Ambitious, but rubbish

Battlestar Galactica, yo

Feuer Frei!


Space Quest something!

Back in __ minutes

All the memories are too few


Japanese crows proven more intelligent than average dane

Godzilla plays Super Mario level 1-1

Real-life teleportation invented in Ja..., wait... Denmark?

Photoset: Zombie and pirate rights march

Catchy something something... in Space!

Urine is sterile and can be used as mouthwash

by Pstonie (29 December 2004)

Ever start a day with the feeling that it would be a very bad day to not have a lightsaber? Things have been a bit quiet from my side lately, as you might have noticed. After my apparent success with BTVC, it became very important that I make something else, something more. I imagined a jug; water was dripping into this jug from a dirty gutter. You see, the jug was me and the dirty gutter water was inspiration and creativity.

In fantastical black and white
Normally, I do something creative now and then. I try something new, I try and make a flash movie or two, I logg some or other thing, I watch some porn, whatever. The idea was that if I waited and only emptied this jug of mine once it was filled, something brilliant and astonishing would pour out and the human race would be grateful and shower me with gratuities and plane tickets to Japan. Obviously, nothing happened.

This leaves the burning question: What are some crazy people doing this holiday season?

Extracts from Lord H.D. Tribbleworth's day journal

December 25: Hello again, I am Henry. I had a fantastic movement of stool today, one for the history books, as you might say. It faintly smelled of grass. To be completely honest, I do appreciate the smell of a fresh-cut lawn in the morning.

December 26: Henceforth Henry. One of the greatest achievements in the English language must surely be the question mark. I once knew a girl named Sue, she had blonde hair and smelled of poo.

December 28: Yesterday I skipped a day, I spent that day eating clay.

December 29: I met my good friend Jeff at the market. We were in a mood for being silly so we bought ourselves some funny hats and went around the market asking people what the time was. It was great fun. At a later stage during the afternoon, Jeff mowed the crowd down with an automatic weapon. I adjusted my monocle to show my amusement.