Hoje é só para vos contar um segredo porque voçês são boa gente: ao que pareçe eu estou cheio de saudades de me sentar em frente ao microfone e estou a tentar uma nova forma de emitir a Nonsense.Radio mas não digam a ninguém…
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Ok como eu andava aborrecido, com calor e umas 4 ventoinhas de computador por aqui perdidas em casa decidi fazer uma coisa meio marada e ligar uma delas a umas pilhas de 1,5V e pronto, aqui está o video em baixo…
São precisas 2 pilhas para meter a ventoinha a mover-se e são precisas 8 no total para funcionar na velocidade maxima (em teoria) portanto ainda não é desta que me refresco porque tentar colar 8 pilhas em serie não é lá muito façil hehe.
Ora e aqui fica o meu ambiente de trabalho tal como está agora depois do ultimo format:
E para quem quer saber o que temos aqui é:
- XPize
- Samurize com o pack Water Element modificado por mim.
Opiniões serão bem vindas como sempre.
PS: BTW alguem sabe como meter o meu desktop com algo semelhante ao “program launcher” de um UMPC? Assim dividido por categorias onde encontro varios programas?
Ok e como estamos em plena época natalícia neste brilhante dia de Agosto deixo-vos aqui uma música que tenho andado a ouvir:
Down in the workshop all the elves were makin’ toys
For the good Gentile girls and the good Gentile boys
When the boss busted in, nearly scared ‘em half to death
Had a rifle in his hands and cheap whiskey on his breath
From his beard to his boots he was covered with ammo
Like a big fat drunk disgruntled Yuletide Rambo
And he smiled as he said with a twinkle in his eye,
“Merry Christmas to all - now you’re all gonna die!”The night Santa went crazy
The night St. Nick went insane
Realized he’d been gettin’ a raw deal
Something finally must have snapped in his brainWell, the workshop is gone now, he decided to bomb it
Everywhere you’ll find pieces of Cupid and Comet
And he tied up his helpers and he held the elves hostage
And he ground up poor Rudolph into reindeer sausage
He got Dancer and Prancer with an old German Luger
And he slashed up Dasher just like Freddy Krueger
And he picked up a flamethrower and he barbequed Blitzen
And he took a big bite and said, “It tastes just like chicken!”The night Santa went crazy
The night Kris Kringle went nuts
Now you can’t hardly walk around the North Pole
Without steppin’ in reindeer gutsThere’s the National Guard and the F.B.I.
There’s a van from the Eyewitness News
And helicopters circlin’ ’round in the sky
And the bullets are flyin’, the body count’s risin’
And everyone’s dyin’ to know, oh Santa, why?
My my my my my my
You used to be such a jolly guyYes, Virginia, now Santa’s doin’ time
In a federal prison for his infamous crime
Hey, little friend, now don’t you cry no more tears
He’ll be out with good behavior in 700 more years
But now Vixen’s in therapy and Donner’s still nervous
And the elves all got jobs working for the postal service
And they say Mrs. Clause, she’s on the phone every night
With her lawyer negotiating the movie rightsThey’re talkin’ bout - the night Santa went crazy
The night St. Nicholas flipped
Broke his back for some milk and cookies
Sounds to me like he was tired of gettin’ gyppedWo, the night Santa went crazy
The night St. Nick went insane
Realized he’s gettin’ a raw deal
Something finally must have snapped in his brain
Wo, something finally must have snapped in his brain
Tell ya, something finally must have snapped… in his brain
“Weird Al” Yankovic - The Night Santa Went Crazy