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The Morning News—The LiveJournal of Zachary Marsh. If you know anything about H.P. Lovecraft, you’ll find this mucho amusing.

And even if you don’t, this is priceless.

10th Dec 03

So, um, this one’s a little embarrassing. The plan was, right, that I’d spend the day doing volunteer work at the hospital/nunnery/home for the dying I mentioned last time. That meant, apparently, being there at 6am for mass before the day’s work started.

So at 5:30am I head out the door, out the gate (which the gatekeeper has kindly unlocked so I can actually get out, and don’t need to wake the poor guy up), and on my way.

First problem: *no* public transport is running. I knew the busses wouldn’t be, but I expected the auto-rickshaws to be going. To make things worse, there’s no taxis around either. So I start walking.

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For the sake of the geeks among my readers, I thought I’d mention some of the bits and pieces making my site happen, some of the wee details making the whole thing easier, and some of the css tricks I’m using. If you’re interested, read on…

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I added some pics to the gallery—there’s now a number of images in each category. I’ll be adding more as I feel like it, or as I take them, or both, so check back every so often.

Last night me and Andrew were round at Raj’s. The plan was to have a bit of worship, with acoustic guitars and a bongo. As we all seem to be somewhat into emo (the music style) at the moment, we figured we’d try emo worship.

Emo, for those not obsessive about musical genres, is called so because it tends to be quite emotional. Topics normally range from girls to, well, girls (a small exaggeration, but you get the idea), which goes some way towards explaining why a) it’s normally sung by boys and b) it’s emotional. It’s generally quite fast, somewhere between punk and rock in flavour, and has a certain energy about it. And, every so often (in a phenomenon called screamo) the vocals get a bit, well, extra emotional.

So anyway, that’s emo. Now you just have to imagine nice worship songs like “Light of the World” and “To the Ends of the Earth” performed in the aforementioned fashion. I think the best thing about it was that we were just able to *get into it*. There was no ‘nice Christian behaviour’ expected; we didn’t need to do the church thing. We were just jamming, having fun, and giving mad props to God at the same time. Heh. We even did “Let Our Praise to You be as Incense” in drop-d, Easter Camp style. Wicked cool. My throat hurts.

I wish church was like that. I *like* worshipping like that.

Once you pop you can’t stop. Play bows and arrows. It’s a little addictive.

Variations on a theme. A quite funny set of verses based on an apparently classic American poem by one William Carlos Williams.

99 Rooms. It’s weird, surreal, beautiful, disturbing and even scary. Have a look if you have some time up your sleeve. (Oh, and some bandwidth. There’s a lot of it.)

Samorost. An awesome point-and-click flash game; kind of in the style of The Neverhood, if anyone remembers that. A puzzle game, with great scenery and animation. The Quest For The Rest is another game by the same guy, which looks equally promising.