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  1. Very refreshing, after reading some of the long-winded, or would that be long-fingered?, BBGadgets posts. I think 2.jpg would make great cover art.

  2. So I was walking around the internet today, and I saw this fantastic piece of art someone had scribbled on the wall. Perfectly subtle, yet strangely compelling.

    It was odd though: only about 4% of my fellow web-destrians were inclined to stop and wonder at this beauty.

  3. I’m not sure how to respond to this ….

    I could say:
    “WTF??”
    or I could say:
    “Genius!”
    or I could say:
    “This page intentionally left blank.”
    or I could say:
    “I couldn’t have said it better myself.”

    But I’m not going to say any of those things.

  4. @22,

    We won’t get a creationism debate out of this unless it has already been deemed appropriate by the intelligent designer. Don’t dream to be at HIS level.

  5. Wow, these secret decoder glasses from a 1987 Happy Meal really DO work. And here I was about to give up hope…

  6. Don’t think me unkind
    Words are hard to find
    They’re only cheques I’ve left unsigned
    From the banks of chaos in my mind
    And when their eloquence escapes me
    Their logic ties me up and rapes me

    De do do do de da da da
    Is all I want to say to you
    De do do do de da da da
    Their innocence will pull me through
    De do do do de da da da
    Is all I want to say to you
    De do do do de da da da
    They’re meaningless and all that’s true

    Poets, priests and politicians
    Have words to thank for their positions
    Words that scream for your submission
    And no-one’s jamming their transmission
    ‘Cos when their eloquence escapes you
    Their logic ties you up and rapes you

    De do do do de da da da
    Is all I want to say to you
    De do do do de da da da
    Their innocence will pull me through
    De do do do de da da da
    Is all I want to say to you
    De do do do de da da da
    They’re meaningless and all that’s true

  7. WHOA!

    Steady on there Mark, we’re all friends here.

    There are opinions, and then there’s just base slander, and you sir, are veering very close to the line indeed.

    I shall away, and bid you good day sir!

  8. Why do I sense this as a ploy for BoingBoing readership to create the content of BoingBoing?

    * claps *

    Well played Frauenfelder… well played…

  9. I love that “nothing” can cause so much of a reaction. We are the 4% who stop to look at the painting.

  10. Usually I like Boing Boing. It’s smart, it’s witty; it speaks to me.

    This posting however is brilliant! Think about it, a posting entitled “Untitled 1”. It’s poetic almost.

    Mark has really outdone himself with this one.

  11. Mark sought a moment of quiet
    The comments created a riot
    Ne’er missing a beat
    They turned up the heat
    And dared Mark to try and deny it

  12. Kierkegaard himself couldn’t have done a better job of expressing the value of negative communication.

  13. A gorgeous, minimalistic display commenting on the temperorary nature of the blogosphere. Mark’s lack of words try to point towards the danger of filling the blogosphere, the lovely tubes, with so much meaningless junk.

    But the commenters insist on filling it, treating it as a truck. Refrain! For I have felt a great disturbance in the Intarwebz, as if millions of trolls cried out in terror, and were suddenly deleted.

  14. OMG A STEAMPUNK [insert any object, literally any object at all, I don’t see why this is so bloody fascinating]

    There, now we have a topic.

  15. I see what you’re doing! This is a “white space only” post where there are no letters (ie BLACKS!) allowed! Way to take us back to the 1950’s you bigot!

  16. I looked for a secret message in the source code, but no avail.

    I should just appreciate it for what it is.

  17. Well, when there’s nothing more to say, it’s time to go down to the pub.

    Mine’s an Adnams Explorer please.

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  19. Its the internet!! THIS ARTICLE WAS CENSORED BY THE NEW WORLD ORDER. What if this article was the last hope of humanity? Now we will never know.

    ….in all seriousness is this a Boing Boing blog experiment to see what happens when you post a blank blog?

  20. Thanks to Google cache, we can see that this post was at one time a very disturbing, yet hilarious, yet brilliant joke involving Isaac Asimov, the FCC vs EFF, kittens, Condi Rice, a tugboat, a broken Amazon Kindle, photographers rights, and — very oddly for this blog — anal sex. The brilliant part is that the joke was written with words entirely made up of vowels….

    You know what happened….

  21. @88, GEMMA, How funny that you and I should have the same comment. I just posted mine and saw yours come up when I refreshed… unless I’m sometimes GEMMA?!? Yes of course, it all makes sense now!

  22. I love good viral marketing, but I hate when I can’t tell what the product is. Is this for the new Batman movie?

  23. Calling attention to the spatial aspects of bloging. very good. We too often look at the substance and ignore the form.

  24. There came to take the A first I didn’t comment
    Then They took B I didn’t comment
    Then They took C I didn’t comment
    Then They took the Vowels I didn’t comment
    Thn Thy tk th thrs, I culdn’t mnt

  25. I remember when content is king.

    But in a nihilist sort of way, no content is king of kings.

  26. It’s an attempt to disprove that bloke’s law? Umm the one who said that as the number of comments increases the likelihood of someone bringing up Hitler approaches 1?

    Oh crap – I guess I just brought him up.

    damnit.

  27. my anxiety is through the roof because of this post. i can’t grapple with existential nothingness.

  28. Maybe the post date/time has significance?

    -also-

    This should actually be called “Magic Window”

    (boc forever)

  29. Wow! Was this some sort of cyber experiment to see what would happen? Apparently we’ll comment about anything, or nothing at all.

  30. Will an empty post break the record for number of comments? So much from nothing, I love the implications of this. . . Maybe we can solve the energy crisis by applying this philosophy to the laws of physics.

    Maybe not.

  31. the freedom-loving, peacable, easy-going Government of the People’s Republic of China vehemently objects to the hurtful lies and false sayings of this post and hereby announce our intention to sue for billion, jillion, zillion dollar – ah, Euros in fair compensation for our hurt feelings and to buy ponies for all the people of the Voluntary Chinese Province Formerly Known as Tibet.

  32. Your untitled post makes me very angry! I do not like it when people abuse me by not giving me a title! I don’t care that it’s blank, I just don’t like that it’s untitled!

  33. Don’t think for a minute Mark didn’t know exactly what he was doing here. This post is a blatant attempt change the sex of Boing Boing’s mascot. Start with the first word “Untitled.” “Un” meaning “not.” “Tit,” a vulgar term for breast. “Led,” invoking Mark’s intent to draw women away from their womanhood — as if we didn’t already understand his real intent. Seriously people, can’t you see what Boing Boing is trying to do? “Untitled = No breasts going forward.” And it’s just the first step, otherwise why include “1” after “Untitled.” God only knows where this will end. Sick.

  34. Crap. Everyone beat me to the Nihilist and Minimalist comments. Well…

    Like Mr. Frauenfelder here, I guess I don’t have much to say.

  35. Gluing a couple of gears onto a title doesn’t make it “Untitled”. This is an insult to real untitled posts. Pathetic!

  36. This is old. Posted like three months ago on Neatorama, Muchosucko, Cute Overload and even Fark!

  37. Out of the quantum foam of emtpy space spawned a new universe of negative information.

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  38. **applause**

    Thanks, guys. You’ve restored my faith in the internet, for the time being at least.

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  40. This seems like a test of what would happen if the internet had no leaders. Instead of many people responding to one initial topic, they are left to communicate what ever they wish without any initial focus. I think it is safe to say that in the event that we, the common folk, are left to ourselves, all hell breaks loose, and chaos ensues.

    Or Mr. Frauenfelder could have accidentally posted an empty article.

  41. Everyone is dissecting your eloquent post and trying to find some way to turn it against you. It’s all just “Gotcha!” games. They’re gonna take your words and try to twist them so that they sound like you were saying something bad, which I know you weren’t. Why are they doing this? Do they hate you? Are they against hope itself?

  42. Well done, Neo. You can see there is no post. Now, what are you prepared to do with this knowledge?

  43. I find it very amusing that this post has more comments than anything else on the front page right now, by over 100 comments. You’ve outdone yourself, Mark.

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  45. I was sitting in a bathroom stall the other day at my college. The walls had been painted over, marking that day as the third time I’d ended up vandalizing fresh pain over graffiti. It seemed to me that bathroom stall graffiti had become quaint, an almost archaic notion of a simpler time. After all, the internet is the wall everyone writes on with anonymity – the physical object stands as a reminder of old days, like a dial phone complete with cord, or like a do-it-yourself radio kit. That era is done.

    It figures, then, that the appropriate response is to the internet as a modern repository of the vulgar and the trite would be to post blank space.

    Congrats, Mark. You have just won the internet. Everyone else can pack it up and go home.

  46. Well I dreamed there was an island
    That rose up from the sea.
    And everybody on the island
    Was somebody from TV.
    And there was a beautiful view
    But nobody could see.
    Cause everybody on the island
    Was saying: Look at me! Look at me!
    Look at me! Look at me!

    –Laurie Anderson

  47. dude it’s sooooooooooo deep the artist has made us create the post by commenting [ten minute pause] yeah we are the post man were all like one and stuff. [another long pause] yeah that’s awesome, this post’s makin’ me hungry.

    Oh and no i am not making fun of Jimh
    to some extent he may be right…

  48. Dear Editor, Sir:

    I am writing to express my Frank Disgust and Deep Indignation at the content of your publication. In my day, We Had An Empire. There were Standards. I am Shocked, Shocked and Disgusted at this state of affairs, further, Something should be Done.

    I am, Your Obt. Srvt.
    Horace Q Thumblywaite III

    Post Script: God Save The King!

  49. This is absolute proof that LESS really is MORE. The less/least content in the original post, the more comments it produced. Brilliant!

  50. I’ve been reading boingboing for about two years but this is the *first* time I have felt the need to comment.

    Of all the blog posts in all the blogs in all the internets Mark, you *had* to write this one.

    Why?

  51. There’s something happening here
    What it is ain’t exactly clear
    There’s a man with a gun over there
    Telling me I got to beware
    I think it’s time we stop, children, what’s that sound
    Everybody look what’s going down
    There’s battle lines being drawn
    Nobody’s right if everybody’s wrong
    Young people speaking their minds
    Getting so much resistance from behind
    I think it’s time we stop, hey, what’s that sound
    Everybody look what’s going down
    What a field-day for the heat
    A thousand people in the street
    Singing songs and carrying signs
    Mostly say, hooray for our side
    It’s time we stop, hey, what’s that sound
    Everybody look what’s going down
    Paranoia strikes deep
    Into your life it will creep
    It starts when you’re always afraid
    You step out of line, the man come and take you away
    We better stop, hey, what’s that sound
    Everybody look what’s going down
    Stop, hey, what’s that sound
    Everybody look what’s going down
    Stop, now, what’s that sound
    Everybody look what’s going down
    Stop, children, what’s that sound
    Everybody look what’s going down

  52. Now that I think about it, I’m not really surprised that this post has gotten such a huge reaction. It’s like when a kid gets a really big, fancy present, he/she usually most enjoys playing with the empty box.

  53. I think 160 and 163 are on to something… the post has some essence that evades attention, I keep refreshing it, trying to catch it unawares, trying to trick it into revealing its true, hidden content…

    help…

  54. Followings 115’s template.

    Ahem.

    A post about nothing.

    90’s redux.

    God it’s great to be part of something really meaniningful.

  55. #216: that’s what makes this so great, and likely why it’s been allowed to stand.

    People are seizing the opportunity to goof off and be silly in the extreme, while harming no one. I would certainly say that qualifies as a “wonderful thing.” ;)

  56. If you read every single comment in under two one minute and thirty seconds it leaves an after image in your head that allows you to view the original post as it was intended which is a simple but detailed explication of the meaning of life the universe and everything, no not not the book by Douglas Adams (though it does make several references to it), but the real meaning of life the universe and everything but if it takes you two minutes and thirty one seconds, hello.jpg will be permanently seared into your retina and that’s the only thing you’ll ever be able to see forever until you die.

  57. I had a teacher that told us than in the field of marketing and information “Less is More”.

    But this is way too much less… or more? or maybe…

    Well, I should say that “Less is more confusing”.

  58. @58 Sister Y
    You gave the clue, but you forgot the topic… or am I reading too much into the fact that it was both cryptic and italicized?

    Should we consider this the “open post” Teresa mentioned for The Game?

  59. I’m late with jumping on the bandwagon, and I’ve been a reader of BB for what seems to be years now. Never before have I posted, or even had a login here, But now. I feel compelled.
    This posting spoke volumes to me, it evokes emotions suppressed since childhood, rattles long forgotten memories, and brings out the pet lover inside me. How can I not post, to applaud such elegance, such sheer evocative power of symbolism?

    My hat off to you, Sir. This post, changed my life.

  60. Under all speech that is good for anything there lies a silence that is better. Silence is deep as Eternity; speech is shallow as Time.

    — Thomas Carlyle

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  62. Mr. Freunfelder, listen to me, and listen good. I am a research scientist in the field of memetics. 10 years ago I wrote a paper called, “Memes that could destroy the Internet, and possibly the whole of modern civilization.” It was this paper that led to the successful quarantine and subsequent eradication of the Numa Numa meme.

    In the aforementioned paper, The No-post Blog Post was on the top of a list of the 4 most dangerous memes which if released to the net could eradicate the intarwebs as we know it.

    Just imagine, boing boing, youtube, slashdot, salon, all inundated with contentless content.

    And it won’t just stop with the internet; Movies, television shows, music, even your MIND — all left in a Zen-like tabula Rasa. And it gets worse, there will be… There will be… I… I can’t think…. mind… going…. blank…My god, it’s already begun!

    For the love of god, Fraunfelder, delete this post while you still have the chance! While we still have an Internet!

  63. It’s slightly amusing that this is the most attention I’ve ever paid to a blog posts’ comments.

  64. I heard “Untitled 2” is going to be about a steampunk diy Disney Ride made out of really interesting couches released under the creative commons…

  65. “Untitled” looks like Mark is crosspolluting memetics and (anti)SEO.

    The post is the message…

  66. This seems like a good time to tell you GREETIINGS BELOVED I am John Mumbaw, barrister, of the Republic of Freedonia. Forgive me for sweetest contact inall manner possible but I have a business transaction for to offer…

  67. “Nothing exists except atoms and empty space; everything else is opinion” –Democritus

  68. This post has been found to be an effective decay preventive dentifrice when used in a conscientiously applied program of rectal hygiene and regular professional care.

  69. A day early, but: http://www.dayofsilence.org/

    “The National Day of Silence brings attention to anti-LGBT name-calling, bullying and harassment in schools. This year’s event will be held in memory of Lawrence King, a California 8th-grader who was shot and killed Feb. 12 by a classmate because of his sexual orientation and gender expression. Hundreds of thousands of students will come together on April 25 to encourage schools and classmates to address the problem of anti-LGBT behavior.”

  70. The Tao that can be called Tao is not the eternal Tao.
    The name that can be named is not the eternal name.
    The nameless is the beginning of heaven and earth.
    The named is the mother of ten thousand things.
    Ever desireless, one can see the mystery.
    Ever desiring, one sees manifestations.
    These two spring from the same source but differ in name; this appears as darkness.
    Darkness within darkness.
    The gate to all mystery.

  71. Kudos to Takwan for posting the lyrics to ‘For What It’s Worth’, my favorite 60’s song. Rock on, Buffalo Springfield! Woo!

  72. This post would be way more awesome in a Steampunk version.

    I’d call it: “Steampunk Untitled 1”

    Bam! Hits galore, baby!

  73. I am fairly confident that we are all subjects in a sociological experiment. Or will be soon enough.

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  76. I love that in less than 24 hours there are close to 300 comments to a blank post. This is an amazing experiment/mistake/whatever Mark! Bravo! =)

  77. #230 Agent 86 my brother, we’re still on Sci Fi movies 1900-2008.

    And my first thought on seeing this was, “this here must be one a’ them ‘open threads’ I been hearin’ so much about.” Ah, a little taste of freedom.

  78. So this is what a Black Hole is like… all info coalescencing into nothingness. Fun!

  79. Wait! What was that … I saw …. I THOUGHT I saw …. something …. but it’s gone now …..
    where did it go? why was it here? what is it’s purpose?

    why am I feeling … so …. strange …..

  80. The preview post feature is now enabled… Untitled2 will be released as a summer blockbuster

  81. Wow… Trippy… I just now got around to reading all of the previous comments, only to find my earlier comment was a duplicate of valaria23’s.

  82. @#335,

    If you don’t like the content of the post, just scroll down. Did Mom forget to buy you Pop Tarts this week?

  83. I’m a liberal, but you will have to pry this post from my cold, dead hands. The Constitution guarantees us the right to untitled posts.

  84. All you Hillary people are haters, Obama is gonna win!!!!

    Oops, sorry, I thought this was HuffPo.

  85. What I find most interesting is that the comments on this post are all so human. In total, they all convey emotion and thought, despite the fact that nearly all are formulaic and/or non sequitors. And yet, when you encounter bots whose text answers are equally formulaic and random, what comes across is the coldness of their code.

    in conclusion: saltwater taffy.

  86. I don’t understand all these comments – clearly it was a picture of a unicorn – was I the only one who saw it?

  87. Thinking back to that art experiment everyone was belittling the other day, I wonder how it would go if, instead, they put out a big blank piece of paper and a box of pencils and invited passersby to have a go at it. Besides the pencils inevitably being stolen one by one.

    People love to play around when given a blank slate, as this thread demonstrates ;)

  88. Gumby @334: The mods have been and gone. Why do you think there are no vowels or consonants in the post?

  89. #141 Kawika

    Untitled = No breasts going forward.

    While I laud your fine word-snoopery, I fear you have been caught up in the politics of your own time, and missed the political mire of the moment. I shall now reveal why I am more the semantic detective than you.

    Mark was making a very clear statement, to all the agents of media and product dissemination worldwide, to the effect that advertising relying on scantilly clad women, will no longer have an effect on him. In his own cryptic way, he has named himself:

    the Un-Tit-Led One //cue: Inspirational ‘making a point’ muisic//

    If only more of us, hetero men and lesbian women alike, could throw off the shackles of ages, and not be unduly influenced by these friendly, jelly appendages. Herded into unnecessary purchasing decisions, blindly Led by Tit, as it where, into relinquishing our hard earned sheckles for some un-tit-related chicanery.

    Of course this position, doesn’t infringe upon the love-of-bosoms itself, quite the opposite, it states that boob-love is unconditional, and will not be cheapened nor appropriated by the likes of one product or another. That we will not be coerced any longer, that boobs will not compromise our good sense of value, and judgement.

    Now let us go, and all be Un-Tit-Led Ones, that tits can return to where they should be, cupped in the loving palm of one who truly worships their ever-loving power.

    Who’s with me!

  90. Re: Un-Tit-Led One

    Or, maybe he was outting himself, and doesn’t like boobs at all ! ! !

    *gasp*

  91. Ark,

    You’re living in the 1950s semantically. Thanks to the advent of the bench press and anabolic steroids, men have tits too. I, for one, welcome our new massively over-endowed pectoral overlords. In short, I am titled.

  92. I HAVE YOUR PRECIOUS ARTICLE!!

    If you want to see it again, you must give me the following:

    1) a cup of hot fat
    2) 1 megaton of carbon credits
    3) The head of Al Gore on a platter

    Any attempt to call police will result in the total destruction of the original article.

    MUAAAHAAAAHAAAAA

  93. #359

    Well, you see Ant, that’s the problem, I’m tit-led as well, But That’s OK!

    The point is this: we can enjoy tits without having to go through the rigmarole of seeing nice boobs, wanting said boobs, following boob’s instructions, taking wallet out, paying for something, walking outside, taking the wrapper off the new item, only to find no new boobs.

    I mean, how much longer can we suffer the constant and repeated disappointment (a barrage, if you will), of being led by boobs into situations, only to emerge on the other side, with a new BBQ grill and no jumblies!

    It’s about taking back our desires, and not letting ad-men toy with them; dangling our deepest wants before us, whilst whispering booby promises in our ears..

    THIS MUST STOP! THERE ARE NO BOOBS THIS WAY!

    However Antinous, I have heard your message of inclusion, and admit I was shortsighted in excluding both gay men and straight women (and anyone else who didn’t fit neatly into the two former categories).

    Why should Boob and Moob alike, not be cherished and protected from this insidious menace of commercial exploitation. Join with me, ALL.

    I think we need a manifesto..

    Hands Off Our Boobs!

    Un-Tit-Led

  94. We the aforesigned….in order to form a more perfect BoingBoing…must deestablish just this.

  95. All of this feels like the equivalent of a restaurant’s patrons clapping their hands when a waiter drops a tray of dishes. ;)

  96. One of the more interesting aspects of this is that people are reacting by using the un-title as an excuse for writing about virtually anything they want, coming back and doing some more (I know I have, this being my fifth comment) – and apparently having a lot of fun. So I guess the experiment worked. I also think we should try to keep this up as long as possible, since it won’t probably happen again, at least here.

  97. since it won’t probably happen again, at least here.

    If you’re wondering whether anyone else will ever reproduce the same error, the answer is never no.

  98. I just want to get this straight, Mark…
    I can quote this article in its entirety as long as I attribute it to you & Boing Boing, and do not use it for commercial purposes, right?

  99. This post is going to get me in trouble some day. I’m going to be in a big meeting, with important people, millions of dollars (or euros?) on the line, and I’m going to say, “I’d like to present to the board the report on the project tit-led GlaDOS.” And that’ll be the end of me. All because of one BoingBoing post.

  100. Reminds me of last night’s episode of Curb Your Enthusiasm, where Ted Danson donates a wing of a building anonymously, but everyone knows anyway and he gets more credit for it.

    Thus, logically, the untitled post with nothing in it will seem richer than all the others and generate hundreds of comments.

    I’m starting an untitled blog loaded with untitled empty posts. Rad!

  101. I would like to ammend my earlier suggestion that the classic 2.jpg be considered as cover art. This photo of a Robert Ryman collection would be much more appropriate: http://www.artnet.com/artwork/424933280/826/robert-ryman-no-title-required.html

    I also found a quote from this page concerning minimalism quite appropriate, http://artnetweb.com/abstraction/chrome.html
    The author states that Frank Stella’s quote ‘What you see is what you see.’ “encapsulates Minimalism’s adoption of a pure abstraction devoid of any spiritual or metaphysical connotations. Minimalism emphasizes the materiality and shape of the object and denies any sense of personal touch in the work’s execution.”

    I thought that quite appropriate as well when the terms ‘materiality and shape’ are viewed in the context of the internet.

    For a description of how this works as translated to the theatre, see this on “Sweet FA” (the play, not the British rockers) though the article describes the effort as nihilistic rather than merely minimalist. http://www.telegraphindia.com/1030805/asp/foreign/story_2234442.asp

    Great thread. Thank you, Mark, for getting things rolling.

  102. So, how’s are favorite Internet Rorshach test today? Oh? Over 378 posts?
    Nice, healthy Rorshach, indeed…

  103. I feel like a dumb ass for misspelling ‘amend’ But that’s okay. I feel like a dumb ass most days as soon as I wake up, which requires a pot or two of good coffee and sufficient nicotine to both start and endanger my heart muscle.

    A totally blank Rorshach?? Wow! I think I deserve proper papers for failing that particular test.

    “t lks lk my mm’s wd pn pssy.” “t lks lk hll, sn frm th dpst dpths, blw. Gd thng sh’s s ht!”

    “No, it’s a stupid blank sheet of white fucking paper, unlined.” Oh, dear God, if there is one, when will I ever adjust?

    “Snork.

  104. Wow, Takuan, I wasn’t aware that hell consisted of the flaming-poops of heaven crashing on your head.

    Am I the only one waiting for a blank edit notification to appear on marks post? I’m sure it would add another 80 comments to this sucker’s life-span.

  105. phd research Proposal;

    Title: “Mark Frauenfelder’s semininal “Untitled 1″ and the zeitgeist of the early 21st century”.

    Abstract: Like a stone dropped into a pool, the ripples from Frauenfelder’s mid-career explosive work spread in a 360 degree field, coming finally to be recognised as the definitive modern post-post-modern socio-political commentary, and as the cultural impacts widened the increasing amplitude of the shocks both deepened the ennui of many populations while simultaneously heightening the exuberance of certain other cross-cultural neo-tribes.

    Discuss.

  106. I can’t believe it! I just figured it out. Mark, you bastard! You’re condoning Evidence and Iva Biggrudge, aren’t you?

    See, guys, look at his subtle ‘creo’ commentary. “In the beginning, there was nothing.” And then mutants said, let there be commentary, and so there was.

    I’m ashamed of you, Mister Frauenfelder. Ashamed.

  107. Tenn, don’t say their names! We’ve almost made it to 400 without them showing up to crash the party, and we wouldn’t want to accidentally conjure them up.

  108. @Agent 86 393,
    Oh no! Forgive my transgression. I must immediately retire to the Good Book of Darwin to repent my sins.

  109. Back in the early 21st century, roughly between World War II and the advent of instant teleportation, the social scientist Mark Frauenfelder had his breakthrough with the now famous “Untitled 1” experiment, which subsequently led to the events that ultimately brought us here today, gentlepersons. From this Danger Room we must now make a firm statement that’ll show the remaining nations that [transmission interrupted]

  110. @Skramble 396,
    Au contraire, we women are too. However, Mister Frauenfelder’s diatribe bleeds sanity.

  111. a mysterious film project with the codename “400” is making the rounds in hollywood. little is known about the project, except that it is based on a freak happening about/on the internet. keanu reeves is rumoured to be interested. no director or screenwriter have yet been officially attached.
    the project remains untitled.

  112. That is the most expensive rock I’ve ever seen! The nice gentleman in the unlit parking lot was selling it for $5 a rock.

  113. Inverse correlation between post content and commentability: The less the post contains the more people will find to say about it. Thus, the comment potential for this thread is infinite. Effectively a comment perpetual motion machine that will feed off itself until it consumes all of the matter and energy in the universe.
    Nice going, Mark.

  114. now, I don’t want to put undue pressure on anyone, but: in something less than two dozen more posts an opportunity will come by. I am sure we all know what I refer to. Just think about it for a moment though. This is a one-chance in an infinite series of numbers. One. Once. One time. No second chances. There is, no doubt, many out there honing their entry for this magic number. Who will get in first? What if you aren’t good enough? You will have taken this unique space, and before the the whole Internet,ruined it. I’d really, really think about that if I were you. Imagine your handle attached for all eternity, for all to see, to a weak, spoiler of an excuse of a post. No pressure, don’t choke. The last thing we want is for this thread to stall at #419 while everyone hangs back, afraid to make a total fool of themselves before the universe. No, no that. No pressure.

  115. Should we elect a representative? I nominate you. Seconded. All in favor. Aye. Opposed……

    It’s all yours.

  116. Takuan please get high with me and go to Disneyland with me. We can pretend your exoskeleton is a costume.

  117. He doesn’t have an exoskeleton. That’s a cuttlebone. Did you sleep through theo-invertebrate biology?

  118. what a delightful invitation, if I can outwit my current mate and devour it first, I would be glad to take you up that.

    I sense a disturbance in the force – perhaps the leftover rice noodles were unwise. An important mission beckons, probably take hours……

    The dramatic tension rises. Will there be a hero?

    I leave you with: “Writing is an act of faith”

  119. @404: Antinous, you got me. That was my first time. I had to go and listen to The Meat Puppets’ Severed Goddess Hand really loud to get that melody out of my head. I’ll get you for that.

  120. Six million seven hundred thousand views and change. I wonder if it’s done anything for sales of his back catalog. The piece itself is beyond critique, but that’s a fine voice and I wouldn’t mind hearing it in a different context.

  121. The first time I saw this thread I thought, “This is a great place for a Rick’Roll,” and then I thought, “Good thing I’m not that much of a douche.” Thanks, Antinous, for being that much of a douche.

  122. “The reserve of modern assertions is sometimes pushed to extremes, in which the fear of being contradicted leads the writer to strip himself of almost all sense and meaning” – Sir Winston Churchill

  123. “The reserve of modern assertions is sometimes pushed to extremes, in which the fear of being contradicted leads the writer to strip himself of almost all sense and meaning” – Sir Winston Churchill

  124. I think we should just turn this into the General Discussion forum for as long as we’re allowed. I hope we’re not asked to clean up our rooms anytime soon.

  125. wanna hear something really whack? IMMEDIATELY after that last post, I went to the back of my refrigerator box to expel the last of that Jehovah’s Witness, opened the tome of the moment from the soft-bound midden(RAW’s Cosmic Trigger) and the page it fell on was “Stele 666 from the Boulak museum, Cairo”. No shit. Well, no figurative shit. I even riffled it a few times to make sure the spine didn’t happen to be broken there – nope. Cue for everyone to go : “ohhh wwwooowww,maannnnn!” What can I say? I’m easily impressed.

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  133. I think we’re going about figuring out the question of life, the universe, and everything (avec cat-speak).

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  134. Agent 86,
    Is that nonsense or is it actually Morse?
    Which is to say- should I bother translating it?

    Lie, and you will be subjected to Lord Takuan’s (dogma propoganda pusher’s) disapproval.

    I’m at school and so can’t decode it now anyway. Drat.

    Josh Parris,
    the end of humanity as we know it.

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  136. Also, #420: dude’s name was Jay! HA! Gold star. No one got it but me. Gold star for me too.

    LAST! (I think it’s funny, damn you all).

  137. Man, that was the longest bunch of giberish ever! Am I missing what the 3rd step should be? I got.

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  138. It looks like it could be an ASCII picture if the line breaks were right.

    Or maybe that’s just some of that apophenia that’s been going around ever since the serial killer letter thread.

  139. Well, it is binary, hex and morse in some combination. Unfortunately, I think there’s a max size that comments can be, because I think it chopped off the end.

  140. Turns out Open Mic Night on BoingBoing is much like real life–a lot of crap punctuated by some real gold. Interesting.

  141. Hello, I’m a social researcher attempting to build a system for blog commentary valuation. Would anyone like to comment?

    (Last!)

  142. SCUBA SM

    SOLVED!

    “”[I’ll] see your cognitive excess and raise you one headache. I will give a virtual cookie to whoever…*”

    morse→binary→morse→hex

    Yes, looks like your comment did get chomped, there was also a stray “,” and a number “9” in your 2nd binary transformation.

    I have a headache, now where’s my cookie?

  143. I hope that’s a reference to my incredible (tired) EnigmaBrain, and not an assumption of age, kōhai.. We may be closer than you think.

    And where’s my bloody cookie!!

    I think I need some sugar.

  144. Senpai is not about age my brother. Tenn, for instance, is also my senpai, and she’s, what, 12?

  145. Antinous I am actually sure that is true no matter if the contest were kickboxing, chess, NES, or comparative humility.

    Takuan might beat her at competitive spawning though.

  146. Antinous, I didn’t mean that kind of suga’.. It was very punny though :)

    Sis’, I always thought it was age related.. I even double checked on wikipedia before I posted!

    And Tenn? She’s clearly wise, far beyond her years.

  147. Takuan would have the advantage at competitive spawning, as he does not have to carry the spawn for 9 months.

  148. “I know I called you an incubator honey, but you didn’t hear that I called you a Pretty! incubator”

  149. Gets phone call from Teej…

    “Dude seriously Teej, I can’t believe it! This isn’t real…”

    ::Looks out at Post::

    “My God, it’s full of stars!”

  150. -reads above posts, calibrates monitor, rereads disbelievingly-

    Clearly, my internet persona is much more affable than my in-life persona.

    Takuan’s also far more eccentric than me and more of a cosmopolite than I’ll ever be. The eccentricity may come when I reach that advanced, advanced age.

    -rereads-

    Humility? I’m sorry, someone must have stolen my handle and used it behind my back to create such an impression. My apologies for the confusion.

  151. Psychic thread…

    For one of you, right now as you read this thread a song from The Police is playing.

    Fortune Cookie thread….

    You will meet someone very special in two days who will change your wife.

  152. If a thousand monkeys on a thousand typewriters take a thousand years to reproduce the works of Shakespeare, how long before we do?

    Or else, I just finished reading grant Morrisons run on Animal Man. I thought that was bril. So…uh…anyone else read that? Like it?

  153. Animal Man? Haven’t, Scott. What’s it about?

    I just finished Brave New World. The last scene is particularly gripping- I’d post it here but I wouldn’t want to ruin it for anyone. It’s eloquent and simple, almost more Orwellian than Orwell.

  154. Animal Man is a must. It comes from the post first crisis in the DC universe when everything starts going a bit wacky. On one level, hes a superhero who just likes animals, and on another hes a regular guy, caught finding answers to questions he never asked. Sort of like the invisibles but dumbed down enough for my ickle brain.

    Its been years since i read brave new world. apart from comics, i almost never touch fiction these days. After studying for an english degree, reading fiction feels too much like work, whereas, since I lack the interpretive tools to really get into nonfiction, i can read it and learn it and not have to think originally or too critically about it. i do have intentions to go back to orwell at some point, on the basis of, yeah, all that political stuff is cool, but he actually was an amazing writer.

    We are the dead.

  155. At this point, even the real world is more Orwellian than Orwell. It’s like Charlie Chaplin comming in 3rd in a Charlie Chaplin lookalike contest.

  156. Orwell was conscious of the ‘scifi writers predict the present’ aspect of writing. The title of 1984 comes from reversing 1948, the year he finished writing it, and it was intended as a critique of post wwii labour government. The technology has changed a bit, and the names of the players have changed, but the rules of the game are the same.

    Incidentally, if anyone ever wondered, david bowie’s diamond dogs album is the remnant of a failed attempt on his part of a 1984 musical, which would have been /awesome/. So that’s why that album is especially sweet.

  157. Interesting, Scott. I’ll pick it up after exams.

    Your inability to read fiction after an english degree is exactly why I’m going to forgo the liberal arts entirely, no matter how interesting they may sound. Huxley’s writing is much different from Orwell’s, but in a way, I rather like it.

    Yeah, all of Orwell was commentary on the current climate. What I found intriguing about Huxley was the fact that Mustapha Mond, the Big Brother character, was fleshed out and reasonable. That, and the idea that there was no happy medium, that even Savagery was not better than being engineered.

    In the scintillating news that is the life of a teenage girl, I have Prom this Saturday. Dear me.

  158. Prom? Waaaaaaaaaaaaay [sorry, to translate, that’s a crusty old English squatter expression of general approval.] Hope that goes well. Like in the romantic comedy films, not the horror films.

    I’ll tell you a funny thing, i’m 22 now, and my girlfriend from high school age is getting married next month, and it’s freaking me the eff out. like i’m looking through the wrong end of a telescope all of a sudden. so do mind the time, i guess, is what i’m trying to get across here, because it effing flies.

    alright, i’m off chappies. Condolences to any Liverpool supporters out there. after you knocked us out of the quarterfinals i was hoping you would do one over Chelsea. But disappointment.

  159. Romantic comedy would be horror. I’m going with someone purely for the convenience of being able to go to senior Prom as a junior, as most of my friends are seniors (taking their own dates, or I would have used them.) It’s okay, though, it’s convenience on his part too- he didn’t want to be the loser without a date.

    Time does fly. This last year I’ve been ill and missing a lot of school and struggling to make up, and it just seems like yesterday the year was starting. I can’t wait to get out of high school, though. Now is this your ex-girlfriend, or current girlfriend? I’m a fair bit confused.

    Good night and fare thee well!

  160. That’s emphatically an /ex/girlfriend, who I inexplicably keep in touch with. She’s also a lesbian now, which leads me to all sorts of questions about my self. I wasn’t invited to the wedding BTW, which i’m a bit sore about.

    Shame about being sick. One of my favourite people in the world missed out on growing up because of some weird strain of arthritis. anyway, she’s a megababe now, after bizarrely making a full recovery, so i assume that’s what always happens.

    alright, really off now.

  161. Just got home from Illinois lock the front door oh boy!
    Got to sit down take a rest on the porch.
    Imagination sets in pretty soon I’m singin’

    Doo doo doo Lookin’ out my back door.
    There’s a giant doing cartwheels a statue wearin’ high heels.
    Look at all the happy creatures dancing on the lawn.
    A dinosaur Victrola list’ning to Buck Owens.

    Tambourines and elephants are playing in the band.
    Won’t you take a ride on the flyin’ spoon?
    Doo, doo doo.
    Wond’rous apparition provided by magician.

    Tambourines and elephants are playing in the band.
    Won’t you take a ride on the flyin’ spoon?
    Doo, doo doo.
    Bother me tomorrow, today, I’ll buy no sorrows.

    Forward troubles Illinois, lock the front door, oh boy!
    Look at all the happy creatures dancing on the lawn.
    Bother me tomorrow, today, I’ll buy no sorrows.

  162. Which makes sense, being as you said not I am getting married but she is, but as it was late my neuro processes were slowing. Don’t question yourself- my first boyfriend is bisexual now, but we get along quite well discussing various male assets. I broke up with him after he insulted my friend with a sweatshop joke, I insulted him multiple times, and he accused me of being mean. My parting line (which disproves the other thread which calls me humble and otherwise makes me sound like a nice person) was “I’m not mean, you’re just a *****, and I’m not a lesbian.” Now, though, he’s cut the racism jokes and he’s a much nicer person (as am I, doubtless, but only from sheer luck and some sort of intervention.)

    I am looking forward to the Megababe Metamorphosis.

  163. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAh. Tories look set to sweep and the BNP are gaining round! DO NOT WANT.

    Sorry, just throwing that out there.

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  165. Actually, that’s just some cookie dough. Put in Notepad on fixed character width to bake it.

  166. 1st post of the day!

    Come and knock on our door…..
    We’ve been waiting for you……
    Where the kisses are hers and hers and his,
    Three’s company too.

    Come and dance on on our floor……
    Take a step that is new…..
    We’ve a loveable space that needs your face,
    Three’s company too.

    You’ll see that life is a frolic and laughter is calling for you……
    Down at our rendez-vous,
    Three’s company, too!!!!!!

  167. I’m going with someone purely for the convenience of being able to go to senior Prom as a junior

    Is your date named Neville?

  168. for today’s Misheard Lyrics Contest:

    Red Rider’s White Hot

    I’ll get you started:

    Waiting by the shoreline;

  169. Boris won. London is officially a US colony. At least it will be underwater by 2012.

  170. To be honest I don’t even know what the mayor does, apart from shill for the Olympics and enact/retract the congestion charge [which I don’t care about because I don’t drive]. Mainly I’m worried because Boris said he wants to get rid of the bendy buses.

    And he’s on record as hating gays.

    And he’s just about the biggest twat I’ve ever seen.

  171. I suppose I was for Ken, on the basis of not Boris. But you need a microscope to tell the difference between labour and tory these days. Libdems are no great shakes either. If I ever vote again I’ll just write in Paul Breitner for every position. he will lead us.

  172. London will be a no-go zone in one year

    “His campaign team kept him on a tight leash. He also gave up drinking for the duration of the campaign.

    Even though he has proved that he is able enough to win a campaign, Johnson now has to convince doubters that he has got the skills to run London. His only management experience was at the Spectator, where he was an effective editor who delegated well. But, when the issue came up on the hustings, even Johnson struggled to pretend that this experience was comparable with administering a capital City.”

  173. David Cameron is a bit of a joke, isn’t he? Everyone knows hes a posh public school twat, but its sort of cute that he tries. The fact is, Tories try to win on economic conservatism, with a splattering of whatevers popular, in this case the environment. Not that there’s any decent environmental policy, but David Cameron is seen as green because he cycles…followed by security in SUVs. But I just don’t think anyone cares about the environment, and I think people who do certainly wont trust the Tories with it.

    I expect very small turnout at the general election, because there’s no political party anyone trusts. These local elections, of course Conservatives won, because labour is completely discredited, and Conservatives have a strong grass roots activist system who all turn out to vote. What could a labour candidate say except, sorry, I dont like what my party stands for but I dont actually have any power to stop it either?

    Particularly worrying is a BNP gain. I saw they won two seats in Nuneaton, and probably more in East London. On one hand, they’ll just resign in a few weeks anyway, because they’re totally incompetent, and on the other, what are people thinking? Scary times.

  174. Have you read Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince? The PM is complaining because his opponent blames him for everything including bad weather. I’m sure that she had David Cameron in mind when she wrote that. He never really says anything except that the other side is wrong, wrong, wrong. I always wonder if he has any political positions or if he’s just purely reactive.

  175. J.K. Rowlin definitely strikes me as a Tony Benn style old Labour supporter. I couldn’t cite places off hand, but I distinctly remember interpreting a few parts as jibes at the Conservatives and New Labour.

    As its popular to say, Blair was the first Thatcherite. There simply is no difference between Labour and Tory on a nationwide level. So it doesn’t surprise me that Cameron doesn’t particularly have a position; if he was honest, he would have to say he would be doing the same as Labour. Of course, all the plates Blair was so good at spinning seem to be toppling down on poor old Brown, who was so careful to distance himself from the war and cash for peers. So Cameron probably reckons he can ride public disapproval of Brown into number ten, without needing to outline a coherent opposition. /Could/ work for him, as well. Then, wait for the ultimate evil to show up: John Reid. Thats if Prince Charles doesn’t take over like his diary said he would, of course.

  176. Jo Rowling is a self-proclaimed (small ‘s’) socialist. I do feel sorry for Brown. Blair was meant to have handed power to him after five years per their original agreement, but instead hung on until the country was in ruins and Brown could come in and be crucified. Tony Blair is one of the most loathsome political opportunists imaginable. As for Charles, he’s a socialist too, as is the Queen. The UK might run better if Magna Carta were revoked. It could scarcely be headed in a worse direction.

  177. ‘As for Charles, he’s a socialist too, as is the Queen.’

    Thats a laugh. have you ever heard Robb Johnson? he does a very funny version of God Save Our Queen called She Lives in Slough, which is of course a staunch Labour district and home to Windsor castle.

    But when they published some of Charles diaries a few years back, it came out that he planned to use obscure laws everyone seems to haven forgotten to start a court at Windsor, and assume the powers the Monarch had at about the turn of last century. Knowing his position on environmentalism, this led me to all sorts of fantasies of being dubbed Sir Scott of the Black Order of Knights, True Champion of the People. Probably wont happen tho :(

  178. Oy, super-mosquitoes. And I thought that only dementors were breeding down there.

  179. How does a question about a date named Neville lead into discussion of the British political system’s failings?

    This could be an internet rule. All things British lead to Parliament. (Or… Tories… you know, I’m checking out a book on the Britgov (Minitruth?) on soonest occasion. Be warned, I’ll be asking a lot of questions of you folk.

    The date was not named Neville. His sister rented a limo. He was about as socially able as Neville. I opened my own doors, got my own drink and his, etc. (Which I fully and totally support, and which would not bother me if I hadn’t been in difficult shoes. I usually split tasks with my date at dances, I hardly believe chivalry -need- be, but seriously. Jamie was lacking.)

    At Project Celebration (post event to deter getting drunk high or laid,) they had a mock casino set up with funny money. I made 10,000 off 1,000 in blackjack.

  180. Dating is a great way to build self-confidence because you get to see how much more functional you are than the rest of the local gene pool. And I find it easier to do things in fourteen inch stilettos.

  181. I’ll be eighteen by spring break next year. Let’s do it, Ark. That’s plenty of time to learn to count four decks at once.

    Is that YOU wearing them Ant, or doing ‘things’ wearing them? I had issues with my four inch stilettos. Though they came in handy as a threat (I want to make a pair with real stilettos embedded in the heels.)

  182. Tenn,

    Can you get over to Fake Babies and tell us if we got invisible tsunami right, PLEASE!

  183. I’ve worn up to about eight inches. My best friend from high school, who is now a lesbian, married a guy we knew. She was about twenty and he was about forty and very nerdy. Think comb-over. It turns out that he can only get aroused by wearing a schoolgirl uniform, a cast on his arm and fetish shoes that you could never stand in, like fifteen inches. Oddly, they’re still married thirty years later. She, he, her lover and their adopted kid all live together.

  184. Antinous,

    That’s the most entertaining and odd fetish I’ve ever heard of. And as a raver, I come across some interesting people.

  185. Let me transition to a Q&A format here.

    Q: Randy, I get the feeling that you are about to lay out in detail all of the hassles that would be involved in moving this gold overland, so let’s just cut to the chase and talk about helicopters.

    A: There is no place for a helicopter to land. Terrain is extremely rugged. The nearest sufficiently flat place is about one km. away. It would have to be cleared. In Vietnam this was accomplished using “blockbuster” bombs, but this is probably not an option here. Trees would have to be cut down, creating a gap in the jungles conspicuous from the air.

    Q: Who cares if it’s conspicuous? Who’s going to see it?

    A: As should be obvious from my anecdote, the people who control this gold have connections in Manila. We may assume that the area is overflown by the Philippine Air Force regularly, and kept under radar surveillance.

    Q: What would be involved in getting the bars to the nearest decent road?

    A: They would have to be carried over the jungle trails I have described. Each bar weighs as much as a full-grown man.

    Q: Couldn’t they be cut up into smaller pieces?

    A: DMS rates it as unlikely that the current owners would permit this.

    Q: Is there any chance of smuggling the gold through the military checkpoints?

    A: Obviously not in the case of a mass shipment. The gold weighs a total of around ten tons, and would require a truck that could not negotiate most of the roads we saw. Concealing ten tons of goods from the inspectors at these checkpoints is not possible.

    Q: How about smuggling the bars out one at a time?

    A: Still very tricky. Might be possible to hike the bars out to an intermediate point somewhere, melt or chop them down, and somehow secrete them in the body of a jeepney or other vehicle, then drive the vehicle to Manila and extract the gold. This operation would have to be repeated a hundred times. Driving the same vehicle past one of these checkpoints a hundred (or even two) times would strike them as, to put it mildly, odd. Even if this were possible there is the payment issue.

    Q: What is the payment issue?

    A: Obviously the people who control the gold want to be paid for it. Paying them in more gold, or in precious gems, would be ludicrous. They do not have bank accounts. They have to be paid in Philippine pesos. Anything bigger than about a 500-peso note is useless in this area. A 500-peso note is worth about $20, and so it would be necessary to bring six million of them into the jungle to perform the transaction. Based on some rudimentary calculations I have made here using a mechanic’s caliper and the contents of my wallet, the stack of 500-peso notes would be about (please wait while I switch my calculator over to the “scientific notation” mode) 25,000 inches high. Or, if you prefer the metric system, something like two-thirds of a kilometer. If you stacked the bills a meter high, you would need six or seven hundred such stacks, which if jammed close together would cover an area about three meters on a side. Basically we are talking about a large Ryder box truck full of money. This would have to be transported into the middle of the jungle, and obviously, melting down cash and secreting it inside of a truck is not an option.

    Q: Since the military seems to be the big obstacle here, why not simply cut a deal with them? Let them keep a big cut of the proceeds in exchange for not hassling us.

    A: Because the money would go to the NPA which would use it to buy weapons for the purpose of killing people in the military.

    Q: There must be some way to use the value of this gold to leverage some kind of extraction operation.

    A: The gold is worthless to a bank until it has been assayed. Until then it is only a blurry Polaroid of a stack of yellow objects in what seems to be a jungle. In order to perform an assay you need to go into the jungle, find the gold, bore out a sample, and transport it safely back to a large city. But this proves nothing. Even if the potential backers believe that your assay really came from the jungle (i.e., that you did not switch samples along the way) all they know now is the purity of one end of one bar in the stack. Basically it is not possible to obtain full value for this gold until the entire stack has been extracted and taken to a vault where it can be systematically assayed.

    Q: Could you maybe just get the gold to some local bank and then sell it at steep discount, so that the burden of transporting it would be on someone else’s shoulders?

    A: DMS relates the tale of one such transaction, in a provincial town in north Luzon, which was interrupted when local entrepreneurs literally blew one of the bank’s walls off with dynamite, came in, and grabbed both the gold and the cash that was going to be used to pay for the gold. DMS asserts he would rather slit his own throat quietly than walk into a small-town bank with anything worth more than a few tens of thousands of dollars.

    Q: Is the situation basically impossible then?

    A: It is basically impossible.

    Q: Then what was the point of the whole exercise?

    A: To come full circle to the first thing DMS said. It was to send us a message.

    Q: What is the message?

    A: That money is not worth having if you can’t spend it. That certain people have a lot of money that they badly want to spend. And that if we can give them a way to spend it, through the Crypt, that these people will be very happy, and conversely that if we screw up they will be very sad, and that whether they are happy or sad they will be eager to share these emotions with us, the shareholders and management team of Epiphyte Corp.

    And now I am going to e-mail this to all of you and then summon the flight attendant and demand the array of alcoholic beverages I so richly deserve. Cheers.

    —R

    Randall Lawrence Waterhouse

    Current meatspace coordinates, hot from the GPS receiver card in my laptop:

    27 degrees, 14.95 minutes N latitude 143 degrees. 17.44 minutes E longitude

    Nearest geographical feature: the Bonin Islands

  186. I was just considering a post here, Jake. Say, any books you’re interested in lately?

    Antinous; telepathic aptitude increasing in subject ten or subject zero-seven-four-eight?

    Wait- I didn’t say that! You didn’t hear anything! I know nothing, I swear!

  187. Um… not sure Stephenson has cc’d Cryptonomicon, and it’s a little long for Fair Use. Untitled 1 has now entered the holy realm of infringement! Champagne for everyone!

  188. good crap I’ve been last for days! last last last! AH HAHAHAHAHAHA

    wow… I’m kind of sad, aren’t I?

    LAST!

  189. It’s immaterial. They don’t care whether the great tits cope with warming or not, because they are enlightened. They might individually cope well with warming, but as a race, they’ve transcended.

  190. At least my wrist is making a very funny noise when i rotate it. Was playing Isaac Albeniz on guitar while absent mindedly perusing BB. Not cool.

  191. * Tinel’s Sign
    Tinel’s test is performed by tapping the median nerve along its course in the wrist. A positive test is found when this causes worsening of the tingling in the fingers when the nerve is tapped.

    * Phalen’s Sign
    Phalen’s test is done by pushing the back of your hands together for one minute. This compresses the carpal tunnel and is also positive when it causes the same symptoms you have been experiencing with your carpal tunnel syndrome.

  192. At least my wrist is making a very funny noise when i rotate it. Was playing Isaac Albeniz on guitar while absent mindedly perusing BB. Not cool.

    That’s the new excuse? Clever.`

  193. Lets have none of that. Even after a nights rest I have very limited movement in my left thumb. I think its just strain.

    Note to self: never complain on internet. never ends well.

  194. Mr. Free, give your thumb a good rest, don’t do any hitchhiking for a while.

    I’ve made that same note to self numerous times.

  195. I ran into a woman who got Thoracic Outlet Syndrome (like total permanent disability) because she spent all her waking hours at the computer and it didn’t occur to her to take her hands off the keyboard or mouse occasionally. Of course, as men, our hands are naturally drawn to our laps.

  196. FTW: Just have James Cameron direct the sequel: Untitled 2 – This time, it’s not Untitled 1.

    If not him, then Michael Bay. Man, that guy needs something to balance out that shambolic Pearl Harbor.

    Don’t thank me until you get the bill.

  197. James Cameron? nahh. On the set of the last Dark Angel episode he was ducking imaginary bats.

  198. Antinuous wrote:

    I ran into a woman who got Thoracic Outlet Syndrome (like total permanent disability) because she spent all her waking hours at the computer and it didn’t occur to her to take her hands off the keyboard or mouse occasionally. Of course, as men, our hands are naturally drawn to our laps.

    Isn’t that why laptops were invented? :-)

  199. Good call, Tenn. That’s what I love about this place, for every problem, question – someone around here comes up with the answer. :)

  200. Everyone who works at the UN spends all their time reading BB. That’s why we don’t have world peace.

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  202. Good to see this important topic cropping up on the BoingBoing “don’t miss” sidebar.

  203. I agree. Thank god BoingBoing is bringing this topic to light, it’s outrageous that the liberal media is burying stories like this!

  204. But the next time the laser darts into his face, it scatters off a million tiny, ashy particulates and reveals itself as a pure geometric line in space, pointing straight back to its source.

    It’s a gargoyle, standing in the dimness next to a shanty. Just in case he’s not already conspicuous enough, he’s wearing a suit. Hiro starts walking toward him. Gargoyles represent the embarrassing side of the Central Intelligence Corporation. Instead of using laptops, they wear their computers on their bodies, broken up into separate modules that hang on the waist, on the back, on the headset. They serve as human surveillance devices, recording everything that happens around them. Nothing looks stupider, these getups are the modern-day equivalent of the slide-rule scabbard or the calculator pouch on the belt, marking the user as belonging to a class that is at once above and far below human society. They are a boon to Hiro because they embody the worst stereotype of the CIC stringer. They draw all of the attention. The payoff for this self-imposed ostracism is that you can be in the Metaverse all the time, and gather intelligence all the time.

    The CIC brass can’t stand these guys because they upload staggering quantities of useless information to the database, on the off chance that some of it will eventually be useful. It’s like writing down the license number of every car you see on your way to work each morning, just in case one of them will be involved in a hit-and-run accident. Even the CIC database can only hold so much garbage. So, usually, these habitual gargoyles get kicked out of CIC before too long.

    This guy hasn’t been kicked out yet. And to judge from the quality of his equipment — which is very expensive — he’s been at it for a while. So he must be pretty good.

    If so, what’s he doing hanging around this place?

  205. Top 10 quotes of untitled 1 in the movies:
    Frankly, my dear, I don’t give an untitled 1.
    I’m going to make him an untitled 1 he can’t refuse.
    I coulda been an untitled 1.
    Go ahead, make my untitled 1.
    I love the smell of untitled 1 in the morning.
    Show me the untitled 1!
    You can’t handle the untitled 1!
    We’ll always have untitled 1.
    Houston, we have an untitled 1.
    Here’s untitled 1!

  206. Vader: The power to destroy a planet is nothing compared to untitled 1.

    Motti: Untitled 1 has not helped you conjure up the lost data tapes, or given you clairvoyance enough to find the rebel’s hidden fortress!

    Vader: I find your lack of faith disturbing.

  207. Untitled 1 to rule them all. Untitled 1 to find them.
    Untitled 1 to bring them all and in the darkness bind them.

  208. All the world’s an untitled 1,
    And all the men and women merely players.
    They have their exits and their entrances;
    And one man in his time posts many parts…

  209. If untitled 1 be the food of love, play on; give me excess of it that surfeiting I may sicken and soon die.

  210. Untitled 1 exists in and of itself, when and by the fact that it exists in and for another.

    -Hegel
    Phenomenology of Untitled 1

    [Somebody stop me]

  211. This is the way the world ends
    This is the way the world ends
    This is the way the world ends
    Not with a bang but an untitled 1.

  212. and Gibraltar as a girl where I was a Flower of the mountain untitled 1 when I put the rose in my hair like he Andalusian girls used or shall I wear red untitled 1 and how he kissed me under the Moorish wall and I thought well as well him as another and then I asked him with my eyes to ask again untitled 1 and then he asked me would I untitled 1 to say untitled 1 my mountain flower and first I put my arms around him untitled 1 and drew him down to me so he could feel my breasts all perfume untitled 1 and his heart was going like mad and untitled 1 I said untitled 1 I will untitled 1.

  213. Four score and seven years ago our fathers brought forth, upon this continent, a new nation, conceived in Untitled 1, and dedicated to the proposition that all men are created equal.

  214. Lord, we don’t need another mountain
    We have mountains and hillsides enough to clime
    We have oceans and rivers enough to cross
    Enough to last until the end of time.

    What the world needs now is untitled 1
    No, not just for some but for everyone!

  215. UNTITLED 1 DISGUST

    …abolition of logic, dance of those who are incapable of creation: untitled 1; ever hierarchy and social equation established for values by our valets: untitled 1; every object, all objects, feelings and obscurities, every apparition and the precise shock of parallel lines, are means for the battle of: untitled 1; the abolition of memory: untitled 1; the abolition of archaeology: untitled 1the abolition of prophets: untitled 1; the abolition of the future: untitled 1; the absolute and indiscutable [sic] belief in every god hat is an immediate product of spontaneity: untitled 1… .

  216. …the roar of contorted pains, the interweaving of contraries and of all contradictions, freaks and irrelevancies: LIFE.

  217. Ender’s Untitled 1 Game
    The Hitchiker’s Guide to the Untitled 1 Galaxy
    Stranger in an Untitled 1 Land
    I, Untitled 1
    Untitled 1: A Space Odyssey
    Do Androids Dream of Electric Untitled 1?
    The Untitled 1 Chronicles
    The Man in the High Untitled 1 Castle
    An Untitled 1 Orange
    The Untitled 1 Man

  218. There was untitled 1 she wanted to say,
    But she only turned and walked away.

    Now with so many words left unspoken,
    Her heart feels a little broken.

    Some are better left unsaid..
    To travel through the mind instead.

    And maybe that’s not always best,
    When it brings storms of unrest.

    But the sun will still rise,
    To show off beautiful skies.

    And stars will still whisper and shine,
    In a peaceful night sky of God’s design.

    He’ll find it in her eyes, he always could
    He just never understood.

    He closes his eyes and covers his heart,
    And he cannot be torn apart.

    Her every sense is made aware,
    But still, she can only stare.

    And there was untitled 1 she wanted to say,
    But she only turned and walked away.

  219. Now as untitled 1 was young and easy under the apple boughs
    About the lilting house and happy as the grass was green,
    The night above the dingle starry,
    Time let untitled 1 hail and climb
    Golden in the heyday of his eyes,
    And honoured among wagons untitled 1 was prince of the apple towns
    And once Below a time untitled 1 lordly had the trees and leaves
    Trail with daisies and barley
    Down the rivers of the windfall light.

  220. “Boy that’s some ugly lady”.

    “That’s no lady, that’s Untitled 1”.

    And Whoo-Hoo on passing the 600 comment milestone. The Mark of the Beast will be here before we know it.

  221. A bit of advice, don’t buy “Untitled 1’s Greatest Hits”, its lame. They leave out some of the best parts.

  222. someone talked. it’s still confusing, I don’t know exactly what happened. or how. but there was this late-night call, from a train-station pay-phone. the accent was heavily russian, but it didn’t sound right, it was too russian. anyway. a phantom site on the web. it would be up for just 24 hours. encrypted in korean. actually, it had nothing to do with the encryption but with the phonetics of the words. it sounded like a poem. I sent it through the usual channels, carefully divided as per the systema, but nobody could make anything of it. they all agreed that it seemed rather trivial, though. then, a few hours later,Damien’s mail confirmed that something was up, some translator had gone missing from the dig, body found later with a head missing. told me to be careful. not to talk to anyone about this. I didn’t. but I sense that it is too late. it’s out in the open, somehow. and it’s true.

    a title has been discovered.

  223. Canadian robot politicians want to title our Untitled1, don’t let them steal our anonymous freedoms!

  224. Yesterday was Untitled 1’s one month birthday. Did anybody bake a cake?

    Also if you Google “Untitled 1” Mark’s oh so eloquent post here comes in at number 3.

  225. A man walks into a bar, orders a beer and there’s a pianist in the corner. The pianist has this monkey, and the monkey is sort of dancing around the bar, collecting money for the pianist. But when the monkey gets to the man, instead of holding its hand out for money, the monkey just pisses in the man’s drink and dances off. The pianist is in the middle of a song, so the man decides to hold off, and he orders another drink, but when the monkey comes round, he pisses in the new drink as well. Now the man is really getting ticked off. He orders another drink, the monkey comes over and pisses it again. So the man gets up and starts walking over to the pianist, who’s stopped playing.

    He says to the pianist: ‘Do you know Untitled 1?’
    And the pianist says, ‘No, but maybe if you hum a few bars.’

  226. If you look at the, currently, latest post on BB gadgets (microwaving the cell phone), it kind-of fits my mental picture of what Untitled1 has become.

    :p to you to Ark. :)

  227. @625. Look who’s talking now. Scroll up to around 419 and see what everyone was hanging fire for.

  228. I tried to subtly point out by linking to a wikipedia article that the oldest known copy of the book of revelation cites 616 as the number of the beast.

    The oldest known copy of The Number of the Beast by Iron Maiden sticks with 666 tho.

  229. That’s my Game. “In high-visibility diurnal conditions, eternal vision is possible.” Domain: Movies, 1960-1980.

  230. ooooh….. “Bright Nights….”…….ummmm….
    On a Clear Day You can See Forever?

  231. “She goes to a doctor of hypnosis to do it. But once she’s under, her doctor finds out that she can regress into past lives and different personalities, and he finds himself falling in love with one of them.”

  232. didn’t we do that one before?

    noble(duke,earl,king,high…)guitar(bass/base,axe,instrument
    …_fighter (warrior,boxer,soldier,plane,jet….)

    hey, anyone seen Sister Y? Where’s Young Tenn?

  233. Haven’t seen Sister Y around here lately.
    I do recall a Tenn comment earlier tonight. She find out where her stomach issues lie?

  234. Agent 86 — It’s that one… thing, that …. movie thing where this guy does this thing like that ya know? I’m pretty sure it is anyway.

  235. Yeh, where the hell is SisterY?

    I thought Agent’s game was answered too.. Ah well, game on!

  236. In Sector “G” for gastritis, Agent.

    Sorry, guys, was the last days of school and I had exams. Also, this week I’m going to be scarce- I’m helping run a camp for the kiddies (cadets on their way to leadership), and I’ve gotten my position as dual-BC / XO set up, which means I will become more closely acquainted with the desk I’ve jockeyed all year.

  237. Side note, anyone here have one of those “sub-$500” laptops that seem to be all the rage lately? I’m not sure what I am going to buy, only that it will be cheap.

  238. I like hearing from actual people. I’ve found that the plural of anecdote IS fact when it comes to electronics.

  239. re: Asus eee; got teeny little fingers? Also,USB drives only of course. Apparently Dell Mini Inspiron is around the corner too.

  240. So, waiting it is. I’m almost tempted to wait for the next version of the OLPC. I would love a deul touch-screen laptop.

  241. @Agent 86: Check out the MSI Wind. That’s the one to beat right now, it seems.

  242. Guess who is playing at the American Airlines Center tonight, guyz!?!?

    The Cure. And I has tickets.

    Mm, Untitled1- the perfect thread for concert gloating.

  243. Wow, The Cure is still touring? I thought they had a breakup/last tour ~8 years ago?

  244. Curses! Although if I were one of the Boingers I think I would delete comment 666, write my own in, then lock the thread to stand as an internet artefact for all time.

    Cure win at life. Best song ever to sing horribly while drunk: Love Cats.

  245. Wow, The Cure is still touring?

    The Stooges are touring this summer too. No breakup is permanent.

  246. It was amazing. We were the only people under 30 there, (there was a twelve year old kid, but he was with his dad). They played a lot of their best songs. Praying for Rain, Lullaby, Fascination Street, The Forest.

    Amazing. Amaaaaaaaazing. I’m in post-concert glee. There were like four encores.

    And hearing Robert in person; ruhruhruhruhPLAYINGruhruhruhTABLESruhruh…

    New song played as well, and according to Robert-

    “That was fucking awful! Ruhruh… I am so sorry… Ruhruh… We’re going to clean that up… ruhruhruh? Ruh.”

    Also, after every song he presumably said “thank you”, but it was indistinguishable from “fuck you” because it sounded more like “ck you.” So we’re thinking he said “Q” to mess with our minds.

    The bassist was skinny with a nice ass for his ancient-ness. Also had a lot of energy.

    /Fangirl

  247. Glad you had a good time. You were doing so well right up until his ancient-ness.

    Sigh…

  248. hey, leathery isn’t bad. I bet I can still crack walnuts(the trick is to do two at time and get the seams lined up)

  249. I’m not giving him enough credit.

    He had a nice ass for -any- age, but especially because they’re all old. Everyone was old. I ended up dancing next to someone around the age of my grand-dad and screaming in joy when we heard the opening of- well, several songs. It was surreal.

    I think I failed at ‘like four encores’, Ross. Seriously, like, uh, oh my GOD – like!

  250. I love how Robert’s voice sounds exactly the same now as it did their first album. Always amazes me.

  251. Oh boy, Fat Bob is on stage again.

    He’s like Elvis, remember him as a 24 year old.

  252. Almost 3 weeks… anyone know her IRL? A comment saying she still lives would be lovely.

  253. I attempted to befriend myself… and that is when I learned that BoingBoing secretly does endorse the hive mind!

    Error: Cannot follow oneself

  254. Can we get a page view for our comment history? It is impossible to load a few of our more prestigious patron’s pages.

  255. I don’t think anyone does. Googling “Sister Y” shows she’s only used the handle here. Is there any way one of the bOINGers or Mom could e-mail her through the address she signed up with in the database?

  256. THE UNTITLED 1 NOT TAKEN

    TWO untitled 1s diverged in a yellow wood,
    And sorry I could not travel both
    And be one traveler, long I stood
    And looked down one as far as I could
    To where it bent in the undergrowth; 5

    Then took the other, as just as fair,
    And having perhaps the better claim,
    Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
    Though as for that the passing there
    Had worn them really about the same, 10

    And both that morning equally lay
    In leaves no step had trodden black.
    Oh, I kept the first for another day!
    Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
    I doubted if I should ever come back. 15

    I shall be telling this with a sigh
    Somewhere ages and ages hence:
    Two untitled 1s diverged in a wood, and I—
    I took the one less traveled by,
    And that has made all the difference

  257. I is graduatin’ on Friday! Ten year plan ACCOMPLISHED! At Evergreen in Olympia, so I actually is getting my BA in Untitled 1.

  258. I though we knew where Sis teaches, no?
    Can we get in contact with her admin, see if she’s ok?

    Maybe she accidently Geek-Raptured, and is GodHeading her way past the Singularity as we speak.. I mean, did you see the level of her puzzles? She prob’ly only had to add one or two extra lines of thought (on top of her standard heap) and she accidentally hit critical-mass.. zaa-aap! Oops! GodHead!

    Do ya think she’ll be waiting for us? I want more puzzles.

  259. Duh, the blog linked in her profile (Curator) is still posting. Me thinks I will drop her a line and say she is missed. Hopefully I’m not harassing some random blogger Sister Y likes to read.

  260. Is there any chance of issuing a ban on only those who complain (not simply taking away their commenting abilities for every article, but only taking away their commenting abilities for a specific article)? I’m not sure if that option is availible within our commenting framework, but it would have the added benefit of allowing otherwise sensible commenters to stay away from the comment section of an article they obviously do not want to be in, but by some sick sense of self-perversion can not seem to stay away from.

    [I’m placing this here because I can’t place it in the lovely hand-bound LB thread, thanks to ignoramuses who don’t know when to leave well enough alone.]

    PS: Sister is back, I see. Someone point her this way, and tell her we are in need of some more Game action.

  261. “Is there any chance of issuing a ban on only those who complain (not simply taking away their commenting abilities for every article, but only taking away their commenting abilities for a specific article)?”

    I agree Agent, that would be nice. I’m sick of people spoiling the LB posts. Its a really good book, I enjoyed the hell out of it and I’m glad its doing so well.

    BTW – Today is the first day of the rest of Untitled 1.

  262. Not just LB posts, but yeah. Maybe a two disemvowels in one post, and you’re automatically kicked from the thread? I can see that turning into a flaimbait game, come to think of it… off to read me some Bash.org !

    I am not a Untitled 1!

  263. Shares his neighbors with a building
    Knows addresses of by heart
    Draws a picture of his future
    Keeps the paper close at hand
    Packs his tongue into a suitcase
    Suffers terror on the train
    And he wants to start a movement
    Cause he’s indestructible
    Destructible..suffers terror on the train
    He indestructible
    And you know they’ll never find us
    And they’ll leave us alone
    And if we just keep on talking
    Then we’ll still make it home
    There’s commotion and promotion
    Now they’ve done good every war
    Sell our pictures to a paper
    Now that everyone must know

    Trading satellites for substance
    Let spectators pay their way
    We’ll invade the trevi fountain
    Now that everyone must pay
    Mama and babies mother tragedy
    Babies mothers tragedy
    Babies mothers tragedy
    Terrifies the kill