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Started this before change to "New Blogger", as backup in case of trouble with digiphoto blog "In a Small Dark Room", or rants & links blog "Hello Cruel World" . Useful - at one stage Dark Room was there, but like the astrophysical Dark Matter, we could't see it ... better now, but kept Just In Case.

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There is nothing. There is no God and no universe, there is only empty space, and in it a lost and homeless and wandering and companionless and indestructible Thought. And I am that thought. And God, and the Universe, and Time, and Life, and Death, and Joy and Sorrow and Pain only a grotesque and brutal dream, evolved from the frantic imagination of that same Thought.
Mark Twain (letter to Joseph Twichell after his wife's death)
[me, on a bad day]

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Saturday, January 31, 2004
www.neilgaiman.com/journal/2004_01_25_archive.asp#107557223894161245
Zap, crackle and bop
posted by Neil Gaiman 1/31/2004 12:03:58 PM

Fred the Unlucky Black Cat spends all of his spare time trying to remove the conical white plastic collar that the vet put on to stop him licking his stitches. He tries to remove the collar by rubbing it, continually, over and over, against the carpet, or against a blanket or the carpet-covered-cat-climbing-thing-I-got-him-to-keep-him-busy. Rub rub rub rub rub rub rub, over and over, in the dry air of a wintery bedroom. As he does this he builds up static charges which do not discharge, then wanders the room with all his fur on end, attracting hair, dust, small pieces of paper, fluff and lint, a black cat slowly going grey with dust. I am sitting here typing, and I just felt Fred go past, six inches away, like a prickly ghost of static wind. It occurs to me that if I actually reach down and touch him, the immediate result will be a lot like these images ( http://strikeone.com.au/special/special.htm ). Or these films ( http://wvlightning.com/video.html ).

NeilG also points out this:

There are gorgeous [MC] Escher snakes in motion at
www.etereaestudios.com/docs_html/snakes_htm/snakes_movie_index.htm (via the ever-impressive Shanmonster - www.shanmonster.com - who has a story about cats, kittens & porcupines called Little Kitty Foofoo).

Bucket 'o' Kitties
www.scottmccloud.com/comics/mi/mi-24/mi-24.html

A tribute to Mopsey, the cat
www.privatehand.com/flash/mopsey.html

One Tom Lehrer song I used to know, The Elements, is beautifully realised on this page:
www.privatehand.com/flash/elements.html
I must refresh my memory so I can shock, amaze & bore listeners with it again.
There are links from here to other Tom Lehrer pieces on line, including lyrics, mp3s and interviews.
[permalink] posted by Mez at 12:11 am