You'll find nothing here but an untelling bunch of useless information. Feel free to draw your own image based on this stuff, but do realise it will tell you nothing about me. Form your image, draw your conclusions - and if I catch you doing so and being wrong (in my opinion) I may decide to hunt you down and kill you slow. You know, for fun.
A Pointless List of Lists - the Index
- A pointless list of lists
- Basically solid ideas, that went haywire
- Things I can live with
- Successful deterrence lines
- My heroes
- Scorched Earth Songs
- Things worth living (or dying) for
- Pop songs I'd love to have all to myself
- Things whose presence stems from sheer terror
- Things so boring, insignificant and unimpressive the mere fact of their existence is intolerable
- Movies I hope most people don't like
- Stuff you'd like to be able to claim to have read
Basically solid ideas, that went haywire
- The sendmail daemon
- Document hierarchy in Word
- Public restrooms
- (Inter)human communication
- SGML
- The TCP/IP protocol suite
- Global disarmament
- NeXTstep
- Food (and eating it)
- The Hierarchy of Structural Complexity
Things I can live with
- The Habanera
- ICBMs
- My cat
- My other cat
- Really pleasant dreams
- The 9mm Glock handgun
- The PDF file format
- Lenore (ye ol' faithful lead pipe)
- Not being hassled
- Japanese blades
Successful Deterrence Lines (Guaranteed)
- Yeah, right.
- Sure.
- OK.
- I see.
- I understand.
- I really understand.
- Me too.
- I agree.
- I ain't like that no more.
- Now it's dark...
My Heroes
- Jeff Vogel, Keeper of Exile
- Banana Yoshimoto, not just a writer
- Larry Wall, sole inventor of the killfile
- Jennifer Saunders, commédienne extraordinaire
- A certain person I know whose name I'll take to my grave
- Steve Dorner, Eudora-idealist
- Amanda Walker, superprogrammer
- Évariste Galois
- Mädchen Amick, gorgeous female (actress)
- ... (There is a hero shortage on earth)
Scorched Earth Song Titles
- The Beatles, While My Lead Pipe Gently Sweeps
- Dick Dale and his Dell-Tones, Let's Go Clubbin'
- Soft Cell, Scorch Song
- Ike & Tina Turner, Ain't No Lead Pipe Big Enough
- Neil Young, The Lead Pipe And The Damage Done
- The Au Pairs, Headache (for Michelle)
- The Ramones, My Brain Is Splattered All Around
- The Mamas and the Papas, Lead Pipes Are Comin' To The Canyon
- Jacques Brel, Voire Un Cochon Mourir
- Type O Negative, I Know You're Clubbing Someone Else
Things worth dying (or living) for
- Laura San Giacomo's eyes at the start of Where the day takes you
- The sound of Neil Young's Les Paul
- The smell of really freshly baked bread
- The algebraïc proof of the Hairy Ball Theorem
- Neon lights, late at night, when it's cold outside
- Adobe software (some of it, anyway)
- The view from a particular rock formation near Sedona
- The wind in your hair, a horse between you knees, your enemy (or whoever) slain, his house destroyed, his land burned, watching his loved ones flee in terror
Pop songs I'd love to have all to myself
- David Bowie, Sorrow
- Beastie Boys, So what'cha want
- Cure, One hundred years
- Japan, I second that emotion (live)
- Modern Lovers, Roadrunner
- Roy Orbison, In dreams
- R.E.M., I rememer California
- Lou Reed, Make up
- Talking Heads, Listening wind
- Neil Young, Eldorado
Things incorporated because of blackmail and/or threats
Freex Home Page
Things so boring, insignificant and unimpressive the mere fact of their existence is intolerable
- Dire Straits music
- The longest thread ever
- The Web
- Parties I'm not invited to nor welcome at
- A futile, misguided and spurious part of philosophy called 'Ethics'
- Tons of obnoxious articles (and all those slimebags writing them)
- Parties I'm invited to but not attending
- Most people
- Quite a number of poorly designed attempts at user interfacing (X, Windoze)
- Most parties I'm invited to and attending
Movies I hope most people don't like
- David Cronenberg's Dead Ringers
- Sergio Leone's Il buono, il brutto e il cattivo
- David Lynch's Eraserhead
- David Cronenberg's Videodrome
- Hal Hartley's The Unbelievable Truth
- Clint Eastwood's Unforgiven
- Francis Ford Coppola's Apocalypse Now
- Brian DePalma's Body Double
- Ridley Scott's Blade Runner
- Wim Wenders' Paris, Texas
Stuff one would like to be able to claim to have read (honestly)
- Salman Rushdie's Midnight's Children (any of his books, in fact)
- Robert Frost's poems
- Brett Easton Ellis' American Psycho
- Eduardo Galeano's The Book of Embraces
- Julio Cortázar's Rayuela (or any of his books)
- Gabriel García Márquez's One Hundred Years of Solitude
- Francis Scott Fitzgerald's Tender is the Night
- Jay McInerney's Brightness Falls
- Ernest Hemingway's For Whom the Bell Tolls
- James Joyce's Finnegan's Wake
(Or should I choose a book by Joseph Heller instead?