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Octobre 2006

Hier soir, festin nippon.

Lundi 23 octobre 2006 à 15 h 06
Invité par Michiko, j'ai eu le plaisir de me régaler.

En entrée, une petite soupe au tofu, ma foi bien goulayante. Etait également servie de la racine (de quoi ???) et de la carotte rapée à la soy sauce, et de l'okra (gombo). Pour finir de se gaver, l'omelette légèrement sucrée et roulée. Yummy, comme on dit.

Petite pause de 10 minutes, et là l'hôtesse enchaîne: teriyaki de boeuf (oh putain comment c'était bon), suivi de tempuras (oignon, crevettes, courgette, haricot vert) servis avec du riz gluant, of course.

Et histoire de nous faciliter la digestion, un tiramisu fait maison.

Suivi de green tea japonais (c'est bizarre, ca sent un peu le poisson, mais c'est bon), puis d'un thé au jasmin.

Conclusion: Ne pas inviter Michiko, au risque de mourir de honte avec mon gratin d'aubergine ou mes épinards à la crème.

Ja Mata !

IE 7

Jeudi 19 octobre 2006 à 22 h 37
Mail reçu à l'instant:


"To: All Children's Hospital Boston staff
From: Information Services Department
Re: Microsoft Internet Explorer 7 web browser

Microsoft has released the newest version (version 7) of the Internet Explorer web browser (IE7) today. Although it is available for download at Microsoft's site, ISD recommends that you *do not* download and install it at this time. We are continuing to test IE7 for incompatibilities with software in use at CHB. We have already found applications which do not work with IE7 (e.g. our Fuji Synapse PACS system).

Once we have worked through all of our testing and have remediated any known incompatibilities, we will make available a configuration of this software that will allow applications on your workstation to function correctly.

Thank you"

Fear.

A toi l'abruti

Jeudi 19 octobre 2006 à 02 h 00
qui s'est servi du FACSCan juste avant moi, qui l'a laissé le ventre à l'air, le tank vide et la poubelle pleine...

Gros con.

Putain, machine en rad, je ne peux utiliser que celle ci pour cause de réglages, du coup, manip en l'air, merci à cet animal.


Parole en l'air, osef, attention whore, encule le, tout ce que vous voulez, mais c'est pas possible d'etre aussi con et égocentrique.

En fait l'avion,

Jeudi 12 octobre 2006 à 19 h 43
c'est juste le pitcher des Yankees, Cory Lidle, qui apprenait à voler.

Et apparemeent, il était aussi doué pour le vol que pour le baseball, vu que c'est un peu de sa faute que les Yankees se sont fait sortir des playoffs par les Detrois "Tigers".

Oui je prends le plie bostonien. Je me réjouie.

De la défaite des Yankees, hein.

Pas de la mort de l'instructeur de vol.

The thrill is gone

Jeudi 12 octobre 2006 à 14 h 44

"The thrill is gone
The thrill is gone away
The thrill is gone baby
The thrill is gone away
You know you done me wrong baby
And youll be sorry someday

The thrill is gone
Its gone away from me
The thrill is gone baby
The thrill is gone away from me
Although, Ill still live on
But so lonely Ill be

The thrill is gone
Its gone away for good
The thrill is gone baby
Its gone away for good
Someday I know Ill be open armed baby
Just like I know a good man should

You know Im free, free now baby
Im free from your spell
Oh Im free, free, free now
Im free from your spell
And now that its all over
All I can do is wish you well"
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Mercredi 4 octobre 2006 à 03 h 27
by Buck 65


"I don't know whats wrong with the youth of today
wondering lost it's true what they say
and who is to blame?
T.V and magazines,
they'd have you belive, everyday was halloween.
why when I was a kid,
playing in the ditches
living in fear of satan and the witches
the whole world was made of wood and smelled like gasoline
the days were atleast twice as long
and the grass was green.
running for my life
I was cursed by a talking snake
I'd walk all day
and throw rocks across a bottomless lake.
there was a killer in the woods who would whistle
once in a while I could hear him shoot his pistol
and the other kids hated me...
but like a martyr
i drove my self harder and harder
blood in my eyes.
scrubing to get the dirt off
didn't say much didn't like to take my shirt off
was quick
but I didn't know the meaning of pain yet
I'd visit father Bob
and he would show me his train set
tell me a story, offer me a glass of milk
send me on my way with a question to ask myself
the rain didn't bother me
the search had meaning
church was good but I'd rather be dreaming
high speed horse shoes harnneses and heavy string
problem is today they've got an answer for everything

4-6-3 an x an o and I can't think of a better way to end the day
4-6-3 a yes a no and I can't think of a better way to end the day
4-6-3 a punch a kick and I can't think of a better way to end the day
4-6-3 it's life, death and I can't think of a better way to end the day

learn the words
turnin' the double play
doing my damage in my own suttle way
I've been all over
I've seen to much
I no longer feel the need to rush
I'm upside down I'm inside out
broken glass all in my mouth
cut wide open and everybody knew why
cuz when it comes to rockin something fearce
mmmm do I

4-6-3 an x an o and I can't think of a better way to end the day
4-6-3 a yes a no and I can't think of a better way to end the day
4-6-3 a punch a kick and I can't think of a better way to end the day
4-6-3 it's life, death and I can't think of a better way to end the day"

J'ai eu la chance de le voir lors de Rock en scène il y a deux ans.