Anarchaia

Experimental, impressionistic sub-paragraph tumblin' (think obstsalat)

12apr2005

In a soldier’s stance, I aimed my hand
At the mongrel dogs who teach
Fearing not that I’d become my enemy
In the instant that I preach
— Bob Dylan, My Back Pages

ThoughtRun strings `which cvs` | grep -i hate… we all knew it
#ruby-lang
17:00 <noradio> LISP CONSIDERED HARMFUL
17:00 <slyphon> LISP CONSIDERED DEAD, LISPERS REJOICE
17:01 <chris2> slyphon: (NOT (SURRENDER))

Never could learn to drink that blood
And call it wine,
Never could learn to hold you, love,
And call you mine.
— Bob Dylan, Tight Connection to My Heart

#ruby-lang
16:37 <ThreeDayMonk> noradio: I think the word is an aspirated velar consonant, not 'some gutteral shit' :-)