Have Mojo will Travel
Thoughts on tv, movies, books, music, philosophy and life by a crazy son of a gun.
Thoughts on tv, movies, books, music, philosophy and life by a crazy son of a gun.
You're all bums you know
On Passion: Love, Fury, Ambition, Fanaticism, Devotion and all the rest
Transfat, life, and a whole lot of shaking going on
The Horror and the Glory and a bunch of other stuff
I feel so good I feel so numb yeah, or the work which becomes a new genre itself: The Rand Show
That which we wait for
The temptation of wheat or Azumanga Diaoh review
The blues of the younger years
Never Fear Comikier is here
The Logician's Dilemma
Sometimes you're trukin' and sometimes you're trucked
The Scarecrow loses again, poor scarecrow
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Some dreams deserve to die
The Rand Show - The next level
Face it all up with the Facebook
You're not really white, you're more pinkish
It begins AGAIN!!!
Quotable, boatable, John
Things sometimes are as they are
A is A, and in any universe Luthor is Luthor
Shaving the Tom
It really begins again!!!
Even more quotable, even more boatable, roughly the same amount of John
All things end in madness
Come on, Let's Dance! Come on, Let's Dance! Baby!
Boatier or Quotier?
In the Garden of Eden, baby
A contrite heart
There's a reason Rand has only one arm
TV meets IV: result: Destruction of the World!!!
Karaoke equals awesome
Aelita, Queen of Mars
Highly distractible, but nigh industructable
Ah, the savage winds of history
Me, Eddy, and the Oriental Arts
Five Def. of Pi's
Time to go down to the ground where the Buffulo Roam
And what of the Oriental in America?
Why plan when you can scheme?
The End of Empires and other such tales
Quotes! Boats! And more of the Rand you love!
The Man from Tallahasse
Time keeps on Schemin'
Istanbul once Constantinople
Happy St. Valentine's Day
Happy St. Valentine's Day!
Here's a little sparkle
MC Esher be mathin' out
Cause the History don't stop coming
History repeats itself, first as tragedy, second as farce
India, a Chronology: Part I
That's what I get for all that Scheming
India, A Chronology: Prologue
The Beginning of an Empire
Cause Math don't stop
That's what I'm talking about
It's time to come down
When history's being abused, who you going to call?
Even Mathimoto Loves Quotes
Soviet History: More enigma than you can shake a stick at
We need a long-er burn
Shoutout to the other Rand Show
Poetry, oh sweet poetry
History = Awesome
Tiding over the Tides
Buzzing with the Comp. Sci.
Tipu, if not Sultan then what?
Primes, they aren't just for Transformers
If there were only a few more Ruskies
Let me hear you say math... MATH!!!
The Lord remains
Mathimoto's Real Complaint
The art of revision
Shout-out to some mad-awesome historians
Because Math rocks... and Raps
The Great Companion of Man
History is a mess, but I love it
lots of change = good, net-wise at least
Secrets are me-cret, I suppose
Happy St. Thomas' Day
Welcome now to the Robo-Bobo report
Check it out now: The History's Your Brother
A little news, well of me
A matter of empire
We're all quadratics too
Still on the Vacationing
History keeps on moving... Into the future
Cleaning out with Robo-Bobo
Or do it the sensible way: Top 5 tips
These things I do believe
Posting, posting, posting, gotta keep on posting
An Era of Extra-Ordinary Prosperity
What is happiness? Baby, don't hurt me, don't hurt me no more
Robo Bobo and the Complaint
The Return of the King
Rand's Adventures in Job Land
Working in a Gold Mine, but all the shimmers must fade away
Two steps forward, one step forward, one sideways, and always twirling toward the future
Move Along, Move Along, Like I told you too
Because I am a ROCKET MAN...
I am not your carpet ride
It's a long way down to nothing at all... My oh My
Cause sometimes computing ain't for tooling
A Certain Burden to Things
Brannigan, begin again
Chasing down infinity
Let not the sun be proud, lest I strike it from the sky
I follow he who has conquered death
Christ has Risen!
Twittering away the blues
Don't turn around again
A little poetry for the emotionary
Sometimes not knowing is okay, Not this time though
Because this is my path
A good old fashioned shootout between me and my brain
When I get older... they'll call me freedom
Me, Eddy, and that Oriental-Looking Fellow
Time to be a sneaky oriental
These are the songs we sing
Because I got to keep moving on
Archimedes Rules!!! Woo!!!
For some reason I can't explain, once you were gone it was never the same
Sooner or later everyone fails
Because the Rand Show is Comikier than yo'mama
Prithee, have thee heard of the Prism
What are you waiting for really
The Rand Show Comic : 300% More Comikier than Yo Mamma
The Rand Show #1
The Rand Show #2
The Rand Show #3
The Rand Show #4
Even in defeat, one can reap the dividends of peace
Just a little lonely
Cause all is poetry... even the web
Here's to you Michael Jackson, Salute
Fool me once, shame on you, fool me twice, I the fool
Scar tissue that I wish you saw
Vacation is not quite what I wanted
Because I'm easy, easy like Sunday morning
Let me sing these songs of freedom... but not right now
Now to get
Unfortunately we need to sleep before Brooklyn
So what do you want?
Because Doom don't go away
It's not just a crappy new Korn song
And when I am freedom will I be a waving flag?
Live and let doom
A meditation on Archimedes to satisfy the needy
To Africa, I think
I think there is a point here that you are missing
Waxing and waning before an upcoming storm
Lest you think me always a fool
Jersey is more awesome than your state plus yo mamma
I'm back, not quite in black
How to turn a Facebook Friends List into a CSV
Even though Sally can wait, don't look back in anger
And so they all exploded
I suppose I was bold that day
Excuse me, please miss
And when destiny is not enough
A conversation doomed to happen
Jersey City here I am
Working like a turkey
Programming Is Awesome
Circles, Dots, Squares
None the less, Doom my friends, doom
Doom to the max, with giraffes: A conversation destined to happen
Tech Notes: XLSX
And if I can turn the stars blue can I follow you
Damn it didn't I tell you to Ultra-Relax!
Happy Reunion Day!
And I knew if I had a chance I could make those people dance
Welcome to the World of Rand
The inherent folly of internal isolationism
The Rand Show
Because it cannot begin again when its never over
A meditation on Morrie
And it all makes you want to scream
Because the hand that feeds tastes good
Our Father who art in Heaven
And in the stone temple like a pilot I will light a fire
The Nicene Creed
The Apostles' Creed
Blaze ye stars, let me not see you whimper
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