tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-80783682212283085092014-10-02T21:04:23.785-07:00Ray Bishopnoreply@blogger.comBlogger64125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8078368221228308509.post-50409690064314028132010-02-13T12:30:00.000-08:002010-02-13T13:04:10.424-08:00

I'd like to relate an experience I had today.I went to Café Santropol, today.I've never had such a lousy experience anywhere.The waiter interrupted us while Liz was ordering, so she only got so far as "I'd like the fruit cup" before he told us there was no fruit cup. So she ordered just the yoghurt with a bit of honey. Then, about ten minutes later, he brings in yoghurt and fruit cup mixed

Ray Bishopnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8078368221228308509.post-38737762328453932862009-10-02T09:21:00.000-07:002009-10-02T09:23:28.942-07:00

Had a fantastic time at the wedding. My wife killed about SIXTY wasps there.None of them were from Westmount.That is all...

Ray Bishopnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8078368221228308509.post-77392410687639443702009-09-14T17:12:00.000-07:002009-09-14T17:20:19.566-07:00

To all two of my readers: YES! WE'RE BACK!More to follow, but it's been too long since I had the time to put my thoughts down on virtual paper. Most recently I've finally decided I'm done with academia and will never, ever return to university.Well, except for convocation...And there's that research position I'm going to take up part-time, but that's just for extra cash...And I might teach at

Ray Bishopnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8078368221228308509.post-80444984879230267292007-08-31T10:40:00.000-07:002007-08-31T11:23:18.549-07:00

And I ask myself, what if H.P. Lovecraft wrote children's songs...?SCENE: New England, 1922.SETTING: A figure is frantically knocking at a cottage door. Strange, squamous, shadowy tendrils pick at his coattails. A dank and briny mist rolls in). In his clenched fist he holds a tattered piece of paper on which is written a Yellow Sign, now smudged. The moon is shining too

Ray Bishopnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8078368221228308509.post-84602986157890299352007-08-29T08:36:00.000-07:002007-08-29T08:38:41.991-07:00

Heeheehee....sniff...Sometimes I miss the 80s.

Ray Bishopnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8078368221228308509.post-3789087827310490342007-08-28T21:10:00.000-07:002007-08-28T21:28:40.882-07:00

My friend Tim called my attention to an article on wireless electricity just now in a LiveJournal post."Soljacic and his colleagues have applied for two patents, and they have branded their idea with the name WiTricity to suggest an electrical-power version of Wi-Fi wireless-Internet technology."I just can't wrap my mind around the fact that they let the scientists anywhere near the branding. I

Ray Bishopnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8078368221228308509.post-81416416153337383522007-07-30T22:24:00.000-07:002007-07-30T22:49:52.897-07:00

Everyone likes fairy tales, right? And even if it’s not part of your cultural gestalt, you’ve probably heard the tale of Goldilocks, that tired old chestnut about the delinquent minor who vandalizes the domicile of three innocent bears.Now, it’s not a crime to retell the story. It’s not even a crime to republish a story, once the copyright limitations have run out, 70 years or whatnot, you can

Ray Bishopnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8078368221228308509.post-90380502414241147382007-04-09T09:44:00.000-07:002007-04-09T09:55:39.068-07:00

"Te tero Roma manu nuda date tela latete"(I'll crush you Rome with my bare hands! Hand over your spears and hide!)- Attributed to Hannibal, but I'd argue over which one...

Ray Bishopnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8078368221228308509.post-57545451724682144732007-04-07T16:39:00.000-07:002007-04-07T17:03:33.146-07:00

To all of my geeky friends out there who speak a little French...For my geeky English friends...To my Jewish friends: good luck with your construction project in this happy season! How long has it been now...? 3,300 years and you still haven't finished that Overpass? I know, I know, It has to do something with believing in the one god. Some folks have the Trinity, and you've got the Union.

Ray Bishopnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8078368221228308509.post-4371211886871042352007-04-02T13:36:00.000-07:002007-04-02T13:39:23.323-07:00

I gotta gets me a Monotech Power Game Unit...

Ray Bishopnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8078368221228308509.post-91262103470130260552007-03-27T07:16:00.000-07:002007-03-27T07:18:50.496-07:00

So the toxicology results are in on Anna Nicole Smith's body. Can we say f$%ked up?"And it reads like some kind of screwed up, Quebec provincial election results, only she was way more liberal with what she was taking.Does anyone else think Kellogs Quebec will release a new cereal just for the occasion?:Quebec Krispies: "Now with 20% fewer liberals. Contains no referendum. Now an excellent source

Ray Bishopnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8078368221228308509.post-63841212133642502572007-03-07T11:13:00.000-08:002007-03-07T11:38:47.717-08:00

It's reading week and my eyeballs have finally stopped bleeding from all the reading I've been doing all term. Naturally this means that today I have to start reading again because I have some serious bleeding on which to catch up. Before I do this, I want to share something with you, and I promise it'll be the last of this sort of topic for a while. I'm preparing you in advance because it has

Ray Bishopnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8078368221228308509.post-50567882268039463132007-02-16T13:46:00.000-08:002007-02-16T13:50:05.942-08:00

Ray Bishopnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8078368221228308509.post-31266997058326480212007-02-13T10:42:00.000-08:002007-02-13T11:01:11.680-08:00

I want to share something with you that my two-year old said to me yesterday. She said : "Daddy, I have ketchup in my hair". It took me a little while to figure it out, but that's because a few minutes earlier we were busy watching "Sleeping Beauty", and it was right at the end of the movie where everyone is waltzing, so she asked me to pick her up and dance with her (which I love doing)....and

Ray Bishopnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8078368221228308509.post-74669758627871719972007-02-13T07:11:00.000-08:002007-02-12T14:31:55.754-08:00

I've been carrying a pack of gum in my coat pocket for about a month. I don't chew gum. I'm not a gum chewer. My jaws are muscular enough without the practice. I'll even buy the spray breath-freshener if I need to freshen my breath, and I never visit the toothpaste aisle except to get toothpaste and the occasional new brush.But I had to buy this pack of gum, for nostalgia's sake. it's Thrills

Ray Bishopnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8078368221228308509.post-24151999348917006612007-02-09T22:23:00.000-08:002007-02-09T22:54:43.728-08:00

Tonight was a nice change of pace, going out with a few friends and deciding to enjoy some glasses of scotch, brandy, and such at a nicer place than the usual dive bar pub fare to which I've grown accustomed. Granted, the price point was about three times the usual fare, but the buzz is essentially the same. On the down side yes, my wallet is lighter, but on the positive side of my mental

Ray Bishopnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8078368221228308509.post-52948197122494887472007-02-06T16:08:00.000-08:002007-02-06T17:11:23.532-08:00

I have a half-terabyte hard drive. I use it to store handycam movies and other large files among other things. One of the things I have been doing in an attempt to simplify my life is offloading all my video files onto it; so far it's working marvelously. I have an entire binder full of CD's, DVDs, and double layer DVDs even, all flipped over shiny side up to show I've transferred them over,

Ray Bishopnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8078368221228308509.post-19103544819582114932007-01-25T08:23:00.000-08:002007-01-25T08:49:10.847-08:00

I think I'm turning into a hermit. The other day it occurred to me how completely out of touch I've gotten.Granted, it's partly a function of being in school, which is a highly predictable and regimented activity, but I'm uncertain as to whether that's an excuse. Let me explain:In the morning, I wake up on my springy slumber cube in my bed cube, six-sided serenity all around. I move from cube

Ray Bishopnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8078368221228308509.post-8251223232596957172007-01-16T10:44:00.000-08:002007-01-16T10:51:41.702-08:00

Well, happy new year folks ... and only 16 days late... No I'm not terminally hungover. I'm back from a trip to Austria with the family. If you're interested, I've placed a Flickr badge on Crunchy Milk with all the public photos. They're commented and everything! I'll be posting more of those ot the Flick site in the coming weeks, as I get around to downloading the last of them off my camera

Ray Bishopnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8078368221228308509.post-28217512452979651762006-12-18T18:34:00.000-08:002006-12-18T19:02:46.144-08:00

Skyclad. Birthday suit. In the buff. Bare. Nude. Starkers. Stripped. In the altogether. Unclothed. Nekkid. Naked.Naaaaaaked. Don't mind me, I just like watching myself type. It started with "skyclad" and sort of went south of the border, but skyclad reminds me of Wiccans, which reminds me of the time my wife went to a wascally wiccan wedding (heheheheheh, it's wabbit season...) and was

Ray Bishopnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8078368221228308509.post-53957038024422159602006-12-15T08:21:00.000-08:002006-12-15T08:32:35.467-08:00

Blarg. Sick as a dog and I'm writing my first exam in 2 hours. It's worth 100%. Yuck.I don't understand why people say "sick as a dog". All the dogs I see are annoyingly healthy, energetic, enthusiastic, moronic drool-machines. Right now I'm feeling slow, lazy, whiney, and vaguely pathetic, which in my mind puts me in the "lazy as a cat" category. Don't get me wrong, I love cats and dogs,

Ray Bishopnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8078368221228308509.post-30304106307278686082006-12-13T13:26:00.000-08:002006-12-13T13:51:29.544-08:00

My wife and I were married by a unitarian, so I thought I'd throw in something autobiographical into today's strip. Since we're both spiritual but not religious *and* since we both wanted a wedding, the unitarians more or less sprang to mind. Ok, technically they were the second choice. Our first choice was an old friend of mine who's a card-carrying priest of Thor (I'm not joking) but once my

Ray Bishopnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8078368221228308509.post-41481966134660449232006-12-11T18:46:00.000-08:002006-12-11T18:58:54.752-08:00

Exam study week. Four finals, each worth 100% of the grade. I've one already behind me (the take-home) and the rest happen at roughly two-day intervals starting this Friday and ending next Friday. There'll be strips for this week and next, but I'll be off from the 22nd until the new year so unless I can figure out how to pre-post strips there'll be a blank week after next Friday. Short of

Ray Bishopnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8078368221228308509.post-76024437970805113752006-12-08T08:42:00.000-08:002006-12-08T08:59:32.187-08:00

So as of today's episode, I've committed myself to purchasing the Playmobil Devil Gnome.Yes, that's a rather kid-friendly name for a toy, isn't it? Bound to have been popular with the conservative European Catholic crowd, I imagine, which is why it was discontinued half a dozen years ago, making it a bit of a rare piece, even on Ebay (I've only seen one in the last six months, and I missed

Ray Bishopnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8078368221228308509.post-3266723403513123492006-12-07T13:00:00.000-08:002006-12-07T13:14:01.549-08:00

Despite the (nearly buried) plot arch of our necromancer trying to bring out the destuction of the kingdom through the extraction and distillation of a rather unhealthy amount of Phineas T. Bagmeat's various bodily fluids, if I keep blogging about malady and plague you folks are going to think I'm coming down with a bad case of hypochondria.Nevertheless, after struggling to shake off the nasty

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