And the mystery deepens… the person who invited me to master elf sent me another cryptic email about knowing I’d be interested, and all I have to do is find out who it is. Did I mention I was horrible at these sort of games? Ah well. Something to look forward to as finals get over. You had to put this up now, didn’t you. When I can’t really persue it until Tues? sigh. I will find you! It’s just a game of Who Loves Ya, Baby?
Month: April 2002
Which LOTR Woman are you?
well, at least I’m an elf… but she gets her guy. When am I going to get one? (Billy?)
Yes, so I installed GreyMatter!
Ha!
I only have to have weird permissions, I suppose. So http://etoiline.com is now up! Sort of. There’s not much there. Give me time. I swear there will be cool stuff there someday…. and eventually I will be blogging on Greymatter instead of blogger. We’ll see, I suppose!
Forums 4 Fans: Arrows United! OT# 77: Only Thing Stronger Than Arrow Love is Orlando (Orlando Bloom)
Question: Gonedaft (Gandalf), why do you dress in all Grey?
Answer:
David P. Zimmerman
White was taken, for now.
Quaff-Down Gin
“[cough cough!] Too many smoke rings.”
Quaff-Down Gin
“Elbereth thinks I look sexy in it.”
Drevekenin
Well, umm… You’re short!
Quagg-Down Gin
“Why do YOU keep putting on that damned Ring, pipsqueak?”
Trevor Raggatt
It’s smart, it’s practical and it works as evening and day-wear
Trevor Raggatt
And you’d prefer “Gonedaft the Polkadot”?
Trevor Raggatt
An unfortunate accident with a magic spell and a bottle of bleach
Trevor Raggatt
I’m so old the didn’t have colour in my day
Trevor Raggatt
It brings out my eyes
James Barker
Cause it matches my beard DUH!
Finandulin
Have YOU tried matching a fuschia hat with a mauve robe?
Trilliena
Hmm, maybe it’s time I did some washing…
EnchanteR
White gets dirty to easily
ScottE Bemeup
That hack, Merlin, messed up my dye spell.
Tom Hyde
Because ‘Gonedaft the Lavender’ doesn’t sound right.
Joona Palaste
Washing powder doesn’t come cheap in the Middle Earth.
Patman
Because “Gandaft the Green” makes me sound like a leperchaun.
Rona
You try wearing white and keeping up with the latest in firework research!
Tony
So I don’t have to wash off road dust.
Bobby
For the same reason you ask these questions, lack of imagination
Arthur St. James
It was white when I put it on at the dawn of the First Elfen Age!”
trex
Grey Power
trex
Black was taken.
trex
Alliteration gone wild
The Grey Wizzard
I’m a mighty Wizard from the order of the Maia! I don’t bother with such trifles as my appeareanes! Besides, green doesn’t suit me.
The Grey Wizzard
I’m a dirt magnet.
littlestar
Never mix whites with colours, my friend…
Shlamko
Magic and washing machines doesn’t mix!
stellan flinkfeldt
Colors wear out after a couple of thousand years without laundry
littlestar
Don’t get TOO used to it…I’ll be wearing white in the next film!
littlestar
It’s all the rage.
littlestar
Why? Does it make my butt look big?
Leon Mane
Your not exactly A Ray of sunshine yourself!
The Grey Wizzard
The Grey Pilgrim can’t stay long enough to find a laundry.
Danielle
Grey is last year’s brown, which was the year before’s black
Anoriel
I have had not any opportunity to reach the cleaning river under Moria Bridge yet. Wait some chapters!
The Grey Wizzard
Would you trust a “Gonedaft the Hot Pink”?
Petzi
This was white! Do you know a good laundress?
Petzi
It makes me look a hundred years younger!
mmm, thunderstorm… I love thunder.
Except that we’re supposed to have a track team bbq in a hour and it’s a little difficult to grill in the rain….
So somehow, our design team won an honorable mention at the poster presentation today… we get $50 among the three of us. Course, we all spent about $24 on the project so we’ll each get about $8 profit… but hey, we pulled something out of our ass! and we didn’t even have a great looking poster. It’s all about the interactivity, though. We had a set of transparencies showing the external -> internal structure of our box and everyone seemed to like that. So, you could say I’m pretty happy 🙂
so things are going pretty well, let’s just hope this good streak extends into the finals…
From Lammy, cause she loves to make me laugh… I know you’ve probably seen these before, but thought I’d share anyway…
Men are like… Floor Tiles
If you lay them right the first time, you can walk all over them for years!
Men are like …Bank Accounts
Without a lot of money, they don’t generate much interest.
Men are like …Blenders
You need one, but you’re not quite sure why.
Men are like …Chocolate Bars
Sweet, smooth, and they usually head right for your hips.
Men are like …Coffee
The best ones are rich, warm, and can keep you up all night long.
Men are like …Commercials
You can’t believe a word they say.
Men are like… Computers
Hard to figure out and never have enough memory.
Men are like …Eskys
Load them with beer and you can take them anywhere.
Men are like… Copiers
You need them for reproduction, but that’s about it.
Men are like …Curling Irons
They’re always hot, and they’re always in your hair.
Men are like… Government Bonds
They take so long to mature.
Men are like …High Heels
They’re easy to walk on once you get the hang of it.
Men are like …Horoscopes
They always tell you what to do and are usually wrong.
Men are like …Lava Lamps
Fun to look at, but not all that bright!
Men are like …Mascara
They usually run at the first sign of emotion.
Men are like …Parking Spots
The good ones are already taken and the ones that are left are all
handicapped.
Men are like …Popcorn
They satisfy you, but only for a little while.
Men are like …Place Mats
They only show up when there’s food on the table.
Men are like …Snow Storms
You never know when they’re coming, how many inches you’ll get or how long
they’ll last.
Men are like …Used Cars
Both are easy to get, cheap, and unreliable.
Men are like …ATMs
Once they withdraw they lose interest.
Men are like… Bananas
They older they get, the less firm they are.
Men are like …Newborn Babies
They’re cute at first, but you get tired or cleaning up their crap.
Men are like… Crystal
Some look really good, but you can still see right through them.
Men are like …Dry Cleaners
Most work fast and leave no ring.
Men are like …Laxatives
They irritate the crap out of you.
From U2 Lyrics Archive:
Where the Streets Have no Name
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I want to run
I want to hide
I want to tear down the walls
That hold me inside
I want to reach out
And touch the flame
Where the streets have no name
I want to feel sunlight on my face
I see the dust cloud disappear
Without a trace
I want to take shelter from the poison rain
Where the streets have no name
Where the streets have no name
Where the streets have no name
We’re still building
Then burning down love
Burning down love
And when I go there
I go there with you
It’s all I can do
The city’s aflood
And our love turns to rust
We’re beaten and blown by the wind
Trampled in dust
I’ll show you a place
High on a desert plain
Where the streets have no name
Where the streets have no name
Where the streets have no name
We’re still building
Then burning down love
Burning down love
And when I go there
I go there with you
It’s all I can do
Our love turns to rust
We’re beaten and blown by the wind
Blown by the wind
Oh, and I see love
See our love turn to rust
We’re beaten and blown by the wind
Blown by the wind
Oh, when I go there
I go there with you
It’s all I can do
Because this song rocks.
umm, of course 🙂 I laugh at myself too. Have a yuk on me.
Take the What High School
Stereotype Are You? quiz, by Angel.
What kith are you? Find out here.
The eshu wander the entire world, following the path of their own fate. They get to wherever they’re going at the best moment, and the trip is always exciting. They live for adventure and the new; the moment for them is always now, and cowardice is shameful. Eshu have an extremely personal sense of honour. They follow their paths with style and flair, sampling each new culture and quickly blending in with the locals. The wanderings of the eshu are legendary; probably something they’ve seen to themselves, as the eshu are consummate tellers of tales. Indeed, they learn through their tales, gaining experience both through the telling and the achieving of feats of legend. They often see themselves as the central characters in some grand play, be they hero or villain they play their parts to the hilt, no matter the cost or how reckless the action. They’d rather go out in a blaze of glory that will fuel stories for centuries to come than live in ignominy. Besides, as changelings, they’ll simply be reborn.
erm, I don’t really know why I took this, being that I don’t even know what it’s for, but oh well… you now know very much about me….