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Oh. And here I thought this would be some sort of kindred arguement to my theory, as follows. "Instant communication is the downfall of society." Meaning that now we can tell a huge number of people every little thing that happens, these things are no longer given the opportunity to work themselves out. Instead all these told people will get up in arms and react and exacerbate the issue. Resulting in any real problems being snowed under by tripe. Oh well, still on the one woman crusade to reduce communication.

Yup! *slides over a copy of Def Leppard's "Love Bites" and a bottle of whiskey* *slides back the Def Leppard and spends some quality time with the whiskey* Ah, so you meant the initial comment in the negative connotation of the word. In that case you're better off with tequila and chocolate chip cookie dough. You'll easily supplant the woes of the heart with those of the stomach.

Well, I figured out what the deal breakers in the test were. I was massively male typed in all the tests except noticing changed positions of objects and the words thing. And somehow came out roughly 45 female. Weird.

Theres a fat man living in my walls? No wonder the exterminators are puzzled! Thanks Capt. Morgan!

SCUBA gear, one unbroken right ankle, and whatever it is that has moved into my walls to move out.

Kendra, the free getting started tutorial at this website is pretty good. Got me going, and you don't even need any special programs. I haven't subscribed, just used the free stuff. http://www.pagetutor.com/ As for content, I always enjoy a "questions people ask me" section with pithy answers, and even soliciting the asking of questions. Or the "fifty useless things to know about me" Something that gives more insight into who you are.

"God, you two are sensitive! All I'm doing is implying some kind of ugly sordid sexual liaison. I'd be proud of that sort of thing."

Would it be Indiana Jones?

Which place is that? Have you got a link or a name?

I think you actually argued yourself out of your main point. When the likes of Paris Hilton put on "funny" costume clothes and go to a renaissance festival or con then geek will be chic.

Okay, here's the next one: Get your ass up here and call the police, because there's a dead body in my bed, and it smells like shit, and it looks even worse. And if you don't help us, my dad is going to lay you down right next to her, I swear to fucking God!

Braveheart, of course. Okay, here's one I hope somebody gets, but it may be a bit obscure. It's one of my all-time favorite movies. "You and your fucking rope" Boondock Saints! "Fuck you, I'm not the rope toteing Charlie Bronson wannabe that's getting us fucking lost here!" To bad Duffy's kind of an ass and pissed studio execs everyhwere off and the likes of a follow up are slim.

The Daily Evergreen, student newspaper of Washington State University has started a new column, "Not a real word of the day." High lighting words that people use that aren't real. This particular thing is more interesting to me than "Word of the day" as those were already familar to me. As are the unreal words, but it's nice to have ones rantings brought up in a "legitimate" way. Yesterdays word was Reoccuring. Not a real word. The real word equivalent is recurring.

Oh yeah! Take it away, lets get this train rolling.

Alright, I'm going to be naughty and jump in with a quote since no one got the current one last time around. And mostlyI'm just jumping in since a friend of mine from China does the most humorous impersation of this character. It had me in absolute pain from laughing. "Goddamnit, how many times do I have to tehr you? You don't use the WMDs untihr you see the signahr! I have worked ten years on this pran! It is a very precise, and a compricated pran! "

Plastic is just tacky. The brass one screams "I belong on a 16 year old boys dresser." But the wood one, now that is elegance personafied, or perhaps that would be bladefied. I vote for wood!

Never in life would I have guessed Nancy!

Now that IS Attack of the Killer Tomatoes! "... and so I became bulimic" "Whoa, you can read minds?"

Unfortunately if you ask that question to anyone who has read the Hitchhikers Guide books, that's the answer you'll get. I was about to post the exact thing, but Blackjohn beat me to it. It's the answer to the question of life the universe and everything. Turns out we just don't know what the question is!

Foxe's comment suddenly reminded me that I went to a Renaissance Festival in France, maybe ten years ago. It was much more organized than here in the US. All the action took place in one amphitheater and something like a gladiator arena. There wasn't much in the way of vendors except food. The whole thing had the feeling of a cross between one of those Knights Castles themed restuarants and a cabaret show. Most of the shows were pretty faire typical; jousting, bawdy skits, juggling, magician, some music, raptors etc. And the atypical climax of the evening shows? A laser light show on an artificial waterfall.

Thanks, I didn't realize the style originated so far back in time. And the resurgence date seems to correspond to the time frame of the glasses my Mom has.

Are those what are known has "pince nez" in french? AKA "nose pinchers" Me mum came across a dark pair in an antique shop that actually folded up when not being worn. They came with a little leather case about 1.5" across, basically the size of the lens.

So, difficult and time consuming is what you're saying. :) Thanks.

How would you go about getting such nice clean cuts out of the center of a sheet of steel in pre-plasma cutter years?

Bleh. What's next Pirate King and Queen of Homecoming? A pirate hot or not? A pagent, popularity contest? Oh sorry scholarship competition. Come on...