John Conway's Game of Life

The Rules
For a space that is 'populated':
Each cell with one or no neighbors dies, as if by loneliness.
Each cell with four or more neighbors dies, as if by overpopulation.
Each cell with two or three neighbors survives.
For a space that is 'empty' or 'unpopulated'
Each cell with three neighbors becomes populated.

ladies and gentlemen: The Game of Life
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Spaniel Rage

Here's some graphic vignettes from a talented girl named Vanessa.

It is my distinct pleasure to introduce Spaniel Rage.

Scoot where you want, will you?

I shadowed Footloose out at the Marri-rott this evening and rode my li'll Honda out to Linconshire to do so. I discovered this neat little airport on the way out there, maybe ten minutes past O'hare. Quite a few planes on the ramp, some learjets, your assorted dentist killers. These huge decaying hangers. Maybe I'll stop by tomorrow and poke around until someone calls the Homeland Security and/or I make myself late for work.

Not for children

Dead Puppet Show

Movin on up

I've been sleeping on the roof the past few nights it's been nice. I suppose it's a last ditch effort to do something vaguely outdoorsey before the cold settles in. Went to Angel's Katrina benifit last nite at the always-about-to-close-and-never-reopen-ever-ever-again-we-mean-it-this-time bowling alley-cum hipster watering hole. The turnout was a little slight, considering the number of bands on the bill and the fact it was only five frigging bucks. Bobby performed a few new songs without the Gypsies. He's venturing into some Brian Ferry territory which isn't as bad as it may sound. Brahm from the WPP also played, but I got there too late.
I'm working with the CKC again this week and it's good to see the crew again. They moved into this swanky new office complex with their own loading dock and shop and costume storage.
"Fish don't fry in the kitchen..."