You know those wind things that collect energy from the wind? Well, xkcd had a comic about them a while back that I found mildly funny and then dismissed (link: http://xkcd.com/556/ ). I mean, never having seen the turbine things in real life I couldn't really relate.
However, on my drive back from Californialandness, I came across them. the only thing I could think was:
HOLY SHIT THOSE ARE SCARY.
I mean, way out there scary. I don't mean man-with-a-knife-chasing-you-down-a-dark-alley scary, I m…
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Added by Fred on April 11, 2009 at 2:10pm —
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it’s all too true
that
our image
is horrific
a nation
of wealthy
ignorant
of poverty
within our own
but don’t be
too hasty
to scoff
at us
as a people
don’t judge
a book
by it’s cover
they say
don’t judge
a people
by their
more publicized
aspects
I ask
the world
I beg of
the world
please
don’t write us off just yet
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Added by Fred on March 5, 2009 at 3:37pm —
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the stones
fall
across the table
representatives
of time
of days past
wasted
of todays’ joys
fleeting
of tomorrows’ promise
hopeful
an explanation
of sorts
for what
we call
life
a game of predetermined fate
controlled?
or just
free
for us
to determine
at our fancy
the stones
tell all
or so they say
maybe they’re
just another
thread
of luck
the future is
after all
unpredictable
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Added by Fred on March 5, 2009 at 3:35pm —
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at first you pretend
not to care
then you wait
anxiously
at first
but then
as the days
stack up
and we get
closer
and closer
to that red circle
on the calendar
it be comes a frantic
obsessive
life-consuming
wait
until finally…
the letter
you don’t know
what’s worse
opening it
and feeling
that rush of
disappointment
of sorrow
of regret
soon to be replaced
by the dull agony
of heartbreak
or not opening it
and waiting
longer and
longer
and longer
until
oh what the hell I’ll just open it…
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Added by Fred on March 5, 2009 at 3:34pm —
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your Great Perhaps and
your Labyrinth
each contained within another
you strive to find one
while
escaping
the other
as the spark of
his soul
was smothered
Rabelais cried
“I go to seek a Great Perhaps”
while Bolivar
clutching onto life like
a blanket
extolled the horrors
of his Labyrinth
perceived as suffering
but in all reality
life
we will only find
our Perhaps
if we
realize
our Labyrinth
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Added by Fred on March 5, 2009 at 3:32pm —
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Added by Fred on February 4, 2009 at 3:27pm —
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First off: How does he mean, 'moderator'? The word itself makes me a bit nervous (although I will admit that they would prevent the ning from becoming like *cough* a certain place *cough* on 4chan, but it wouldn't ever do that, right?). Moderator implies censorship, which is something I'm pretty much really against.
Maybe I'm overreacting. I'm not asking to be chosen, I have no interest in the position. I'm just curious to why we need one. I mean, sure, there are dozens upon dozens (upon fuckin'…
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Added by Fred on January 28, 2009 at 3:00pm —
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Dear Mr. Tennant,
Does the doctor have an unlimited supply of tampons on the TARDIS? We were just wondering because most of you companions are female.
Cheers,
Fred and Eleanor
PS We're pretty sure you're not the one to ask, but you know people who know things, so...
PPS Wheil you're at it, tell those people (presumably the writers) that Fred thinks that the thirteenth doctor's body should burn with gallifrey when he dies.
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Added by Fred on January 7, 2009 at 5:00pm —
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What is love?
Love (1) is often portrayed as something tragic, full of heartbreak (2) and drama. In fact. many are determined to avoid it due to the horrible happenings that surround it. It has been said that where ever love goes, death follows (3). Shakespeare(4) was a big fan of tragic (5) and unconditional love (6) (7).
In literature, tragic love is used with unconditional love (8) as a way to mislead the general population into believing in it (9). These stories usually f…
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Added by Fred on December 12, 2008 at 5:05pm —
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Quite a few times I have been mistaken for a guy on the ning. Sure, Fred is primarily a male name, but methinks the icon is rather feminine.
Oy.
Do I sound like a guy? I'm pretty sure I talk like a girl.
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Added by Fred on November 28, 2008 at 10:16pm —
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The moment I really understood what the Pledge of Alligence was, I stopped saying it. Why would I pledge my loyalty to a country that I do not believe in?
But tomorrow, on the fifth of November, I am going to school. I will walk into French class, and I will sit down. And when the announcements come on, and the receptionist says "Please rise for the pledge and then learn something.", I will.
For the first time in my life I fully believe in my country. I can see clearly now what we can do as a pe…
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Added by Fred on November 4, 2008 at 10:38pm —
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"Being human really sucks" I muttered as I pulled a thorn out of my foot. "The council could've made me a cloud, or a lightning, or hey! Not even changed me! But no. They had to go and make me human." I was walking through a forest somewhere in the north western hemisphere. The council had been kind enough to give me clothes, but shoes? Yeah right.
* * *
I know, I know, it's not November yet.
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Added by Fred on October 19, 2008 at 12:59am —
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our world
the beginnings of cliffs uncertain
the cry of children underfed
the lives of many, lost
and now it all will come to an end
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Added by Fred on October 19, 2008 at 12:57am —
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Hey y'all,
You know that happy, “OMG thank you,
God Author” grin you get on your face when the character you wanted to die dies? Well, when I was reading page 704 of Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows I happened to find that grin sitting on my face. Capslock!Angsty!Harry was gone, and the world could continue on to pwn Voldemort on it’s own.
I’m not saying I hate Harry Potter. It’s quite the contrary. Harry Potter is one of my all-time favourite series. I love it. However, I am rather a…
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Added by Fred on October 8, 2008 at 7:14pm —
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