toot - the f word

2006-10-22T08:06:00.000-07:00

Hi, my name is Mouldy.
But you can call me tonight.

2006-10-07T10:04:00.000-07:00

thair wous auenx ei buai hu lykd ei gerl eind thei meid xum beibis

2006-09-16T05:34:00.000-07:00

How do we exist? Are we just made up of random molecules that are linked randomly together? Or did someone create us?

Why do we exist? Is it because we live for someone else? Or is there no reason?

I want the answers, but I will not even bother to find them. The answer will find me.

2006-09-05T12:33:00.001-07:00

There was once a boy who lived under a coconut tree. Each day he took a coconut from the tree to fill his hungry tummy. One day, the coconut tree died and he died too.

There was twice a boy who lived under a coconut tree. On the first day, he took one coconut and planted the coconut. He took a coconut from the first coconut tree each day to fill his hungry tummy. One day, a monkey came and stole all his coconuts from both trees. He died.

Can anyone guess what trice a boy did?

2006-09-05T12:33:00.000-07:00

2006-09-05T12:16:00.000-07:00

Tie it up nicely

Pencils shade the sky
And the clouds

Splash water
On the paper

Hope
Sunrise

Warmth
Rising sun

Happiness
Noon time

Inspire
The tree leaves shine

Wonder
Clear sky

Comfort
Lavender petals

Peace
Night star

2006-09-04T09:27:00.000-07:00

Althean Law:

Maths is useless :D

*standing ovation*

2006-09-04T03:57:00.000-07:00

Debbicean Law:

For any algebraic equation, you can let any variable be any other varible or any number. Functions can taken to be variables.

2006-08-29T06:53:00.000-07:00

They gaze out of the Windows, and what they see is a bright future...a Vista of freedom, a pleasing view, but viewed through a long narrow opening.

Outside that window, it is new, fresh, interesting, exciting, a time of revolution and change. They want to break free from this window, to be able to reach that freedom, but there are metal bars which run across the window vertically, just like in a prison.

And inside, its .dll hell. The living condition is so bad that the people are all exposed to viruses, and they are made to work like Trojans, till the point that they crash.

These are the criminals.

But the righteous people are outside this window, into the land of freedom, each owning Tigers. Macdonalds are what they indulge in, and they definitely do have an iLife. People in the prison converse in MS-DOS, but the intelligent free people outside converse in the profound Unix language. In fact, so free are they that they have a nickname: Free BSD. B for best, S for super, D for delightful.

Their lives do not crash, it is always so stable and secure. Things that they demand can be found instantly and all it takes is for them to switch on their Spotlight.

But, soon, the people in the prison gets jealous. They want to break free too. And they did manage to break the bars. Some of them could escape out into the land of freedom, and when they knew how far behind they were, they copied the clever people.

Innovation is something they do not have, they only know imitation. Blatantly. And stupidly. The prisoners just copied. Without a hint of guilty conscience.

Next year spring, the clever people will change their Tigers into Leopards. Next year spring, the prisoners will get to own Tigers, or rather, crude imitations of Tiger, called Vista.

But no matter what, they still come from inside that window, and they have their roots in .dll, and nothing will change this.

Hence, we have Windows Vista from Bill Gates. While Steve Jobs has OS X 10.5 Leopard.

Would you want to be a prisoner or a clever person? Make the right choice.

Hasta la vista, Vista. Leopards run faster than you. Or for that matter, Tigers too.

2006-08-19T08:36:00.000-07:00

There are no stars out tonight.

Dark clouds glide ever so gently, to conceal the gleam of sliver glow.

Dark desolation.
Deep disappointment.
Dreary Desperation.

Maybe there is a reason they all begin with the letter "D."
And I beseech
Pray, speak not of aliteration.
I am no fool,
just tired
sick of this sludge of intellectualism.

I hate the letter "D"

Can't you see it killing us all?
And I know this age is coming to an end,
and you know it too, don't you...?
Yes, you see it coming.

I mourn this lost.
My lost.
Let us make this a quick one,
I am never good at goodbyes.

And perhaps some day in the not so distant future,
I may gaze into the night sky
and forget about it all.

There are no stars out tonight.
The moon shines stubbornly on.

2006-08-14T03:26:00.000-07:00

Definations of PAP:
(Source: Dictionary.com and The Cobuild Series English Dictionary) [Disclaimer: No pun intended]

1: A teat or a nipple
2: Something resembling a nipple
3: Soft or semiliquid food, as for infants
4: Money and favors obtained as political patronage
5: Material lacking real value or substance
6: A diet that does not require chewing; advised for those with intestinal disorders
7: If you describe something such as information, writing, or entertainment as pap, you mean that you consider it to be of no worth, value, or serious interest.

Author's comments: A potentially vulgur word!

2006-08-12T23:37:00.000-07:00

Greetings everyone!

We are the MOULDY BREAD :)