you more than anybody can.

And the wind will whisper your name to me
little birds will sing along in time,
leaves will bow down when you walk by
and morning bells will chime

I'll be there when you're feelin' down
to kiss away the tears that you cry,
I'll share with you all the happiness I've found
a reflection of the love in your eyes.

And I'll sing you the songs of the rainbow,
I'll whisper of the joy that is mine
leaves will bow down when you by
and morning bells will chime

I'll walk in the rain by your side,
I'll cling to the warmth your tiny hand,
I'll do anything to help you satisfied
I love you more than anybody can.

And the wind will whisper your name to me
little birds will sing along in time,
leaves will bow down when you walk by
and morning bells will chime