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Friday, June 29, 2001
I was reading what I wrote about "meow" and "mouf" a few days back, and it reminded me of another absurdity that is worth mentioning. It also originated during Senior year at Bancroft, when the highest form of comedy seemed to be repetition of ordinary four-letter "M" words (and here's proof)...
 One day at an assembly, we were visited by a mime. I don't remember if he was "good" or not, but boy did he provide us with much amusement during the springtime Senioritis (inflammation of the Senior) stretch of our high school careers. I guess many factors contributed to make it a memorable assembly... First, he was a mime. Second, the guy was actually pretty funny. At one point he had some middle schoolers up on stage and he was teaching them the tricks of the trade. One little punk was supposed to be pretending to be a beach ball, but he was really hamming it up and disrupting the mime, and we got some laughs when the dude just turned to the kid and said "shut up, beachball." My buddy Talbot may still to this day be saying this to people; I haven't seen him in a year or so...So it was a surprisingly entertaining assembly, but the fun really started immediately afterwards, at baseball practice. Between Talbot, myself, Fletch, McGrail, and who knows who else, we spent the whole practice inserting the word "mime" into our sentences and cracking up. I think we had Coach O'B thinking what you are all thinking... "What the heck is so funny?" Either that or "Will you please shut up." So the last couple months of school we kept it up. I think we even made a lengthy list of new phrases that we posted in the Senior Hallway, most of them involving "I'm" or "time". Mime pretty sure a lot of mimes we went out of our way to create sentences we could stick "mime" into. Here were some of my favorites: Mime not going to pay a lot for this muffler, at Mimeke Mime keeps on slippin' Key Mime Pie Brother can you spare a mime Mime not a crook Peace to all my homies in jail, doing mime Mime flies And so forth... Well that was a long mime ago, mime glad mime more mature now.
June 28, 2001.
Matthew the Mathemagician discovers that the Fibonacci-based sequence 1/4 + 1/8 + 2/16 + 3/32 + 5/64 + 8/128 + 13/256 + 21/512 + 34/1024 + 55/2048 + ... = 1. Euler, Abel, Gauss, Fourier... Enlow. Thursday, June 28, 2001
You know what's fun? Remembering funny Simpsons quotes. The Simpsons is like the international language of comedy (does that make sense?). Think of all the times you've connected with a total stranger via Simpsons quotes. Think of all the times you have judged someone solely on their love for and knowledge of the Simpsons.
With this in mind, I have started a little forum for people to add their favorite Simpsons moments. I'm hoping this will make entertaining you people easier, so I don't have to rack my brains for something funny or interesting to write all the time (believe it or not I have a job!). So I encourage y'all to add stuff. Now I know every other line of the show is funny, so try to come up with the cream of the crop.
Boston Sports Guy in the house! I'm not a huge NBA Draft follower, but he's still funny poop. And more importantly, BSG will be contributing three articles a week for ESPN.com's page 2 starting in mid-July. Huzzah!
EnlowSpeak has been recently updated (look for the picture). Wednesday, June 27, 2001
Okay I think I need a new segment. "Ask Karen." It only took her a few minutes to tell me the song I was looking for was "Powerhouse" by Raymond Scott. Apparently the song was in the Simpsons episode entitled "And Maggie Makes Three."...this is when Homer's bowling and they show what happens to the bowling pin between rolls.
So submit your questions for Karen today! Not only does she know things, but she's really bored and looking for something to do.
Remember in Gladiator, how he had that nasty wound on his shoulder? That was awesome. Anyway, I got a small replica of it on my elbow from a frisbee game last night. It don't looka so good. At least mine has fewer maggots. Ew gross.
That Simpsons trivia question I had makes me think of something else I've been trying to figure out. In the old WB cartoons (Bugs Bunny et al.), there is a certain jazz/big band song that is definitely in other cartoons too. It occurs when they show either a factory, or some heavy machinery, or an assembly line, or something like that. I can sing (or meow) it for you if you like...
So are there any music buffs, cartoon buffs or internet treasure hunt buffs out there who can hook a brother up? I'm just curious about artist, song title, cartoon(s)...  I finally got somewhere to host my pictures. Not bad for a CS major, eh?Anyway, here's a picture of me and Karen, my special lady. She graduated from BU in May, and here we're at her Senior ball. Hence the semi-formal attire.
Simpsons trivia du jour (because I don't know the answer):
When taking the lie detector test, what does Homer say that makes the polygraph explode? Tuesday, June 26, 2001
I just discovered I can't update entries that are too old. So I've been adding stuff to EnlowSpeak and Links, but nobody can see it when I supposedly publish my changes. So I need to figure out what to about that. Matt and Kate, does the same thing happen to you?
Dude, this SiteMeter counter thing (at the bottom of my page) is sweet. I can see the time zones. Okay, who's from Finland? How about Brazil? What is up with that... I encourage people far away to sign my guest book, to abate my puzzlement.
It looks like the server my TalkBack stuff is on goes down every once in a while. So that's cool. When it comes back up I think I can have a guest book (see link on left) AND post-specific discussions.
I think I might just have one guest book instead of a little discussion for each entry.
But for some reason I can't FTP to the freakin SERVER to make my CHANGES... with the BACON and the SAUSAGE
This morning I'm working on a new feature: "TalkBack." In theory, it lets you have little discussion threads about each of my posts. Not that any of them are discussion-provoking, but...
Oh and feel free to test it out. Monday, June 25, 2001
Here's a fun fact: Cincinnati Reds pitcher Danny Graves only has two career major league hits... and they're both home runs.
(Source: Bill.)
This morning I put a counter on my site. It's at the bottom. It was free, courtesy of SiteMeter. Seven hits so far, pretty sweet. I just wish it told me WHO was looking at my site. Granted, only a few people know it exists, but still, I'm curious..... all it shows are IP addresses or domain names. Now I'm pretty sure Karen is bu.edu, and I'm probably the one who's had the page open for 184 minutes, but who are the others?
I'd like to get a guest book sort of thing going, but there are obstacles in my path. One such obstacle is that I am at work and I really shouldn't be wasting my time on this... I considered making a whole new blog that anyone could post to, but the dumb thing about that is you can only post if I enter your e-mail address as someone who can post... also you need to have a Blogger username and password. I'll pass. For now.
New additions to EnlowSpeak, per Katie's request (and rightly so): "oogie mush" and "egg kaka." Also, "fog dart" and "hope that..." (NOT requested by Katie).
Sunday, June 24, 2001
Crazy mad props to Thom a.k.a. BP for giving me crazy mad props on his website. Glad my ramblings are somewhat amusing to more than just me. BP also reminded me of another entry that EnlowSpeak could not go without: "Meow meow meow..." I'll explain more about that entry in... well, in the actual entry. But there's a version that was customized and possibly originated at Bancroft School.
I guess it's really a combination of two little things. But I'll start with one day in the computer room at school, when Thom, me and Jane (heh, it would be funny if my name were Dick.... oh wait I'm confusing Tom Dick & Harry with Dick & Jane.... oh wait I wouldn't like the name Dick anyway) were hanging out doin something with computers.* Maybe they were working on the yearbook? Anyway, some other dude was in there making some suggestion like "maybe we should take a picture...." and then I said "maybe you should take a picture of your mouf... and shut it!" in some ebonics accent. What does this mean? I have no idea. I would not have remembered it as funny except that Thom & Jane reminded me of it recently. So anyway, this evolved into an ongoing joke about clever ways to tell people to shut their "moufs". Actually just the word "mouf" was funny for some reason. For example, when some kibitzer of a senior hallway chess game said "I see mate in two," I jumped at the opportunity to say "Well I see mouf, in one!" Ladies and gentlemen, the comedy stylings of Luke Enlow. So that was part one.... part two involved "meow meow meow...", which I may have unveiled during this same computer room session. I think this may also have been deemed "funny", and soon became any of the following variations: "Meowf," "Meow meow mouuuuf," "Meow meow meow shut yo meowf meow" and so forth. Funny poop, right? Right. Thanks Thom for reminding to share that bit of comedy with the world. *I'm the only real computer geek of the three. Friday, June 22, 2001
 Last weekend my Uncle Tom threw a barbecue party thing. He's in a band that plays oldies, blues, etc. While they were on a break Matt, Katie, Tom and I performed, and it was really fun. Me on drums, Katie singing, Matt tickling the ivories, and Tom on bass guitar. That was lots of fun. Rumor has it we did OK, especially considering that when we jam otherwise, we usually have a CD playing in the background (1) so we know what to do, and (2) so we sound better.The only pictures I can have on my site right now are the ones Matt has on his server... so until I can hit him up for some disk space, this is all. Props to Menlow. 
Ouch, Katie, you know Matt's students might read that. How would you like it if the kids you babysit for saw some Katie-related potty humor? They would be deeply offended.
Thursday, June 21, 2001
Glad you enjoy this, Katie. I'll keep you updated on my feelings. How's this.
Ook's "Feelings" Forecast, as reported 6/21/2001 10:21 AM EST: Tired with a %20 chance of disliking my job this afternoon. Scattered boredom.
A funny thing happened to me on the way to the couch last night. Actually I was just sitting on the couch. Kickin it with Karen and Bill, flippin between the Sox and the US soccer game (everybody wins by the way). Then we hear Alan come in and he's talking to someone. So either he's on the phone or with a coworker or Thom's coming over to watch the game. But as he nears the top of the stairs I hear "you might remember this guy" and I know he's talking about me. I look over and there is Tim Whitney, a buddy of mine from middle school, whom I hadn't seen in about ten years. And he looks the same, maybe even younger. The really weird thing is that earlier that day, Thom sent me to his website, where he basically had a picture of Tim and a paragraph saying "if anyone knows how to contact Tim, let me know." So when I sees him I'm all "Oh, Thom must have found you right away and... told Alan to... hang out with you or something..." But it turns out Big Gay Al* had just run into Tim in Davis Square moments earlier. It would have taken me a bit longer to recognize him if he weren't fresh in my mind. He lives about a hundred yards away from us.
Oh and it was funny because Tim had no idea who I was. Then again, he couldn't seem to remember 90% of the people we went to school with... *Alan is neither big nor gay. Wednesday, June 20, 2001
Boston Sports Guy lives on: Espn.com Page 2. The article is OK... the links on the right are better. They're not about death.
Some new additions to EnlowSpeak, including "That guy" and the closely-related "Go back to ____"; some flatulence talk, and more Dad-isms.
Tuesday, June 19, 2001
Why is it that whenever people play music extremely loud in their cars with the windows down, the music is bad?
Do people think this about my music? Monday, June 18, 2001
Slow work day ==> Lots of blog entries. Ordinarily I'd read what the Boston Sports Guy has to offer but he's all done. Moment of silence please.
Also, lots of entries because I decided I'd finally go live with my site. I just had to make sure there was nothing too personal or stupid first.
Earlier I wrote that I want to be on Survivor. I still think that would be cool. But now there's a new show that would be even easier for me: "Fear Factor". Get dragged behind some horses? No problem. Have hundreds of rats crawl all over me for four minutes? Cake. Climb all over a slippery car suspended hundreds of feet above a dam?... Well I'd be as good as the next guy. Matt thought so too; he mentioned that I was more able than most to "separate the mental from the physical." I know exactly what he's talking about, but it is hard to explain. I'll try later.
Dangit, I'm going to miss the new Fear Factor tonight because of stupid softball.
If anyone feels like taking a look at what I do at work, here's some websites I've worked on. I basically did everything but the graphics and the content. For those who ask "Then what did you do?", I make it all work. I make the structure. If you think of a website as a house, I would be the architect and builder.
Pay no attention to the way this site is built. As Shaggy would say, "It wasn't me." And I don't have time to fix it up. Internoded.com Facing History and Ourselves TeamStudio.com Yankee Group Monday, June 11, 2001
So back to gambling... I went to Suffolk Downs Saturday. No I don't have a problem. It's just something to do on a Saturday afternoon that's even more fun when there's a big race going on (Belmont Stakes). Also....... I was due!!!! There's no way I could continue to lose the way I always do anywhere outside of lving room poker. Anyway, here's another hard luck story.
I did a couple trifecta box bets to start with. Pick 3 horses, and bet $1 for each combination of your 3 horses coming in the top 3. That's $6 total. I lost those the first two races I tried them. Then I'm all "This sucks, I don't want to keep this up." So I did a perfecta box. That's pick 3 horses and if any 2 finish first and second I win. The payoff is less than trifecta but more likely to hit. So I picked 3 horses, and it figures that those 3 horses are the top three, the first time I decide not to do the trifecta box. Good times, good times. But I won my bet!!! I got my six dollars back PLUS another $2.90!!! "Let's never gamble again"... And we never did.
That last roller coaster post was not quite ready for prime time. I think where I was going with this is that... What a feeling!! I think I was going to compare it with listening to great music in the car really loud and singing along. Boy do I love that. There's not many things I enjoy more than hearing a new great song (and having it on CD) and blaring it on a beautiful day with the windows down. This leads me to a music recommendation. The artist is Mint Royale, the album is "On the Ropes". The whole album is great... reminiscent of Fatboy Slim. But the song I blare the most is "Show Me" featuring Pos from De La Soul. Usually songs that feature artists I like SUCK, so boy was I surprised with this one. If only I knew the words to that foreign-language chorus; it would feel much better singing at the top of my lungs.
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