(242) - Oh Christ in heaven, I clicked that link, and yea verily, I followed that recipe. And on seeing the (albeit low-resolution, God be praised!) images of said pie, feelings of lust did enter my heart. For yea, verily, I live in a teeny-tiny flat, that posseses not a convection oven, nor even the smallest of freezers that could preserve but a single Cornetto. So lust after that pie I did, I had and I shall. I have sinned!
(Bloody hell, an I'm not even REMOTELY sorry! Give us a slice of that, it looks incomparably yummy!)
Ah, this thread is a dark thrill for me, for it allows me to indulge in three separate unwholesome delights: politics, back-biting, and slagging off Ralph F***ing Nader.
I personally have my own modest (heh-heh) proposal. I think that there should be a bold new party a sixth thread in American politics if you will. The Solipsist Party, for people who know *exactly* how important they perceive themselves to be. The Solipsists, they are aware of America, insofar as it affects their own personal agenda...the Solipsists! Nader/Lieberman (for let us be frank, Joe Lieberman is the Grima Wormtongue of modern DC...always a henchman...) Three snivels for the Solipsists!
Hip, hip - (Well, Cokie, you know this is a *conservative country, regardless of what the voters might say...)
Hurrah?
Oooh...On the one hand, we have the great (ok granted, I'm Catholic and biased, *I* think he's great) Roger Bacon facing off against Jakob Friedrich Fries? Tchah! As close as I live to Heidelberg, that won't make me cast my vote for the local boy!
Make do,
Make hay,
Make work,
Make believe,
Make a break for it,
Make pretend,
Make amends,
Make for the hills!
Make the moment,
Make an expression,
Make a face,
Make what you will.
Ye gods, does everyone have a cold? It's a pandemic! We're doomed!!!
Ahhh, good to get that out of my system.
As our delightful Moderatrix (Moderateuse? Moderatrice?) mentioned upthread, there's something profoundly uneventful about the absentee voting process. The drama of opening the envelope, the suspense of finding a pen that hasn't run out of ink, the climactic application of the stamp...
The feeling of casting this vote, though...It's been a long time since liberal Hoosiers have had any political power on a national scale - and to those of you who scoff at my use of "liberal", I've a leftover Weisswurst from supper, and I'd be delighted to let you know where you can put it. It feels damn good to be excited to vote.
Brooks Moses (15) - I know. The poor lad's been feeling terribly Löwe lately.
All joshing aside, isn't it interesting how much people enjoy assuming terrible things will happen to them? It's almost a perverse auto-schadenfreude. I don't understand that pleasure...then again, I don't understand Calvinism either, and many people who are far smarter than I am subscribe to that doctrine.
Different jokes for different folks, I suppose.
Jeffrey Smith (12) - I suspect that Christian crayons would be a bit of a disappointment. I went into a Christian store in Indianapolis, and do you know, they refused to sell me a single Christian.
Speaking as a liberal (well, at the very least, liberalish) Hoosier living in Germany, I'm currently enjoying the novel experience of being sort of a hard centrist compared to my German friends. This is in comparison to when I was living in Indiana where I was regarded as a mad, bomb-throwing, crypto-socialist. However I digress. Throughout my young life (young in my opinion anyway) I've been consistently been driven crazy by two liberal propensities: The circular firing-squad and Private Frazer Syndrome ("Doomed! We're all doomed!"). Is it irrational that I want to fling large quantities of nerf stones at all the bloggers who have already begun cataloging the manifold ways that President Obama will be a disappointment.
("We're doomed!!!")
Ugh, this is horribly pedantic, but it's Die Fledermaus. Profuse apologies for Operatic and Teutonic pedantry!
Good heavens, my reference to St. Pancras was apposite then. I was planning to fly into London for a long weekend in December, but now I wonder if I should take the train (We've an express from Frankfurt to Paris, then from Gare du Nord on to London.)
God, Sam, a Robertson shift...tasteless. Utterly tasteless - haven't you considered union action and the Wenger Shift, rerouting all the way to St. Pancras in honour of European unity? (At the very least, once you'd passed Kilburn, you must have known that trouble was in store!)
Neil Willcox (144) - Gravesend, as in Kent? That's a bit of a haul, innit? Are there people mad enough to commute from Kent to London? (I know, that's a stupid question. Virtually everything further than Walthamstow is enough less expensive to make the commute worthwhile. Economically at least.)
My goodness. We've moved from puns, to puns about knitting, and we're approaching Mornington Crescent.
The singularity may be nigh...
(Slightly Embarrased Now.) Is "There, I've run rings around you logically!" actually that obscure of a reference? In other words, if you think that there's some profound hermetic truth to be found in numerology, then, my friends I have a Sudoku to sell you that contains the secret name of G_d.
Fragano Ledgister (85) - Alas, to my ear, Rat-Bat is far too appealing to be an effective descriptor for this lot. Rat-Bat for me conjures an ordinary, everyday, middle-class bat who one day is bitten by a radioactive rat. As a result, he gains the powers of a rat, such as Nouvelle Cuisine. Then, by mid-afternoon, just before the dinner rush, Rat-Bat swoops into the windows of Michelin-starred restaurants, dispensing advice and frightening the staff.
Chris (71) - Ahhh, but you see you've fallen right into his trap! Barack Hussein Obama has EIGHTEEN letters, and eighteen is six times three! There, I've run rings 'round you logically!
(goes back to tuning DIY Antichrist Detector...)
Serge (65): Although gloating isn't nice, if I were in their shoes, I'd say "Seersuckers!"
(50, 52) - They're all just common thieves, out to fleece decent honest folks.
Zander (35): Apart from the obvious one - They both have 6 letters in them. Famously, the ubiquitous barcode is divided into two sections with three binary markers, each represented by the number 6.
Of course, that's a load of hooey, but you'd be amazed how many people out there believe it.
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