http://www.blogigo.co.uk/drowzyus360 Rest your mental restlessness en drowzyus360 drowzyus360 Thu, 02 Feb 2006 12:39:08 +0100 daily 1   Some acacias in africa demonstrate some intriguing peculiarities. When a gazelle or a goat wants to eat them, they modifie their sap's chemical componants as to make it toxic. When the animal realises that the tree doesn't have the same taste, it goes to eat another one. Interestingly, the acacias are capable of emitting a perfume that is received by neighbouring acacias and that warns them immidiately of the predator's presence. In a matter of minutes, all the trees will become inedible. The herbivores will therefore walk away to an acacia that hasnt received the message yet. Back in the days, there used to be goat breeding that was kept in the same field as acacias. Consequence: Once the first acacia was touched it alerted all the others on the field, the animals didnt have any other choice but to eat the toxic leaves. This is how many herds died, poisoned, for reasons that men took a very long time to understand.    Dont mess with these bad boys! Thu, 02 Feb 2006 12:39:08 +0100 http://www.blogigo.co.uk/drowzyus360/Tree-self-defense-classes./28/ http://www.blogigo.co.uk/drowzyus360/Tree-self-defense-classes./28/ According to a philosopher called Peissel, women belong to 4 different character groups: 1. The mothers, 2. The lovers, 3. The warriors, 4. The initiators. The mothers by predilection accord importance to raising a family, to have children and to raise them. The lovers like to seduce and to live passionate stories. The warriors want to conquer fields that have power, to commit to political causes or ideals. The initiators are women that are interested in the arts, spirituality or healing. They will be excellent muses, teachers, doctors. For each person, each of these tendencies are developed accordingly. The problem is when a women doesn't find its place in the role that society imposed onto her. If you force lovers to be mothers, or initiators to be warriors, the constraints sometimes generates violent clashes. For the men there also exists 4 preferential positions: 1. The agriculturalist, 2. The nomads, 3. The founders, 4. The warriors. In the bible, there is Abel the... Wed, 01 Feb 2006 15:37:53 +0100 http://www.blogigo.co.uk/drowzyus360/Where-do-you-belong/27/ http://www.blogigo.co.uk/drowzyus360/Where-do-you-belong/27/  Everything is just as ying as it is yang. In good you have evil and in evil you have good. In masculinity you have femininity and in femininity you have masculinity. In the strength you have weakness and in weakness you have strength. Because the chinese understood this around 3000 years ago, they could be considered like precursors of relativity. Black and white complete themselves for better or for worse.     Wed, 01 Feb 2006 14:52:36 +0100 http://www.blogigo.co.uk/drowzyus360/Ying-and-Yang/26/ http://www.blogigo.co.uk/drowzyus360/Ying-and-Yang/26/ Out of 1000 people in france these were the top 10 of frights: 1. Snakes. 2. Vertigo. 3. Spiders. 4. Rats. 5. Wasps. 6. Underground parkings. 7. Fire. 8. Blood. 9. Obscurity. 10. Crowds Wed, 25 Jan 2006 01:21:36 +0100 http://www.blogigo.co.uk/drowzyus360/Top-10-things-that-you-DONT-like./25/ http://www.blogigo.co.uk/drowzyus360/Top-10-things-that-you-DONT-like./25/  The only case of animal humour that was recorded by scientific journals was a strange case brought in by Jim Anderson, primatologist at Strasbourg university. This scientist was assigned to Koko, a gorrilla that had been innitiated to sign language. One day, a person asked Koko what colour a white towel was, he replied by doing the "red" gesture. The person repeated the question waving the towel infront of the Koko, but the latter kept on telling him that the towel was red. The human didn't understand why the gorrilla was making this mistake and started to lose his patience. Koko reached for the towel and showed the human a little red border on its edge, then proceeded into what the primatologists would call the "game mimic", this means that it lifted its lips, showed its teeth, widened its eyes... could this have been a sign of humour? :D im not sure but it makes me laugh thinking about it! silly human! Tue, 24 Jan 2006 01:36:48 +0100 http://www.blogigo.co.uk/drowzyus360/Humour-us./24/ http://www.blogigo.co.uk/drowzyus360/Humour-us./24/  Towards the end of the XIXth century in Bretagne (Britany), the sardine canning industries were infested with rats. No-one knew how to get rid of these little animals. Cats couldnt be used as they would have much prefered to eat the immobile sardines to the elusive rodents.  Someone came up with the idea to sew the butt of a living rat with horse hair. Incapable of ejecting any of his food, the rat, still eating, went into a frenzy because of its pain. It transformed itself into a mini-predator, a real terror to all of its mates which it hurt and chased away.  The worker who accepted to accomplish this horrible task received a wage increase and a promotion to "contre-maitraisse". However to the other workers in the sardine factory, the "rat butt-seweress" (men couldnt sew at the time... or even now for that matter) was a traitor because as long as one of the workers accepted to sew the rats' butts, this repugnant pratice would keep going on. Tue, 24 Jan 2006 01:17:23 +0100 http://www.blogigo.co.uk/drowzyus360/What-would-you-do-for-a-promotion/23/ http://www.blogigo.co.uk/drowzyus360/What-would-you-do-for-a-promotion/23/ "This sentence is a lie."  This constitues Epimenide's paradox. Which sentence is a lie? This one. If i say that it's a lie, I tell the truth. So it's not a lie, its the truth. The sentence doesnt have an ending... its neither wrong nor right... Tue, 24 Jan 2006 00:42:30 +0100 http://www.blogigo.co.uk/drowzyus360/Epimenide-s-paradox/22/ http://www.blogigo.co.uk/drowzyus360/Epimenide-s-paradox/22/ Death was born precisely seven hundred million years ago. Up until then, life was limited to single-cell organisms. Under this type of organism the cell's life was infinite since it was able to reproduce identically forever (we can still find traces of these single-celled "entities" in the coral reefs).  One fine day, two cells met, communicated, and decided to work together. This gave birth to multi-celled entities. Simultaneously death made its apparition. How are the two related???  When two cells wish to associate with another, they are forced to communicate and this in turn leads to a distribution of tasks so as to be more efficient. They therefore decide that both of them shouldn't bother to digest food, one of them will spot the food and the other will digest it.  So in consequence, the more the concentration of cells grew, the more they became specialized in the specific task they handled.The more they became specialized, the more each cell became weaker.... Mon, 23 Jan 2006 00:48:27 +0100 http://www.blogigo.co.uk/drowzyus360/The-birth-of-death./21/ http://www.blogigo.co.uk/drowzyus360/The-birth-of-death./21/  Before i start this entry i'd like to apologise to myself for not having posted... well... not having posted anything at all in the past months. On a good day i'd try and make up an excuse for this lethargy but TODAY im in an honest mood (only today i promise) and therefore i have to confess that i havnt written because i've been lazy. I'm sorry. I intend on making it up to myself by posting an entry today. hurrah for me. Sun, 22 Jan 2006 23:58:27 +0100 http://www.blogigo.co.uk/drowzyus360/today-is-another-day/20/ http://www.blogigo.co.uk/drowzyus360/today-is-another-day/20/ One fine day a minister tells his king: - Sir, the crops have been poisoned by a mushroom called "ergot de seigle" (who would then be used to make LSD). Whoever eats this will become crazy! - Well, we have to warn the population so that they don't eat any, says the king. - But, replies the minister, there is nothing to eat and if we dont give them the food they'll die of hunger and this will lead to a revolution. - Well then, lets give them the poisoned crops and we'll eat from the good stocks of cereal. - But, replies the minister, if everyone is crazy and we are the only sane ones we'll be considered crazy. The king thinks about this and finaly says: - We dont have a choice. We have to eat these poisoned crops like the rest of the population. However, he adds, we'll put a mark on our forehead just to remind us that we became crazy. Wed, 07 Dec 2005 12:20:34 +0100 http://www.blogigo.co.uk/drowzyus360/Tale-from-Nachman-of-Braslav/19/ http://www.blogigo.co.uk/drowzyus360/Tale-from-Nachman-of-Braslav/19/ During the mating of green flies the female devours the male. Emotions overcome the female apetite and the first head that she sees seems to be very edible. The male fly on the other hand doesnt want to die at the hands of his mate and therefore, to get out of this precarious situation, the male green fly brings a bit of food as a  "present". This means that if madame green fly is hungry she can eat the little bit of food and her partner can copulate without being in any danger. In a more advanced group of green flies the male brings meat wrapped in a transparent cocoon thus winning precious time. In a 3rd category of flies they realised that the time to open the present was more important then the actual present. In this third category the cocoon is wrapped in much thicker material, is much more voluminous and... empty. The time it takes for the female to open the present the male has already done the deed.  Thus the modification of some "Empis" flies for example which shake the... Tue, 06 Dec 2005 22:25:36 +0100 http://www.blogigo.co.uk/drowzyus360/The-present-of-the-green-fly./18/ http://www.blogigo.co.uk/drowzyus360/The-present-of-the-green-fly./18/  In the 1950's, a boat transporting wine bottles from Madera in Portugal unloads its cargo in a scottish harbor. A sailor goes into the cold room to see whether the stock was delivered properly. Unaware of his presence, another sailor closes the door. The prisoner hits the door and the walls as hard as he can but no one hears the poor soul; the ship sails away for Portugal.  The man finds some food but knows that he cannot survive for a long time in this refrigerated place. He does however find the energy to grab a piece of metal and starts to write what he is going through, hour after hour, day after day. With a near scientific precision he counts his agony: How the cold is making him numb, freezes his nose, his fingers and toes. He claims his every breath hurts as it bites his throat.  When the ship finally arrives in Lisbon, the captain who opens the container discovers the dead sailor. His story could be read on the walls. The incredible part of this story doesn't... Tue, 06 Dec 2005 21:47:35 +0100 http://www.blogigo.co.uk/drowzyus360/The-power-of-the-mind./17/ http://www.blogigo.co.uk/drowzyus360/The-power-of-the-mind./17/ Between What I am thinking, What I want to say, What I think I am saying, What I say, What you want to hear, What you think you heard, What you hear, What you want to understand, What you think you understood, What you understand, There is ten possibilities that we got something wrong. But let's try anyway... Tue, 06 Dec 2005 21:21:30 +0100 http://www.blogigo.co.uk/drowzyus360/Let-s-Try./16/ http://www.blogigo.co.uk/drowzyus360/Let-s-Try./16/ I think that i should change my site's name to bored and complexed... For no specific reason i suppose, because i've got quite a bit of work in the ole house and i really doubt that im complexed (well i guess that everyone is a little complexed about something) but just for the fun of change the site's name. I wont do it tho i was just rambling on about it... i should change it to bored, complexed, and rambling.  The thing with a blog is that you actualy have to put something in it. I've got permanent writers block when im not forced by threat or by any other means. I actualy have nothing to talk about that would amuse any sensible person and yet i feel that there has to be something to talk about. Oh, something just popped into my head. DIARIES. You see in big families such as mine it would have never been possible to create a diary for the pure and simple reason that if you started one it would have been read by the entire family in less time for you to say "dont read it... Mon, 05 Dec 2005 01:28:20 +0100 http://www.blogigo.co.uk/drowzyus360/Blogging-on-an-empty-mind/15/ http://www.blogigo.co.uk/drowzyus360/Blogging-on-an-empty-mind/15/ In a field a young firefly asks his dad: 'Dad, do i glow?'   To this the father replied: 'I can't really tell, if you want me to see your light then you have to go in the dark.'  The little firefly then proceeded into the darkness and started to shine alone in the dark and, as the father had said, the little firefly's light could be seen by everyone.  The little firefly, alone in the dark after having shone, realised that it was now surrounded by darkness. It panics, then cries: 'dad! dad! why did you abandon me?'  The father replies: 'I didn't abandon you, you were the one that wanted to show me how much you could shine.'  The moral of this story: It is whilst facing uncertainty, cowardise, stupidity, and barbarism, that we truely get back on our feet. Who would notice a wise man in a world where everything went well? Fri, 04 Nov 2005 00:04:32 +0100 http://www.blogigo.co.uk/drowzyus360/The-Firefly./14/ http://www.blogigo.co.uk/drowzyus360/The-Firefly./14/ Still in South America, the Mayas had an official and obligatory astrology system. Every child was born and given a specific calendar. This calendar would tell the child its future: when he would find a job, when he would get married, when he would be injured, when he would die. The calendar would be sung to the child whilste still in its craddle, he would learn it by heart and he himself would then sing it to know  at what moment of his existance he is.  This horoscopic system used to work quite well as the Mayan astrologists would make sure that some dates would coincide. If a young man had in his song a meeting with a certain girl a certain day this event would happen as the girl in question would have been told the same song in her horoscopic life song. The same thing would apply for buisness transactions: If a part of the song announced that one would buy a house that day, the seller of the house would have the obligation of selling his house on that day. If a fight was to... Thu, 27 Oct 2005 23:57:14 +0200 http://www.blogigo.co.uk/drowzyus360/The-Mayan-Horoscope./13/ http://www.blogigo.co.uk/drowzyus360/The-Mayan-Horoscope./13/  In the 1970s two american ethnologues discovered a primitive tribe in Malasia called the Senois. These people organised their lives around their dreams. Hense were called the "dream people".  Every morning during breakfast, around the fire, everone only spoke about their dream of the previous night. If a Senoi had dreamt about being mean to someone, he had to offer a gift to the offended party. If he had dreamt being hurt by someone, that certain person had to apologise and give him a gift to be forgiven.  In the Senois tribe, the dream world was richer intellectualy then the real world. If a child had dreamt that he had seen a tiger and had run away, the tribespeople would tell the child to dream of the tiger again the next night, to fight with him, and to kill him. The wisemen would teach him how to do so. If the child failed to kill the tiger, the whole tribe would reprimand him.  In the Senois value system, if one dreamt of sexual relations ... Wed, 26 Oct 2005 21:29:15 +0200 http://www.blogigo.co.uk/drowzyus360/The-dream-people./12/ http://www.blogigo.co.uk/drowzyus360/The-dream-people./12/ How to make a world and destroy it world in 10 easy steps: 1- BOOM!!! 2- Start with gas, water, rock. 3- Add some life and let it simmer for a couple hundred thousands of years. 4- Once life has matured and developd into intelligent life, allow them to understand fire. 5- Let develop for another couple thousand years. 6- Once your intelligent animals are smart enough, enable them to invent religions. 7- Let simmer. 8- After another few hundred years, they'll start to develop weapons to destroy themselves easier. 9- Remove important fuels in the world little by little and watch the results. 10- The animals should have reached maturity by now and they will be smart enough to develop even more powerful weapons. At which point return to stage 1. Mon, 11 Jul 2005 23:20:50 +0200 http://www.blogigo.co.uk/drowzyus360/god-s-R-us./11/ http://www.blogigo.co.uk/drowzyus360/god-s-R-us./11/ So here i am again with nothing to say. I've been told that if i just start the ideas are going to start flowing in but to be honest nothing's hapnin!!!!  Lets start with my day. Today was the best day of the week since its sunday i got to sleep in (woohoo) and in the afternoon i went shopping for a new suit. I wonder how women can be so happy spending so much money on clothes. I dont know why but i just dont see the good points of going out shopping for a whole day and splashing a crazy amount of cash... but that's a different matter altogether.    So today i went shopping for a suit with my parents (awww) and bought this really sweeeeeeeeeeeeet tommy suit. I didnt know buying clothes could make you this happy... its not the first time i've owned a suit or anything but this one is so nice................ omg, its turned me into a woman.  Jokes aside i'm the kinda guy woman hate to take shopping. I whine about the time we're taking to chose... Sun, 10 Jul 2005 22:37:26 +0200 http://www.blogigo.co.uk/drowzyus360/rambling/10/ http://www.blogigo.co.uk/drowzyus360/rambling/10/ Today is me and my gf's 9month anniversary I love her to bits and can't believe that she's been able to stay with me for so long, i'm quite the character you see...    Anyhoo this shout out is to my lovely gf that i absolutly adore. Tweety, this is for you! MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMWA!!! Sat, 09 Jul 2005 00:45:48 +0200 http://www.blogigo.co.uk/drowzyus360/9-months-together/9/ http://www.blogigo.co.uk/drowzyus360/9-months-together/9/