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10th November 2009
aquaflame16, posting in
davis_square @ 3:10pm: mens haircut recommendations?
 My husband is looking for recommendations for a place to get a haircut. He has curly hair (medium curly) that he is interested in keeping not super short, with some sort of nice shape. He is specifically looking for someone who knows what they are doing with curly hair, and can do more than just the basic supercuts-style short clipper cut. Not too expensive would be great. Any recommendations from people with similar hair needs?
cucumberseed @ 3:12pm: The day is turning around.
 I might be able to pull this out. A little.
plumtreeblossom, posting in
davis_square @ 1:23pm: Stinky's
 I couldn't find much in tags about Stinky's pet grooming in Ball Square, but I wondered what recommendations I could get with regard to claw trimming there (Yelp is my good friend but there wasn't much there). Benjamin will not let me anywhere near his claws for a clipping, but now that he has largely retired from his epic scratching projects, it's got to be done. I buy pet supplies from Stinky's and have always been quite happy, and it's right across the street. Would love if it could work out for regular claw clippings, too...
coffeeandink @ 1:39pm: Eat your leafy purples
 Yesterday there were purple cauliflower and purple broccoli at the farmers' market. (The broccoli is darker. The cauliflower is really lavender.) I still have orange cauliflower from last week, though, so I only bought bread and apples.
sovay @ 1:25pm: But only as a doubtful guest
 Claude Lévi-Strauss died!Claude Lévi-Strauss was still alive! I fail current events. (In other news, I am returned from Providence, where there was pizza and much late-night conversation with ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) readingthedark, and last night Viking Zen and I watched Volver (2006), my first film by Almodóvar. I liked it. Today I am back to raking the lawn.)
Current Music: Peter Bellamy, "Shallow Brown"
cucumberseed @ 1:01pm: Swords Replace November
 I may have to drop out of this my self-imposed goals. There will certainly be no words today. I will be lucky if I can leave here with my work finished, and even luckier if I do not have to come back after class and work until the small hours.
juldea @ 10:55am: dream description from ???
 I'm cleaning off my computer desktop and found dream.txt, created on June 8 2008, saying the following: * large ship containing platoon out for years, we all thought we were just in training, turns out we were actually fighting * I was hypnotized (as platoon commandeR) such that I wouldn't remember the actual battles adn still think we were all joking * Some team member or I figured it out and hypnotized me and we were able to see wat was going on * We retruend to earth, and relativity had the effect that Earth hadn't aged too much perhaps 50 years and once we docked we all began to age immediately into old folks * One of the couples had a child who instead regressed back to being a baby? mine? * started with me competing against three others in command school * had these tasks to do that pitted us against each other, computers - both physical and mental * remember being on the ship and wanting to log onto IRC, but realizing we had no terminals - we had plenty of opportunities for games and fraternization with each other, because we had to have that bond and be a good fighting team. But no contact with the outside world, because well we were in space and they wouldn't let us know it * Once I remembered, dream turned into computer simulation of what we had done. our ship looked kind of like a scorpion! crawling around other planet, fighting other scorpion ships, you could see where we took damage and crawled amongst buildings - not quite like Tron, but similar. At one point we were pretty much bullrushing through groups of civilians. Ship was not actually that big, really, large dormatory * Then there was simulation of what would happen if we won - kind of a flowchart where this green dot on a globe had several green lines coming off of it, and the successes we had followed down specific lines, but unfortunately it seemed we were heading towards a final dot that referred to destroying our own world (by pissing off enemies? by accident? had our near-relativistic speed pushed the Earth's orbit off course?) Due to the spelling,etc errors therein, I assume I wrote this JUST after waking up to try to get the dream down before I forgot it. Interesting!
Current Mood:  creative
anomie666, posting in
davis_square @ 10:00am: Concert this Sunday @ the Burren
 If you don't have plans this Sunday night, come out to the Burren in Davis Square (Somerville) to hear some live music. At 8pm, John Craigie will be performing in the back room. He is a friend of someone I know. I'd like to see a good crowd. You can hear some of his music on his myspace page. He is a very good acoustic/ folk singer and songwriter. x posted to ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/community.gif) b0st0n.
madcaptenor @ 8:45am:
 Can your baby get pregnant if you have sex while pregnant? (from Yahoo! Answers) What's surprising is how many people answer yes. My favorite answer: "Yes, however this phenomenon is most common in Russia. See Also: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Matryoshka_doll" If I remember right some aphids are born pregnant, although I'm having trouble finding a source for this. But the question is about people.
dinosaurcomics @ 7:46am: utahraptor used to be more against t-rex stepping on tiny women, but it keeps happening and the woma
http://www.qwantz.com/index.php?comic=1591  | archive - contact - sexy exciting merchandise - search - about–  |  | | | ← previous | November 10th, 2009 | next | November 10th, 2009: In yesterday's comic T-Rex and Utahraptor talked about self-charging mp3 players (before everyone died) (quite a bit before everyone died). Utahraptor said "There are physical limits to what a -" before he was interrupted by T-Rex. If he'd been allowed to continue he would have said "There are physical limits to what a device such as that can do, and it wouldn't be enough, as I said earlier - assuming of course that the person lives a sedate lifestyle and barely uses their legs."
I say this because it turns out that people are ALREADY working on T-Rex's invention! In fact, they're such great people that they started working on it even before he invented it, and that's really something. Thank you everyone who sent me links to this Science Daily article and this NPR story. I even got some emails from researchers working on this very problem, which was kind of crazy, because I hadn't expected that! It made me think that if I'd written a comic about how you can converse in English with your dogs now instead, we'd all be waking up today to a world where, come Christmas 2009, a Dog Talker will be on the top of everyone's list!
Anyway that sounds pretty good to me!
UPDATE: Guys it turns out that dog translators exist, I am going to think really hard about what my third invention will be before posting it here; I don't want to waste it. – Ryan |
rigel @ 5:30am: Tweets From Yesterday
 My Twitter tweets for the day. Read them or not at your leisure. There may be some new stuff in there, so if interested, check ( behind the LJ cut. )
ff00ff @ 3:14am: Haha, again.
 So Katt Williams was arrested for entering a house he'd been living in for months wile shooting a movie in Georgia. Apparently the movie's producer owns the house, its on a horse ranch, and one of the ranch employees called the cops on him. Does there need to be some kind of national chart or something? They should take the whitest counties in the US, like, anything over 80% white folk, and survey them, and determine which black celebrities the residents of these places recognize on site. The ones who aren't recognized on sight aught to get like, special wavers or something to show to police when this sort of shit happens. "No officer, I'm rich, and I live here," is usually persuasive when true, isn't it? Why not for black celebrities? Also, in a surprising turn of events--or so I've heard it on the internet--it turns out that Eli Weisel is himself like a Nazi for saying that the tea party protesters using imagery of the holocaust to protest President Obama is in bad taste.
10th November 2009
time_shark @ 12:17am: things I've seen
 I saw The Fourth Kind tonight. It's yet another horror movie that makes an attempt to pass itself off as a work based on "real footage." I think the only purpose it served was to demonstrate how well done Paranormal Activity is in comparison; despite Paranormal Activity's occasional lapses into cornball territory, it comes out looking like a masterpiece for the ages when compared to the flopping, squawking, awkward, aimless, poorly written and even more poorly executed mess of Fourth Kind.
ETA: I feel the need to mention that before this big chunk of lame celluloid got rolling, I saw a preview for James Cameron's Avatar. It looks ... awful, both in terms of its FX and its storyline. Just sayin'.
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9th November 2009
nineweaving @ 8:18pm: "You go about the school so exactly like Minerva!"
 Off being an Angel in the House, so I've loaded up the iPod with Edwardotorian light reading—it makes a spiffy torch for those secret passages!—and I've been flicking my way through golden-age Angela Brazil, up to 1922. Of course, I'd much rather have the books—nice, chubby, fluffy things with cocoa stains and awfully jolly plates—but the pixels will have to do. Heaven knows, I'd hate to wake up in a girls' school, but the stories are utterly comforting, smooth and sweet: like bowls full of floating island. Even the titles make me smile: The Madcap of the School, The Jolliest Term on Record. They're all the same and all different—seaside schools, moorland schools, Georgian halls, dissolved abbeys with optional ghosts; shy girls, snobs, hoydens, madcaps, malaperts, twenty girls or two hundred. Mind you, Brazil can't plot for toffee, but she knows fourteen. There are misunderstandings, meannesses, masquerades, undying crushes, ghosts which aren't, and the occasional uprising in the Fourth. (She has rather a pash for gipsyish brunettes.) There are censorious or adulated mistresses; there is frolicking with garlands on the lawn, in Attic attitudes. There is real landscape, done in watercolor—and not only English. Much to my surprise, there are jaunts to Sicily. She must have visited and fallen madly in love, pressing flowers, taking note of the picturesque: "You can always tell a brigand because he never carries an umbrella." So, what featherweight reading do you like? Nine
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