Sam Kelly -
> Presumably, it changes colour to show how your partner's feeling.
Preferably very good, very well, and me all over.
Brian -
what'll 400Kpounds buy in Limerick?
j
You're right. Were I in Dublin, my housing would be about an eighth-lin of what I have here. In New Orleans, my 3br (on the West Bank, unflooded, praises be) cost $97,500 seven years ago ... and was at about the top of what I felt I could afford.
You're also welcome. I'm sure there's a heresy or few you could contribute to the dictionary. :) (I've been wondering how many folks here already are there, too.)
Candle -
Being as there's a limerick or two in this thread, and because this made me think of you,
Bardesanist
Hmmm. I can't get the link to work, so just go to www.oedilf.com and search for Bardesanist.
best,
Janet
Teresa -
I have Word on PCs. Especially at work (no, I'm not sure why), I often find that to highlight only part of a word, I have to hold the shift key down and use an arrow key to move the cursor the exact number of spaces I want it to move. If I use the trackball, it insists on highlighting the whole word.
janet
Lila -
It seems to me that the third of three items in the twice-weekly menu is, by itself, enough to cast doubt on their description of the dish as a delicacy. "The family, including Lewis, 13, and Grace, 7, eat faggots twice a week, with mashed potato and mushy peas."
After some searching, I did find a good description of faggots. (Go about halfway down the page, or just search for "faggots".
Hereweith a receipt.
It says that they're traditionally served with pease pudding. Which does sound better than "mushy peas," a phrase which brings to mind those canned abominations.
about that infinite* number of monkeys - they've made it up to 24 letters so far.
*Oh, okay. When the monkeys reached 24 letters, there numbers weren't quite infinite. But the simulator had made it to 2,737,850 million billion billion billion monkey-years.
Some do-it-yourself mirlitons.
Would the dance of mirlitons be one of soldiers?
There useta was a military cap called a mirliton, shaped sorta like an upside-down flowerpot. It was most common, my in-house military historian tells me, in the age of Frederick the Great. The only pics I could find were here
and here.
The second pic is fuzzy, but shows diagonal lines winding downward around the cap. When made of cloth rather than metal, the cap had a long tail that was wrapped around it.
There's supposedly some worn in
picture #16 on this page, but I couldn't get it to expand from thumbnail.
Nope. Further inquiry reveals that Pyotr Ilyich's mirlitons were toy reed pipes.
According to kazoos.com,
and answers.com,
which is actually a Wikipedia page, kazoos are a type of mirliton - a musical instrument which uses a vibrating membrane. The latter shows just how many meanings the word has. Including French slang for "doggerel".
Here's another.
Oh, dear. What have I started? Having done so, however unwittingly, I feel obliged (and why, when that's a perfectly good word, do so many people feel obligated?) to bring this to its ultimate conclusion.
Jenn - I, personally, think that winter squash with honey, nuts and dried fruit would be great for dessert. I'm outnumbered 2-1, though.
I might, however, be able to get The Man In My Life and his brother to eat mirlitons (pronounced more or less "millitanhs"), with stuffing. For some reason, they don't seem to feel those are squash, even though they are.
The traditional New Orleans presentation is
stuffed w/ seafood,.
A thing with diced mirlitons, pork, a spare sausage, apples, the Louisiana trinity of onion, celery and bell peppers, and savory, sage, rosemary and thyme was popular enough here that I noted it down for repeats.
Stacy & David Goldfarb - I had to think to get up to four jobs; the first two were college part time or summer, and the second two were for the same employer. Any more and I'd've had to include babysitting and algebra tutoring. I think both paid 50 cents an hour, though the tutoring may have gone as high as a dollar.
anent "to 'e' or not to 'e'," for some while my brain insisted on rearranging and substituting letters in the final word of the title of this thread. It took me about four re-reads before I realized that no, the title was *not* "Stuffed Squash Dessert".
It could be done, I think, but probably not to the satisfaction of most people. Except, perhaps, as a pumpkin pie variant.
Melissa - you hadn't missed the four books; it just seemed an appropriate addition.
I reread all of your choices, too. Not to mention just about anything by Patricia McKillip. Did I mention A.A. Milne? :)
With Randall's disclaimer, because this is fun,
4 jobs: college town pizza joint waitress (I was a terrible waitress, but the owners were lovely); apartment swimming pool lifeguard/pool manager; typewriter attachment (job title was "news dictationist"); reporter.
4 movies I could see over & over: West Side Story; Singin' In the Rain; just about anything the Marx Brothers ever did; Douglas Fairbanks in Zorro.
4 places I've lived: Santa Rosa, Calif., when it and I were small; Washington, DC and suburbs; Bloomington, Ind.; New Orleans.
4 TV shows: um ... I'm watching Firefly on DVD.
4 vacations: Arkansas, from the Louisiana line to the Ozarks and back; Saskatoon, Saskatchewan, Canada; NYC; Chapel Hill, NC.
4 daily websites: Google, Books & Writers (formerly The Literary Forum - and I'd be there even if I weren't on staff); here; Miss Snark
4 favorite foods: Only four? Dear, dear. Chocolate cheesecake, Thai chicken & coconut soup, barbecue (anything, any variation, just about), pork chops with onions and apples.
4 places I'd rather be: I donno about rather be, but I'd love to see the rest of the states, and the rest of the world. Four places? France, England, Japan, the States. Okay, so sometimes I cheat.
4 books I reread: Pride and Prejudice; Little Women; Finn Family Moomintroll; Bitter Lemons.
[sigh]
My computer apparently is too old, slow & otherwise limited (eg 96 meg RAM, and it may be out of slots) to handle Quicktime v7, needed to play the ad. What it has is 4; the computer tried to upgrade to 5, which ain't there no more, neither.
Ah, well. It does most of what I want it to, most of the time.
I did look at some of the stills.
And, though it looks like I'll have to try downloading their files and it's too late right now, here's a page with a bunch of video from the pingpong ball avalanche experiments.
Leah Miller:
>I myself figured a few neat bits of geometry as a kid, and was slightly annoyed when I found out that everyone had known about them for millenia.
For me, it was writing a poem in which "the clouds are low" was a refrain. I thought nobody'd ever noticed that phenomenon before. My father told me it was a cliche.
O, the embarrassment.
Josh Jasper:
> Hmm. Still no seriously cold weather in NYC. It was 50 out today. Practicaly t-shirt weather.
It can be relative. In my high and far-off college days, we had one really brutal winter. A couple-few feet of snow and for what felt like years.
Then one day it warmed up. The snow melted. It was balmy. Several friends and I went out for a walk in shorts and T-shirts.
When we got back, we leared that the temperature had gone up to 40. Fahrenheit, not centigrade.
Getting back to O Tannenbaum, my high-school band had a not-very organization called the FMA, or Future Morticians of America. Its song, which we then found at least mildly amusing, was
We live for you, we die for you,
National Embalming School.
(bis)
And when you're dead, we dig a hole,
and put you in to turn to mold.
(repeat first two lines)
There's a bit more, but it bounces around among tunes, so would probably be more trouble to read than it'd be worth.
Harry - second the motion about skinny-on-black. I find it often helps to hit control-A, which usually gives me blue-on-white.
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