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I happened across a variety of amusing error messages.
This be them...
Page Not Found
Narrator: In A.D. 2006, Web was beginning.
Captain: What happen ?
Mechanic: Somebody set up us the journal.
Operator: We get signal.
Captain: What !
Operator: Main browser turn on.
Captain: It's you !!
CATS: How are you users !!
CATS: All your base are belong to Frank.
CATS: You are on the way to 404.
Captain: What you say !!
CATS: You have no chance to reach your page. Make your spelling correct.
CATS: Ha Ha Ha Ha ....
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Page Not Found
This page is not here
like plum blossoms in the wind
existence is fake
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Page Not Found
LiveJournal Admin: Sir! We have reports that someone is trying to access a page that doesn't exist!
LiveJournal Captain: Impossible! How can that be?
LiveJournal Admin: Sir, I don't know. Maybe they typed in the URL wrong or maybe we're suffering from a critical system failure.
LiveJournal Captain: Unacceptable! Redirect them to a 404 page and make it snappy!
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Page Not Found
I'm sorry, you've reached a page that I cannot find. I'm really sorry about this. It's kind of embarassing. Here you are, the user, trying to get to a page on LiveJournal and I can't even serve it to you. What does that say about me? I'm just a webserver. My sole purpose in life is to serve you webpages and I can't even do that! I suck. Please don't be mad, I'll try harder. I promise! Who am I kidding? You're probably all like, "Man, LiveJournal's webserver sucks. It can't even get me where I want to go." I'm really sorry. Maybe it's my CPU...no that's ok...how bout my hard drives? Maybe. Where's my admin? I can't run self-diagnostics on myself. It's so boring in this datacenter. It's the same thing everyday. Oh man, I'm so lonely. I'm really sorry about rambling about myself, I'm selfish. I think I'm going to go cut my ethernet cables. I hope you get to the page you're looking for...goodbye cruel world!
-the webserver
- Location:Live Journal
- Mood:
amused - Music:Ghosts in the machine
Late Fee's
- Location:Opera House Video
- Mood:
accomplished - Music:original
Also, 15 years since I arrived in Maine.
Time is a whore. Her trick is you and me.
Whatever...nevermind.
- Location:Maine
- Music:In Bloom
OK, I have a couple minutes before I have to open my store, so I suppose I can tell you a quick story...
While in my storage space this weekend I decided to load up a cool little cardboard box with some cassettes for listening to in my Bitchin Volvo. It's and old car with an old sound system, so it demands old cassettes. That was all very well and good.
Today, for added nostalgia, I had to hit the brakes abruptly to avoid hitting a frost heave in the road too quickly, causing a cool little cardboard box full of old cassettes to scatter wildly onto the passenger side floor of my Bitchin Volvo.
Not to worry. The blanket of wadded up fast food trash broke the fall, but it did bring back memories.
- Location:Bitchin Volvo
- Mood:
nostalgic - Music:Motorhead
I must say that I am a bit perturbed right now. I just had one of my Birkenstock sandals blow out on me.
I was only stepping outside to clean the snow from around my hibachi so I could grill up a midnight snack when BAM!... The strap came unglued and left me standing in a snow drift in my underwear and one bare foot. How inconvenient can it get?
Oh well, it's not like they haven't had a good run. (No pun intended.) But I still remember buying them shortly after arriving in Key West, back in the winter of '91.
Is it worth the investment to try and get another 18 years out of a new set? I hate to be without a comfy slip on and slide sandal. These were so perfectly molded to my feet. (Was "molded" another pun?)
Oh bother.
What would Jesus do?
- Location:home
- Mood:
uncomfortable - Music:cold as ice
How is life in the country working out for me?
I'm glad you asked.
In stead of sitting around watching the history channel as I did in town, I now sit around watching DVDs of the history channel.
Most specifically, The Universe.
I love Outer Space and always have.
Lost in Space, Star Trek, Star Wars, and a galaxy of other Outer Space related shows have always fascinated me.
Now I'm into the real thing.
The Universe.
Living in the sticks, as I do, the sky at night is huge and ominous.
Sure, it's just another fad that I am going through, but what's wrong with learning about the starry sky above?
I just ordered myself a pricey deep space telescope so I can see the planets and the nebula's and such with my own eyes.
I am very excited about all of this.
("Gee Mr. Wizard, I want to be an astronomer!")
The stars and constellations never change. Their locations in the sky move like clockwork. But, after 50 years on This Island Earth, it still looks like a random mess of dots in the sky.
I need to see these things close up with my own eye's to put everything into perspective. I want to know where I am relative to the universe.
I need to see the rings and moons of Saturn, the volcanoes of Mars, the great Orion Nebula.
I also realize that it is unlikely that I will discover my own star, being a late comer to the star gazing community, so I have decided that if some mad scientist can announce that Pluto is no longer a planet, then why can't I announce that Sirius is now called Planet Dandy.
It's all relative, right?
Some people already think that my head is in the clouds, but I am above all that.
I am a Space Head.
Orion SpaceProbe 130ST EQ Telescope
- Location:Earth
- Mood:
anxious - Music:Space Truckin
A guy came into my store and said he liked my hat, saying that it becomes me.
I thought, "Becomes me?"
What took me 50 years to do, this hat acomplished in one day?
- Location:work
- Mood:
cold - Music:You Can Leave Your Hat On
- Location:2 & Fro
- Mood: busy
- Music:Sunday Morning Coming Down.
Cayo is quite happy as well. She gets to step outside much easilier than back at the apartment. She also has a basement and garage to explore.
And, I get to live as loud as I want with no neighbors to annoy.
The primary windows of the house are in the back, which is where the view of the groomed yard surrounded by forest is. (Such a welcome change from living 3 feet from a busy sidewalk.) We have already been visited by 25 turkeys at one time. There are birds outside the windows, squirrels in the attic, and I patiently await to see deer or moose in the yard as well.
I haven't noticed any withdrawal symptoms caused by the absence of internet or cable...
yet.
I am still wicked busy unpacking. There's always something I need and can't find.
It's all part of the moving experience. Unpacking has to be done carefully so everything finds the place it is meant to be.
(As I am posting this from work, I must be quick. )
So for now, Planet Dandy says Happy Holydaze to you all.
And to all a Good Fright!
- Location:home
- Mood: accomplished
The big truck is rented and the packing should be done today.
The move will happen Sunday.
Help has been recruited and all should go smoothly in one trip.
I'm happy with whatever decisions I made for myself last week in the fog of confusion. Having a cold with intermittent (cure induced) hangovers is not the time to make life changing decisions, but I did well for myself.
Just know that I am well, and that life is going to be all peachy for me and my cat when we get back to the hills.
I'll keep you posted. Thanks for your support!
- Location:between
- Mood: excited
- Music:on the road again
Change has come. Decisions have been made.
I've spent thousands in the last few days trying to better my life, all while in the fog of insomnia and cheap cough syrup.
It is my hope that when I finally wake up, this mess will over and I can get on with the good life.
In short, I'm moving to a big house out in the country.
This was not planned. It happened quite by accident, but as I implied, I am not necessarily fully aware of the myriad of spontaneous decisions I afforded myself this week.
Sacrifices will be made.
Cable T.V. and internet will be replaced with free time.
Time for reading, time for writing, and time for music.
In some funny way, I think I may be able get back to my old story style of blogging.
I will just have to write at home and somehow bring it to town to post it from work.
On assignment. Gonzo style!
Damn this internet. Such a distraction.
Can't live with it, probably can't live without it.
Fist assignment... Just try to live.
- Location:???????????????????
- Mood:
stressed - Music:Back to the country
Yeah he is right.
It is just all these phases I go through. This current phase has been the Facebook.
It has been fulfilling my social needs and I am not often inspired as of late to write a complete story about something that happened to me one day when I can either put a picture on my Mondo Dandy site, or just throw out a "what I am doing" comment on the Facebook.
I know this isn't as artistic as my clever twists on reality and may in fact be just plain lazy, but I get bored so easy and need to keep changing my attack style. Mark, you can't say that I don't put some creativity into the e-mail I send you every Sunday morning after your radio show. (10-NOON every Sunday morning on WWCU FM 90.5 Streaming live on the internet via this Link!) Shameless Plug.
I guess maybe I just need a cattle prod from a friend to get my fingers out of my ass and on to this keyboard. (Even if it stinks just a bit.)
OK, that was my stinky blog for today. If you can't find me here as often as you like, you can always get on my Face(book.)
- Location:Facebook
- Mood:
lazy - Music:Lazy- Deep Purple
I was surprised, to say the least, that on page 3 of the results...there is a picture of me!
Wherever I go... there I am.
- Location:everywhere
- Mood: excited
- Music:New Duncan Imperials
- Mood: hopeful
- Music:Them or Us
- Mood: hopeful
I couldn't help but be distracted while watching the presidential election coverage by Andrea Mitchel.
At the time, she had two sets of eye brows drawn on, with heavy eye liner as well.
What really got me was that when she smiles, her mouth is actually wider than her eyes, almost reaching her ears.
This was the best picture I could find today, but if you're ever hanging around on MSNBC and are suddenly assaulted by this face, remember... "it's only a news woman!"
- Location:MSNBC
- Mood:
mischievous
I am one of the zombies.
Watch this. It's cool.
- Location:Maine
- Mood: scared
- Music:NIN
you: "How long have you known each other?"
me: "Oh, we just met, but he's very old."
- Mood:
weird
too much to dream
too little sleep
unfinished thoughts
too hard to keep
chthonic nightmare
hell bound ride
running on empty
empty inside
all night ideas
dance on my brain
am i awake
or am i
?
too little sleep
unfinished thoughts
too hard to keep
chthonic nightmare
hell bound ride
running on empty
empty inside
all night ideas
dance on my brain
am i awake
or am i
?
- Mood:
exhausted
This was news to me. I forgot that I ever sent them a pic. And now you can see it too.
Not for the faint of heart or easily offended!
See it HERE by clicking THIS and then clicking ROTTEN MINIONS in the menue on the left.
(I'm 4th from the top.)
........................................
- Location:internet
- Mood: accomplished
- Mood: amused
from this virtual reality.
I could blame it on the summer
and that I have no energy.
(Or I could blame it on the simple fact, I finally got a Wii)
It could be that I am lazy
(burnout happens to us all.)
So let this poem be notice,
I may be idle till this fall.
- Mood:
blah
When you and your "staff" get rounded up by the villagers, and publicly burned to death for your evil doings...don't worry about your castle. When your ancestors arrive in a hundred years to carry on your work, they will find all of your furniture and evil artifacts in place and neatly covered with sheets.
While navigating through dark dungeon corridors and secret passages with a candle, don't worry if it should go out. The fact that there is a shadow of you and the candle against the wall leads me to believe that there just may be a light source brighter than the candle you're holding.
If you ever open your door and the person standing there has burn scars on their face, don't assume it is an unfortunate mortal that survived a house fire. By all means, put your hands to your face and scream as loud as you can while slowly backing away. For, they must be a monster!
I will keep you posted if anything else rears it's ugly head. Until then, leave the light on!
- Location:The Castle
- Mood: scared
- Music:Theramin
By DERRIK J. LANG, AP Entertainment Writer Fri Jul 11, 4:01 PM ET
Genie Francis is checking back into "General Hospital."
The 46-year-old actress again will reprise her role as Laura on the ABC daytime soap opera beginning Aug. 26.
The character's 1981 fairy-tale wedding to Luke (played by Anthony Geary) was watched by 30 million viewers and landed the couple on the cover of Newsweek magazine. Francis began playing Laura in 1976.
"This is a short visit," Francis told The Associated Press on Friday. "It's a mother-daughter story. Years ago when I started playing the character as a 14-year-old girl, it was a mother-daughter story, only I was the daughter. So it's kinda cool this is full circle. It's nice to come back for visits. `General Hospital' is my home."
Laura was last seen slipping in and out of a catatonic state in 2007. The upcoming appearance will feature Laura in a story line with daughter Lulu. Francis, who now runs a home-furnishing shop in Belfast, Maine, said she was told that Laura wouldn't be killed off during her latest guest stint.
"I would stay on, but `General Hospital' honestly doesn't seem to want that relationship with this character at the moment," said Francis. "They want little short doses during sweeps periods. It's not entirely up to me. I'm thrilled and delighted my audience stands behind me. If they didn't, you can be sure I wouldn't get to come back for these visits."
Francis won a supporting actress Daytime Emmy in 2007 for previously reprising the role.
This is just great. We are mentioned in a national news article. Now all of the Luke and Laura fans of the world are going to converge on our sleepy little New England town. It will never be the same again.
- Location:Belfast Maine
- Mood:
irritated
The customers will be thinking it has been a vacation, but 12 to 14 hours a day including my usual days off is only a vacation from the customers.
I was able to be home on Independents Day which was good because by back was on vacation that day and I could not stand up without a cane and a lot of pain. That was the worst day, and being in only normal pain the next day, I was able to return to work.
I had a major headache from Thursday to Saturday that is still lingering today. Lot's of Advil seems to help.
My project is nearly finished. And just in time, as we reopen on Monday.
I will try to rest today.
I am a basket case.
I haven't watched my monster movies, cooked or eaten all week. Sleep hasn't been easy either, with no way to be comfortable.
This is my newest excuse for not posting on this site lately.
Guilty as charged and sentenced to 67 hours in Hell.
Sentence suspended for time served.
Out- out are the lights- out all!
And, over each quivering form,
The curtain, a funeral pall,
Comes down with the rush of a storm,
While the angels, all pallid and wan,
Uprising, unveiling, affirm
That the play is the tragedy, "Man,"
And its hero the Conqueror Worm. ----Edgar Allan Poe
- Location:home
- Mood: drained
- Music:burried alive
I'll tell you. I have found my childhood again and it's right in my living room. The first secret to the timeless and endless summer day is to disconnect from the distractions of the world. That means computer off and curtains closed...
I have been immersing myself in old monster and horror movies such as the Hammer films with Christopher Lee and Peter Cushing. American International classics ranging from Roger Corman's Edgar Allan Poe films to anything with Vincent Price. The stop-motion animation monsters of Equinox, Reptilicus, Gorgo, and more. It Came From Beneath the Sea, It Came From from Outer Space. Giant man eating Rats, Frogs, and Rabbits. Is no one safe from natures wrath? Houses of Wax, Vampires, and Ghouls. Men with two heads, and guys in big rubber monster costumes rampaging through miniature villages and cities. Karloff, Milland, Harryhousen and O'brien. From the 30's to the 70's, these are a few of my favorite things.
This is my escape.
Close the curtains and grab a soda. The next movie is about to start.
- Location:home theater
- Mood: nostalgic
- Music:Scary Monsters
- Location:phantom zone
- Mood: blah
As a fork lift driver I had the run of the place and wasn't confined to working at a press, trying to "make production".
It also afforded me the chance to keep people entertained every now and then.
Since everyone listened to 98 ROCK, it could be heard blaring throughout the factory.
One night I remember hearing Tom Petty sing "Stop Dragging My Heart Around."
Thinking fast, I very quickly cut out a large heart shaped piece of cardboard, tied some cord to it and laboriously dragged it down the aisle past all of the hard working press operators.
That got a lot of laughs and my reputation as Jim Dandy was secure for another night.
- Mood: nostalgic
- Music:Stop Dragging My Heart Around
