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B3TA CHALLENGEUse your CSS skills to make your profile look like the frontpage. Or, if you've got something useful to do, you could do that instead.
But where's the fun in that eh?
Hi. I'm Ru and I make websites. Mail me if you like. [email protected] - rearrange the URL in the left hand column!
www.jabelman.org/rupert/ - My website. Full of stuff about me. Probably handy if you want to stalk me or something.
found by VeryGnawty
www.audioscrobbler.com/user/rupertj/ - My Audioscrobbler profile. Take the whole stalking thing even further and see what I'm listening to right now.....
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www.jabelman.org/rupert/ - My website. Full of stuff about me. Probably handy if you want to stalk me or something.
found by VeryGnawty
www.audioscrobbler.com/user/rupertj/ - My Audioscrobbler profile. Take the whole stalking thing even further and see what I'm listening to right now.....
found by VeryGnawty
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» Guilty Pleasures
Urban biking
I like riding through town on my bike at just the right speed to hold up cars. Slow enough to annoy them, but too fast for them to overtake without speeding or hitting someone coming the other way.
The real fun comes when they finally get past, but have to stop for a red light. I'll go straight through it and the game starts all over again.
(Sun 10th Apr 2005, 16:35, More)
Urban biking
I like riding through town on my bike at just the right speed to hold up cars. Slow enough to annoy them, but too fast for them to overtake without speeding or hitting someone coming the other way.
The real fun comes when they finally get past, but have to stop for a red light. I'll go straight through it and the game starts all over again.
(Sun 10th Apr 2005, 16:35, More)
» Petty Sabotage
Mains tomfoolery
One of my old housemates decided to throw a party. Social event of the year for all his mates. Of course, the party was mainly to show off the new stereo he'd just blown £600 on. Seeing how I didn't particularly care for said mates, I sat in my room with my other housemates, a dismantled mains plug and a pair of scissors.
The dismantled plug was plugged in, exposing the wiring blocks inside. Every time the shiny new stereo got turned up, I'd prod the earth and neutral with the scissors. Now, this is totally safe (as they're both at zero volts) but the RCD in the fusebox thinks it's a ground fault and flips all the switches, prompting a mad scramble in the dark to turn the fusebox back on before everyone leaves.
Everyone leaving took 4 flips, and he learned to keep it down in the end :)
(Wed 11th May 2005, 11:36, More)
Mains tomfoolery
One of my old housemates decided to throw a party. Social event of the year for all his mates. Of course, the party was mainly to show off the new stereo he'd just blown £600 on. Seeing how I didn't particularly care for said mates, I sat in my room with my other housemates, a dismantled mains plug and a pair of scissors.
The dismantled plug was plugged in, exposing the wiring blocks inside. Every time the shiny new stereo got turned up, I'd prod the earth and neutral with the scissors. Now, this is totally safe (as they're both at zero volts) but the RCD in the fusebox thinks it's a ground fault and flips all the switches, prompting a mad scramble in the dark to turn the fusebox back on before everyone leaves.
Everyone leaving took 4 flips, and he learned to keep it down in the end :)
(Wed 11th May 2005, 11:36, More)
» Weird Traditions
When stuck in boring family-type situations...
My brother and I play the meerkat game. This is how it works:
The person with the lowest boredom threshold will initate the game by impersonating a meerkat. (Stretch yourself up tall, hands in front of chest folded down, inqusitive look and scratch your ears occasionally). No-one must see him doing this. Should anyone see, they must do the same.
Eventually, there'll just be one person left in the room who isn't a meerkat, with everyone else doing the impression behind their back..... and sniggering.
(Sat 30th Jul 2005, 9:34, More)
When stuck in boring family-type situations...
My brother and I play the meerkat game. This is how it works:
The person with the lowest boredom threshold will initate the game by impersonating a meerkat. (Stretch yourself up tall, hands in front of chest folded down, inqusitive look and scratch your ears occasionally). No-one must see him doing this. Should anyone see, they must do the same.
Eventually, there'll just be one person left in the room who isn't a meerkat, with everyone else doing the impression behind their back..... and sniggering.
(Sat 30th Jul 2005, 9:34, More)
» Petty Sabotage
Leaving school.
Many years ago, I went to a boarding school. Having finished our GCSE's, a few friends and myself devised the ultimate leaving prank to extract our revenge on the school chaplain, who was also one of the housemasters. For the combined boredom of every single preachy sermon he gave us, we gave him a plague of locusts.
I went down to Pet City on my bike, purchased £30's worth of the aforementioned reptile-fodder and later that evening one of my partners in crime let them loose in the chaplain's flat, via a door he for some reason never locked.
I'd love to say it was total carnage, but to be honest, none of us really know. He was very late for breakfast the next day though. :) I like to think the locusts' descendants are still in the flat, munching his pot-plants to this day.
(Wed 4th May 2005, 15:05, More)
Leaving school.
Many years ago, I went to a boarding school. Having finished our GCSE's, a few friends and myself devised the ultimate leaving prank to extract our revenge on the school chaplain, who was also one of the housemasters. For the combined boredom of every single preachy sermon he gave us, we gave him a plague of locusts.
I went down to Pet City on my bike, purchased £30's worth of the aforementioned reptile-fodder and later that evening one of my partners in crime let them loose in the chaplain's flat, via a door he for some reason never locked.
I'd love to say it was total carnage, but to be honest, none of us really know. He was very late for breakfast the next day though. :) I like to think the locusts' descendants are still in the flat, munching his pot-plants to this day.
(Wed 4th May 2005, 15:05, More)
» Scars with history
Cat in heat
Many years ago, I was round a friend's house with my brother. The friend's cat, usually quite a friendly animal, was feeling especially friendly on this occasion, and jumped up on my lap. Being in heat, every time one of us stroked the beast, she yelped and stuck her rump in the air, which my brother found hilarious. After a few strokes, he was laughing like an idiot and stroking the cat much harder than she liked, so she decided to eat my hand.
(Mon 7th Feb 2005, 19:38, More)
Cat in heat
Many years ago, I was round a friend's house with my brother. The friend's cat, usually quite a friendly animal, was feeling especially friendly on this occasion, and jumped up on my lap. Being in heat, every time one of us stroked the beast, she yelped and stuck her rump in the air, which my brother found hilarious. After a few strokes, he was laughing like an idiot and stroking the cat much harder than she liked, so she decided to eat my hand.
(Mon 7th Feb 2005, 19:38, More)