From Tagore

THERE ARE numerous strings in your lute, let me add my own among them.
Then when you smite your chords my heart will break its silence and my life will be one with your song.
Amidst your numberless stars let me place my own little lamp.
In the dance of your festival of lights my heart will throb and my life will be one with your smile.

Rabindranath Tagore

The man who got no whammies

After six months of scrupulous examination, Larson realized that the “random” sequences on Press Your Luck’s Big Board weren’t random at all, but rather five looping patterns that would always jump between the same squares. He wrote down these patterns, memorized them, then honed his timing by watching re-runs and hitting “pause” on his VCR remote when he suspected the board would land on a given square.

The Man who Got No Whammies

There’s probably a parable about computer security in here.

Bi-Week: Wrap-up

Not been keeping up the second half of the week due to discussions, work deadlines, and a disk drive install at home. Found out yesterday that the local Staples doesn’t carry mounting hardware.


BiWeek, Day 3: Celebrate Bisexuality Day


animated gif of an invisible person stealing a pizza slice
via buzzfeed: How to use your bisexual invisibility.


QueerAsCat on being biromantic and panromatic.

GLAAD interviewing bisexual leaders

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Current Favorite Game Character

Glory from Shadowrun: Dragonfall.

screenshot of dialogue from Shadowrun: Dragonfall
Shadowrun: Dragonfall

Bi Week: Day 2


“If he asked you for sex, what would you do?” she asked. I thought about it and thought about it. “Oh no, you’re bi,” she said with all the weight of, “oh no, you have a fatal disease.”

It turns out we fought about it and fought about it. I wanted monogamy, she thought it was pointless with me. We should break up, we couldn’t break up.

Twenty years later, I’m still working through the confusion in counseling.


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