Like falling off a blog
Sep. 13th, 2004 01:04 pmNielsen observes that "much of the Web is like an anthill built by ants on LSD". Surely he's thinking of spiders? After all, we already know what their webs look like under the influence of drugs. To this research I can also add the anecdotal datum that webs created under the influence of copious amounts of caffeine look something like this.
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Ever since I've worked in this office, the fax machine has made moaning noises reminiscent of a wookie in labour. Today, though, the real meaning of those noises became hideously apparent as the air-conditioning added its voice to the chorus, with a noise somewhere between a snore, a grunt, and a ruler being twanged over the edge of a desk. "Grunt - ouhhhh. Grunt - ouhhhh." It's just like living in shared student accommodation.
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And finally...
nou has introduced me to the category game, which is an even better office fiddle-object than those little magnetic whatnots that keep the money rolling in for IWOOT and their ilk -- if, of course, you'd rather play with neat javascript implementations of experimental cognitive semantics than overpriced grown-up versions of construct-o-straws. If this (the linguistics, not the plastic) is an area that interests you, I can recommend Lakoff's superbly-named and eminently readable book Women, Fire and Dangerous Things. Oh, and Amazon get one out of three for product placement.
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Ever since I've worked in this office, the fax machine has made moaning noises reminiscent of a wookie in labour. Today, though, the real meaning of those noises became hideously apparent as the air-conditioning added its voice to the chorus, with a noise somewhere between a snore, a grunt, and a ruler being twanged over the edge of a desk. "Grunt - ouhhhh. Grunt - ouhhhh." It's just like living in shared student accommodation.
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And finally...
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Date: 2004-09-13 05:48 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-09-13 05:58 am (UTC)You can borrow my Lakoff if I can find it (my house is categorised into "things which are hidden under other things" and "things which are not") and if you can put up with the fact that the person who owned it before me was evidently a biro-wielding moron.
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Date: 2004-09-13 06:05 am (UTC)It sounds like your house is nearing some kind of paradox. Congratulations. Have you answered back in the margins?
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Date: 2004-09-13 06:08 am (UTC)...the fax machine has made moaning noises reminiscent of a wookie in labour
*snork* I am having difficulty keeping a straight face in the office today. Deportment and a sober professional attitude are important in consultancy and Banking. The printer is behind me and it makes that noise. Repeatedly.
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Date: 2004-09-13 06:33 am (UTC)Thanks for your latest posts (this one and Oxfam) - they've helped enormously to counteract the screaming fury I have had with the soi-disant service department at Whirlpool, who can't spell our address and therefore cannot come to mend the new fridge in which our erstwhile food went bad, melted, died. (Cue Peter Pears singing BB's requiem phrase: dying, dying.)
You're a blessing, you are.
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Date: 2004-09-13 06:37 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-09-13 06:39 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-09-13 06:52 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-09-13 08:29 am (UTC)Sounds like ours, only we're a little more slanted towards "things which are hidden under, inside, or behind other things" and "things which are on top or in front". The second category obviously considerably smaller than the first.
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Date: 2004-09-13 08:46 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-09-13 09:15 am (UTC)Re: category games
Date: 2004-09-13 10:33 am (UTC)Here you go.
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Date: 2004-09-13 01:31 pm (UTC)Was living in this bedsit once - one room, actually rented to two girls.
Spent a half hour or so listening to some other bloke's feet hitting the wardrobe every second and a half.