Land of Diskgrinder

I am so an atheist. Just buy this The God Delusion

well, I edited this peice of navel-gazing (as opposed to naval-grazing, which is eating ship lawns), as it was deeply black-dog in outlook (that fucker bit my heels for a whole year) and ultimately unrewarding, either for you (dear reader) or me (cheap writer). Damn, you only get that joke if you were born before the Singularity

Cod philosophy. For the following I will remind you of: self referencing sentences; the Epimenides' paradox; Russell's paradox; and maybe a bit of Cantor's diagonal argument vs. Jazz Butcher (though not yet). Self reference: this statement refers to itself Epimenides: this statement is false Russell: what set does the set of all sets that don't contain themselves belong to? Cantor Jazz Butcher: some infinities are bigger than others; when one gets up, goes out of the room, it gets replaced by another So I have two self-referencing questions, the answers to which are always yes or no because they ask if something has a property (and that's the only choice you get), but the trick is that they ask if they themselves have a particular property - for example "is this question written in English?". 1 is the definition of yes ; 2 is the pathological (in the epiminedes/russell sense) definition of no is the answer to this question affirmative? - answ...

well, it made me laugh. Blogged with Flock

diskgrinder My altar ego; catholic id. Unofficlal anti-fanatic (apathetic fundamentalist, ordered anarchy). No unbelief behooves me to say the opposite. No way. Blogged with Flock

poopod poopod piece of shit zune poopod wear a suit, wear a zune. For all you corporate types: the new badge of incompetence. Blogged with Flock

Inculcate the trifecta. Major league inscruatbility here. There's no escaping the ineffable transcendence of spam.

You tell me who is dad is then.

Voice-over plankton strike. It's not an unhappy coincidence that this begins to sound as if we have constructed this post from cut-up spam. That's not my favourite (and you can tell I'm english because I spelt that correctly), no is it my tiresome insistence. See, it's just words that are in random grammatic order. How do you know this isn't generated?

He spat and he spluttered and walked up and down the ranks of bunks. He swore and coughed. His head down and forward, a glower on his brow, he was dark and sour and ill-lit by light from his lantern burning yellow. We called him long-knife , and cowered in our beds, waiting for him to pass. Because: if he turned; if he turned at your bunk; you didn't want to know, and hoped he picked the one above, below, just not you.