Windmills of My Mind: Once upon a midnight dreary ...

Tuesday, June 13, 2006

Once upon a midnight dreary ...

(On the midnight of 06-06-06, actually) there was a knocking and scraping on the door. Looking through the peephole I found this strange being.

He (it's always a he, isn't it?) let me in on the secrets of the Universe. If you need to be in on them, too, please meet me at the Zamzama Espresso on Saturday at 8.00 am and pay for my breakfast.

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13 Comments:

Madiha said...

HAHA

Count me in.

13 June, 2006 14:00

vintage said...

*peeks back* hello!

me coming as well.
and 'his' breakfast is on me! ;)

13 June, 2006 17:37

the olive ream said...

ZAK, that is absolutely freaky!...looks like an alien from a science fiction movie i once saw.

ET knocks on door..

14 June, 2006 00:22

vintage said...

i just remembered... doesn't 06-06-06 eh.... 666 the number have something to do with the devil or something (according to popular belief)...
...know anyone who was born on that date?

14 June, 2006 12:09

rayhan said...

and htf would anyone know someone born on 060606 unless it was the thing's mother or something? i mean, like, do u really 'know' a week-old baby?

14 June, 2006 12:34

bluecheese said...

olive ream, didn't you think ET was cute?

on a wildly unrelated note (sorry zak), I was forced to sit and watch the lord of the rings trilogy by a friend, and I fell in love with smeagle (sp?)

and i think your green friend is cute too

14 June, 2006 13:47

rayhan said...

green?
bluecheese ... you either have colour-blindness or a badly set monitor.

and now i am even beginning to wonder about the colour of the cheese.

14 June, 2006 17:00

vintage said...

rayhan: maybe.

15 June, 2006 15:06

bluecheese said...

rayhan, i was born without red cones, so yes, i am technically colorblind. sorry. the color was either red or green, and since i cannot distinguish between the two, i decided to go with green as it seems to be the color of choice for aliens.

15 June, 2006 18:11

bluecheese said...

oh zak, you didn't tell me this was Random Comment Leaving Day!

Here is my input:

vintage: perhaps

am I cool now? Will people visit my blog now? am I properly using your blog as a networking tool?

15 June, 2006 18:41

Zakintosh said...

dear bluecheese: some people are celebrating Random Comment Leaving Month.

Oh and while not as cool as vintage, you arebecoming as bold ...

aaaargh! i hate bold and ALL CAPS unless they signify something and are not merely used as attention-getters. Maybe I'll write a post on Netiquette soon.

15 June, 2006 18:55

rayhan said...

bluecheese: no red cones? you can have one of mine. i see red too often, anyway.

16 June, 2006 05:37

bluecheese said...

*takes a red cone from rayhan and suddenly (and inexplicably) starts chopping people up into tiny pieces*

16 June, 2006 13:09

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