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uhhh wow we just had our first nasty Solid Precipitation Event of the Winter (which, calendrically, began 9 days ago, with balmy spring weather), and an hour ago (while the Happy New Year fireworks set a Dubai skyscraper ablaze) I slid and slipped on ice and snow to drive into town to get Chinese food -- the menu still calls it Peking Duck, but I guess it should be Beijing Duck.
S.W.M.B.O. also wanted Cheetos, which she claims is a universally recognized New Year's Day tradition.
So ...
Happy Reformed
Gregorian New Year!
Gregorian New Year!
If Vleeptroids will recall, the first HNY greeting I designed was meant to do only one thing: Not have any of the standard famous hokey stereotypical cliches, like the old bearded man limping & wheezing out, and the neonate in a diaper/nappy crawling in.
So here Vleeptron pours methode champagnoise into The Einstein-Minkowski Light Cone!
Albert and his pal Herman cooked up this-here Light Cone to represent ... well, Everything. The Past, the Future, the Present, and all the crap that goes on Everywhere and Everywhen.
The idea is that the constant velocity of light speeds in all directions To and From HERE & NOW.
There may be goofy crap Outside or Beyond the Light Cone, but we can never perceive or experience it. It is Forever Unknowable. Because we can't see stuff beyond where light has travelled from NOW.
(For you Unatheists, God, or However Many Gods you believe in -- He, She or Them know all this Outside-the-Cone Goofy Crap. But we mere mortals and Einsteins and Minkowskis, we can't even guess. We are, to put it bluntly, Too Fucking Dumb.)
(I personally think that Killer Clowns from Outer Space live outside the E-M Light Cone -- but I got no proof.)
Now I will briefly -- as briefly as possible for the verbose Vleeptron Dude -- summarize the quickly expiring Year 2015.
It sucked. It bit the Hairy Wazoo. It was the Year of the Dead Babies, the Year of the 14-year-old girl Suicide Bombers, the Year of the Abducted Zoroastrians and Nigerian Schoolgirls ...
I could go on.
But, as Fred Schneider & the Shake Society sang:
Now I'm going to prepare to eat my Beijing Duck and Drink my methode champagnoise and try to stay awake until our local midnight about 5 hours from now. (I always like to hear Guy Lambardo & His Royal Canadians sing Auld Lang Syne.)
I love all Vleeptroids, here, on Earth and in the Dwingeloo-2 Galaxy! And wish everyone a MUCH MUCH BETTER 2016!
Oh, a special shout-out to The Uma -- salam, selam, safety wherever you may be, Syria, Lebanon, Pakistan, Afghanistan, Indonesia, Turkey, Iran, or Darmstadt DE.
And a special Salam to Khaled Mardam-Bey, who turned a gazillion strangers into neighbors! If there's True Hope for a better 2016, Khaled's one of the world's best bringers of this Hope.
5 comments:
heh i always hated mIRC, though no doubt khaled had a superb role to play in bringing strangers together.
Okay, by the time I click [SEND], my World Time Zone map says it should be 11 am in Karachi -- you're in Friday and I just started my Friday, after watching all that Times Square NYC ball-dropping hooplah.
I lied, the big Dubai fireworks display did NOT cause the fire at the nearby high-rise hotel ... and tho one guy had a heart attack getting out of the hotel, there were almost no injuries. But for hours last night, Man Oh Man was the news video from the Dubai fire really dramatic! Most of the video was from a TV service I don't get, al-Arabia. Now that we got a Whomp-Butt Smart TV that gets EVERYTHING, I'll go hunting and fishing for al-Arabia.
Okay, the mIRC thing where
>Feloni slaps bedbug around with a stale trout
is silly, but I've been So Happy with Khaled's mIRC that I even pay him for it! What IRC platform do you use or prefer or praise to the sky?
On K M-B's personal website he has photos of al-Saladin's tomb in Damascus. You grumbled at me for nominating Malala for the Nobel Pizza Prize, so feel free to scoff and laugh if I nominate Khaled for it. The world seems to be in a long-term Black Storm of Anger and Hate and Violence -- and though mIRC may not be The Cure, it's certainly a huge dose of Understanding & Sharing & Learning.
As you well know, my knowledge of Pakistan was around Zero on the Ignoramus scale. IRC and mIRC have cranked it up to about +2.4 , maybe even +3.18 . This is a Good, a Great Thing for a sick and a sore world.
Have a lovely Friday breakfast -- and a wonderful 2016 for your whole family!
When the Vleeptron theocracy permits currently sinful technology advances I will post a photo of our Palm Harbor FL blazing fireplace due to today's bone-chilling 62degree cloudy weather
so dig my profile pic....first granddaughter Claire Noel at about 90 days wearing a cursed Tom Brady jersey though she lives in the mountains of northern Utah
Thank you for writing thiis
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