Inhuman Swill : Page 192
Why is my blog called Inhuman Swill? Because you can unscramble the pieces to make William Shunn.
            

There's a diner called Orloff's on Columbus between 65th and 66th. I used to work near there, and I have many happy memories of having eaten artery-clogging lunches and dinners there. I also used to pick up a bagel with cream cheese and tomato there most mornings.

Unfortunately, it's in the same building as an LDS meetinghouse, and now that meetinghouse is being turned into a temple. Orloff's is closed. The moneychangers have all been turned out:

LDS Plan Temple in Manhattan
I know it's not about me, but I can't help but feel like the Mormons will keep fucking with me until I die.
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South Park Bilmo

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South Park Bilmo
Thanks to [info]pould for pointing out where to make one of these . . .

Now create your own South Park character!
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Sunny day, my ass

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I recall that in [info]ricperrott's journal a few weeks back, we were discussing Sesame Street's bold move into South Africa. I pointed out that they had made an even bolder move into Israel and Palestine a few years ago.

Well, now they've decided that political realities mean it's no longer possible to show Israelis and Palestinians interacting on the show. In fact, they've changed the name from Sesame Street to Sesame Stories to reflect the change.

Here's the New York Times story:

Israeli-Palestinian Battles Intrude on "Sesame Street"
Sweeping the clouds away, my ass. The clouds are sweeping Sesame Street away.
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DHTML pop-up menus

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Over the weekend I finished up a new cosmetic enhancement to the ol' Web site—pop-up menus in DHTML. Running the mouse over a section icon now brings up a menu of the features in that section. Click around and let me know if you find any problems. I'm particularly curious to see what happens in pre-DHTML versions of Netscape and IE.

(The menus don't work on my pages at LiveJournal.com, sadly, because any JavaScript in your journal styles gets disabled nowadays.)

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My friend Shana emailed me this article from the New York Times last Wednesday:

How hot is it in New York? Take a whiff
It's not as hot today as it was then, but the article is still relevant.
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Bilmo on BBC 2

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Just a reminder to our friends in the UK that the documentary "Attack on the Wires" will be transmitted on BBC 2 this evening at 7:30 pm.

[info]pould and [info]ella have promised to tape it for me, but if anyone else wants to play backup, there's a free book looming out there in the nebulous future for you, too . . .

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Fruit salad surprise!

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There's this very keen diner near my office. They're friendly, they deliver quickly, their food is always good. And as a bonus, when we order from them, they always throw a little something extra into the bag—a banana, a slice of cake, a big cookie, what have you.

Today it was a fruit salad. I saved the fruit salad until late in the afternoon, then dug in. As I was eating one of the diced orange segments, I felt a fragment of something sharp and slightly yielding in my mouth. I thought it was a fragment of an orange seed. I fished it out of my mouth.

It was fingernail clipping. A dirty fingernail clipping.

Now I'm wondering where the finger will turn up.

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Ouch!

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I burned my right index finger cooking breakfast for Laura this morning. It is, of course, the finger I use more than any other, for everything from typing to picking my nose to touching hot cooking utensils. You should be impressed and gratified at the pain I'm willing to endure to produce this little journal entry.

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Another fun waste of time

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I've been playing around with style sheets, and last night I created custom scroll bars for my sites—a different color for each section. You can only see them in IE. Click around and check 'em out!

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Bass: Smile
Today is Laura's birthday. Last night I took her shopping for her birthday present. She didn't know where we were going until we got there. Here is what we brought home:

I don't know—do you think she likes it?

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