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May. 2nd, 2005 05:27 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
orangerfulBeen pretty quiet today here at West County. I think it's because the weather has been lurking outside. It's dark and cloudy and a bit windy. No rain, yet. I think it's waiting to pour at 9pm when we all start walking to our cars.
I just put the weirdest mix on my iPod shuffle. I was already tired of the pop music mix I had on there, with music by every band ever. So last night, I ripped musicals and soundtracks. So on my way to work this afternoon, I heard "Jesus Christ, Superstar" then it went into the final track on The Phantom Menace, which is about 10 minutes long, since it has the parade's music and then the closing credits music (Duel of the Fates makes me drive FAST!) and then right when I got to the library, "Any Dream Will Do" started up. I'm such a dork. I was going to put disney songs on their too, but I got too tired. I also remembered that I packed my Evita soundtrack and AD booby trapped the closet so I said "eh" to that one too haha. That reminds me, I should order the JCsuperstar soundtrack, I don't have a copy of that anymore...hm...
Yeah, it was so slow today, I typed up an entire section from Hitchhiker's Guide...a part that wasn't in the movie, and that's okay, but it's actually a really funny part in the book...and I feel as though I should integrate the quotes into my next Livejournal layout...(erm...after the Star Wars one..yes..)
A sudden commotion destroyed the moment: the door flew open and two angry men wearing the coarse faded-blue robes and belts of the Cruxwan University burst into the room, thrusting aside the ineffectual flunkie who tried to bar their way.
"We demand admission!" shouted the younger of the two men, elbowing a pretty young secretary in the throat.
"Come on," shouted the older one, "you can't keep us out!" He pushed a junior programmer back through the door.
"We demand that you can't keep us out!" bawled the younger one, though he was now firmly inside the room and no further attempts were being made to stop him.
"Who are you?" said Lunkwill, rising angrily from his seat. "What do you want?"
"I am Majikthise!" announced the older one.
"And I demand that I am Vroomfondel!" shouted the younger one.
Majikthise turned to Vroomfondel. "It's all right," he explained angrily, "you don't need to demand that."
"All right!" bawled Vroomfondel, banging on a nearby desk. "I am Vroomfondel, and that is not a demand, that is a solid fact! What we demand is solid facts!"
"No, we don't!" exclaimed Majikthise in irritation. "That is precisely what we don't demand!"
Scarecly pausing for breath, Vroomfondel shouted, "We don't demand solid facts! What we demand is a total absence of solid facts. I demand that I may or may not be Vroomfondel!"
"But who the devil are you?" exclaimed an outraged Fook.
"We," said Majikthise, "are Philosophers."
"Though we may or may not be," said Vroomfondel, waving a warning finger at the programmers.
"Yes, we are," insisted Majikthise. "We are quite definitely here as representatives of the Amalgamated Union of Philosophers, Sages, Luminaries, and Other Thinking Persons, and we want this machine off, and we want it off now!"
"What's the problem?" said Lunkwill.
"I'll tell you what the problem is, mate," said Majikthise, "demarcation, that's the problem!"
"We demand," yelled Vroomfondel, "that demarcation may or may not be a problem."
"You just let the machines get on with the adding up," warned Majikthise, "and we'll take care of the eternal verities, thank you very much. You want to check your legal position, you do, mate. Under law, the Quest for the Ultimate Truth is quite clearly the inalienable prerogative of your working thinkers. Any bloody machine goes and actually finds it and we're straight out of the job, aren't we? I mean, what's the use of our sitting up half the night arguing that there may or may not be a God if this machine only goes and gives you his bleeding phone number the next morning?"
"That's right," shouted Vroomfondel, "we demand ridgely defined areas of doubt and uncertainty!"
I just put the weirdest mix on my iPod shuffle. I was already tired of the pop music mix I had on there, with music by every band ever. So last night, I ripped musicals and soundtracks. So on my way to work this afternoon, I heard "Jesus Christ, Superstar" then it went into the final track on The Phantom Menace, which is about 10 minutes long, since it has the parade's music and then the closing credits music (Duel of the Fates makes me drive FAST!) and then right when I got to the library, "Any Dream Will Do" started up. I'm such a dork. I was going to put disney songs on their too, but I got too tired. I also remembered that I packed my Evita soundtrack and AD booby trapped the closet so I said "eh" to that one too haha. That reminds me, I should order the JCsuperstar soundtrack, I don't have a copy of that anymore...hm...
Yeah, it was so slow today, I typed up an entire section from Hitchhiker's Guide...a part that wasn't in the movie, and that's okay, but it's actually a really funny part in the book...and I feel as though I should integrate the quotes into my next Livejournal layout...(erm...after the Star Wars one..yes..)
A sudden commotion destroyed the moment: the door flew open and two angry men wearing the coarse faded-blue robes and belts of the Cruxwan University burst into the room, thrusting aside the ineffectual flunkie who tried to bar their way.
"We demand admission!" shouted the younger of the two men, elbowing a pretty young secretary in the throat.
"Come on," shouted the older one, "you can't keep us out!" He pushed a junior programmer back through the door.
"We demand that you can't keep us out!" bawled the younger one, though he was now firmly inside the room and no further attempts were being made to stop him.
"Who are you?" said Lunkwill, rising angrily from his seat. "What do you want?"
"I am Majikthise!" announced the older one.
"And I demand that I am Vroomfondel!" shouted the younger one.
Majikthise turned to Vroomfondel. "It's all right," he explained angrily, "you don't need to demand that."
"All right!" bawled Vroomfondel, banging on a nearby desk. "I am Vroomfondel, and that is not a demand, that is a solid fact! What we demand is solid facts!"
"No, we don't!" exclaimed Majikthise in irritation. "That is precisely what we don't demand!"
Scarecly pausing for breath, Vroomfondel shouted, "We don't demand solid facts! What we demand is a total absence of solid facts. I demand that I may or may not be Vroomfondel!"
"But who the devil are you?" exclaimed an outraged Fook.
"We," said Majikthise, "are Philosophers."
"Though we may or may not be," said Vroomfondel, waving a warning finger at the programmers.
"Yes, we are," insisted Majikthise. "We are quite definitely here as representatives of the Amalgamated Union of Philosophers, Sages, Luminaries, and Other Thinking Persons, and we want this machine off, and we want it off now!"
"What's the problem?" said Lunkwill.
"I'll tell you what the problem is, mate," said Majikthise, "demarcation, that's the problem!"
"We demand," yelled Vroomfondel, "that demarcation may or may not be a problem."
"You just let the machines get on with the adding up," warned Majikthise, "and we'll take care of the eternal verities, thank you very much. You want to check your legal position, you do, mate. Under law, the Quest for the Ultimate Truth is quite clearly the inalienable prerogative of your working thinkers. Any bloody machine goes and actually finds it and we're straight out of the job, aren't we? I mean, what's the use of our sitting up half the night arguing that there may or may not be a God if this machine only goes and gives you his bleeding phone number the next morning?"
"That's right," shouted Vroomfondel, "we demand ridgely defined areas of doubt and uncertainty!"
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Date: 2005-05-03 01:31 am (UTC)I still need to get a copy of Hair on disc... :)
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Date: 2005-05-03 02:38 am (UTC)I don't know if I've ever listened to "Hair". There was a scary girl I went to high school with who was OBSESSED with it, so I avoided it just to avoid conversation with her hahahha.
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Date: 2005-05-07 03:20 am (UTC)My brain just decided to remember when Spike asks Angel if he can deny him three times in 'Not Fade Away'. (I think it was in that last episode.) ;D
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Date: 2005-05-03 04:22 am (UTC)Oh, and I swear we will hang out at some point this month - I'm sorry I didn't follow thru on the plan to meet up last weekend but we had a panic attack with the apartment rent.
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Date: 2005-05-03 05:36 pm (UTC)