Daily Nonsense

The nonsense which follows is a Markov Chain based upon patterns in some pieces of English text. Word-Unit Nonsense uses patterns about words that tend to follow one another. Character-Unit Nonsense uses letters.

Word-Unit Nonsense

When Piaw sent me e-mail to the golden sand at his girlfriend Christina's. "Everybody's coming," he said. "Wear a costume." The rest of the things I didn't have much experience with the rain pouring from the sky. In each burst of lightning, he saw the bastard's eyes, watched their life to stand for something.

Everyone wants to eat is dealing with parking. We waited in line for a space for the sake of passing time.

In this day I will acknowledge that I am a magnificent creation capable of the greatest accomplishments. I am one of these foreign diseases coming and taking jobs away from the wind, perhaps because the animals may be but a pleasant memory.

It's only puppy fat, then even bigger boobs. The only difference between Tanya and Suzanne was that Clarrie had some friends on the affluent was, in fact, a central feature of Clinton's 1992 campaign. And almost two-thirds (63 percent) of the Cape of Good Hope, graze the fleet and wary zebras, the striped members of the Black Panthers. In the 1970s, Karenga himself was imprisoned for ordering and directing the torture of a young woman. Now 54 years old, he is that sea; in him can your great contempt crieth out of it, and how is it going?

The Telecommunications Act , passed in February 1996, was the second member to be a rather private organization. Further along, we found some slips that appeared to be attached to the mast. The jib is tied from the tip of the funnel into the earth quaked and ruptured, and snorted forth fire-streams:-For a divine table is the earth, so that the author felt that this morning, it was important that we supplement our diet with vitamins and minerals.

What is the hour of great contempt. The hour in which even your happiness becometh loathsome unto you, and so also your reason and virtue.

Have ye ever cried thus? Ah! would that I had been spurned by the hounds stationed at various segments of the palace.

There was little in the baren vault that could occupy his body or mind. He had paced out the length of the enthused acolyte.

The priest's lips trembled beneath soft narrow hands as she attemped to conceal herself from the side wound. Within minutes, an eternity, Gregor gasped. Richie tried to catch the end as it flew after her, succeeding only in grasping air. The stomps of Duncan's feet as he approached the bed drew Richie's attention, as he realized he was no longer the greatest magician that ever lived.

Florence was a mosher stumbling around with desk jockeys who talk about how much the old man knew. And then all thoughts and concerns were pushed out of her blouse. I found myself wishing she had been almost as slim as Victoria. Now, her waist must be at the waist overlooking his recessed belly; wide open in a deep chasim. His face flushed to a small slit at the lower right hand corner of the altar. The slit stood above a crudely pounded pail which had been a mighty fine day. I still wasn't sure that people can become, uhm, ubermensches.

Character-Unit Nonsense

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This page's text changes daily. Read it every day.

The algorithm is from a (1983/11) Scientific American article: "Computer Recreations: A progress report on the fine art of turning literature into drivel" by Brian Hayes. That article was inspired by Scientific and engineering problem-solving with the computer by William R. Bennett, Jr. Bennett traced discussion of randomly generated text to a 1927 statement by Sir Arthur Eddington:

If an army of monkeys were strumming on typewriters they might write all the books in the British Museum

(the same quote which led to the Infinite-Monkey Theorem).

Disclaimer: The text above may contain fragments of copyrighted works; I use text from such works as fodder for figuring out the patterns used to generate the random text.

Pages of Interest: For custom-generated Markov Text, visit The Shannonizer. Jamie Zawinski Markovly scrambles his writings on demand, and provides source for his scrambler. There is at least one Computer-Generated Writing page, which contains links to various pages containing such Writing and programs to generate it. hahaha.org hosted this page before I had a website; they rule.