I think one of my great-grandfathers was in the British Navy, and my grandfather was in the RAF during the Second World War (a desk job, though, no fighting involved). Does that count?
Both of my grandpas fought in WW2 (one Army, one Air Force (B-17 tail gunner)), and my cousin and her husband fought in the Gulf War. And my dad’s friend who is basically a family member was in the Navy as a pilot.
I think my grandfather on my dad’s side was in the navy for a while. Not really sure about that, though.
Also I’m pretty sure I have at least two great-grandfathers that were in the military, and possibly others.
My great-great-uncle (dad’s dad’s uncle) fought in the German army in World War I. My great-grandfather (dad’s mom’s dad) fought in WWII in the American army, as did my grandfather (mom’s dad). He fought in the Battle of the Bulge and got a medal for taking over communications when someone else no longer could. I think he’s the most recent.
On my mother’s side of the family, I think I have a second cousin-in-law or something like that who was once in some branch of military. On my father’s side (i.e. the Austrian side), my father served due to conscription laws. My grandfather actually had the singular luck of serving in both world wars (the second one involuntarily).
Well, I think my grandfather on my mom’s side was an army surgeon, but I’ve only met him twice and he creeped the heck out of me.
Poll from an orange:
Since we can’t ship much to California till my dad leaves Singapore next year, at which time the university will pay for us to move our things back, I have a limit on what I can bring back. Here is the airline-allotted space I have:
Two large suitcases
One small carry-on sized suitcase
One violin case
I only mention the violin case because I can probably stuff some of my socks in in it.
Now, obviously I’ll be shipping my clothes, save the fancy Indian costumes that I never wear but that my grandparents seem to think I need in large quantities. That’s one large suitcase, roughly. Also, I’ll have to ship all my yarn- 1/3 of a large suitcase. I have way too many assorted objects, interesting rocks, and lucky feathers, which will probably take up another third of a suitcase, plus the pockets. Also, I must bring my laptop and various electronics. There’s an incredible amount of just stuff in my room- the entire small suitcase’s worth, probably. That leaves me with one-third of a large suitcase full of books.
I want to bring all my books, but have narrowed it down to a few from which to choose.
-All seven Harry Potters
-The Hobbit, the LotR trilogy, the Silmarillion, and the first four volumes of The History of Middle-Earth
-HG2G
-All three Cartoon History of the Universes, plus the Modern World
-The Riverside Shakespeare (HUGE volume that I can barely lift)
-The Essential, and The Authorative, Calvin and Hobbeses
I need to eliminate at least one of these groups. Help?
You’ll probably want to start stocking up on slender, portable paperback versions of your favorite plays in any case. They’re very handy and are easy to replace if they fall victim to untoward circumstances (rain, bathtub, spilled food, etc.).
I’ve experienced all three of those disasters on numerous occasions. Sometimes they all happen to the same book. My Pride and Prejudice looks like it was chewed by a dog and then trampled through the mud.
Hand luggage. People smile at you when you have a violin case, so you can probably sneak in a backpack full of books without raising too many eyebrows. If you wear an anorak, you can stick books in the lining but after a while you start to look suspiciously square.
I’d eliminate Shakespeare and Harry Potter, since you can easily find those in libraries. Put the cartoon History of the Universe, the LotR books and HG2G in the suitcase, stick Calvin and Hobbs in your pocketbook and stuff the first two Harry Potters into the lining of your anorak.
surely towels are personal items. You can probably smuggle the H2G2 under that. Also, if you are reading a book as you get on the plane, it counts as a personal item. get the huuuuuuuuuuge volume on that way. the rest you can probably cram into suitcases…
Princess_Magnolia (1): Everyone used to be so excited to get first posts. I don’t know how many firsts I got in years past, but I don’t like to first post now. The GAPAs even once made a thread just so yay4hotpinkbunnies could have a first post!
Robert (8): Hmm. I think my grandfather may have been in the army or something at some point? I know his brother was, certainly. My mom’s uncle’s daughter’s daughter’s husband is in the Infantry. I’m sure there’s a more efficient way to say that, but that’s how I can work it out in my mind. My aunt and uncle are in the state department, so they move around a lot and sometimes live on the Embassy base, which is basically like living on a military base, so they say.
I guess that settles it, then- I’ll ditch the Riverside Shakespeare and hide the Harry Potters in my anorak.
New poll (I have too much time on my hands): Do I leave my beloved pasta machine, a gift from my grandmother, in favor of my Krishna carving, a gift from my other grandmother? Personally, seeing as I love the pasta machine and I generally stuff all religious memorabilia into a cupboard, I’d leave the Krishna statue- but my dad wants me to take it.
I’m not, but one of my friend’s ancestors apparently worked as a chef for one of the kings of England (I forget which), and so his family name was changed to King as an honor. (Can I say that? King is a fairly common last name, so I don’t feel it’s at all specifically identifiable. *looks it up* One out of every 615 people in the US has that name. Anyway, feel free to zap this whole post, GAPA, if you want.)
Almost everyone is, if you go back far enough. And most people share ancestors with present-day royalty. They’ve just lost track of which ones over the years.
What is the first word/phrase/concept that pops into your head when you hear the word “lie”?
For me, it’s currently the removal of heads in general, and Marie Antionette’s in specific. (Possibly because I’m listening to Voltaire at the moment.)
My thought process upon reading that (If Mago doesn’t mind my plagiarism), roughly translated into words (except the second question, which was obviously in words to begin with): What does Hufflepuff have to do with lies? What the hell is a Hufflepuff? Pumpkins are orange and black… but bees are yellow and black! But they don’t lie… or do they? I need to read that book about bee communication; maybe it’ll say. Hufflepuffs are pretty trustworthy, but their mascot is the badger. I love ethology. Mustelids are nice, too. “I have always had a great fondness for the family Mustelidae.” “I’m not a scientist, but isn’t there some connection between the weasel and the otter?” *remembers and essay about Patronuses called Animal Attraction as well as the mustelid pages in some of my science books* Otters are JKR’s favorite animal and probably her Patronus, too, since she has so much in common with Hermione (she called herself Hermione-ish, but Hermione never says ish. Roseish. Marbleish. Lovelyish. Fish, Vishnu. Mamvish. Man fish.), but she presumably doesn’t feel romantic attraction towards Ron, so maybe it isn’t significant after all? But she likes the idea of Patronuses signifying affection, and it makes a lot of sense for every theory I’ve heard… Coincidence? I think not. “The old one looks… weak.” Lily Evans. The Silver Doe. The Elder Wand–I could go on like this forever. I should probably stop now.
16: There is no king who has not had a slave among his ancestors, and no slave who has not had a king among his.
17: First I thought of the garden of Eden story, which is really strange because I’m really not so religious that something like that would happen. It’s probably because I’m reading The Power Of Myth, and there was a part about it. Then I thought of Jane Eyre, which I just read, then I just imagined someone (a girl with dark hair and evil eyes and an almost-forked tongue, which is sad because I love snakes; they’re used negatively in metaphors way too often) lying, then the Muse article When Numbers L1e.
First, I thought of my beloved Liepard, Nocturi. Then, the evil-eyes-girl reminded me of Mesfyel, my equally awesome-evil character. Then I thought of a tornado (not sure why).
Ask me to come up with a name of somebody who lies, and this is my thought process:
Hmmm…Liepard. No, Purrloin. Rolyn? That’s good, but maybe Lynoro? That sounds like Lenora. She lives in a museum… backwards is Muesum… Sumue… Some Mew… Hmmm, a psychic cat Pokemon. Maybe something off of that? Sytahk? Sye? Sye really does sound like lie! And it’s a real name! /bonus/
Cross-legged. It just seems the most comfortable, somehow. Though, thanks to taking karate for a few years (before I had to quit), I’m nearly as comfortable sitting on my knees.
Afraid Of Needles: *twitch*
Apologizes A Lot: Um, yeah, I’m working on it … sorry …
Cloudcuckoolander: Oh yes.
Got Me Doing It: I quote things a lot and occasionaly say “Well …” and “Allons-y!” like the Tenth Doctor. Mostly in my internal monologue. Is that a trope?
Hate Dumb: I have a somewhat irrational hatred for Twilight. Like, KILL IT WITH FIRE irrational hatred. But not literally killing it with fire since I’m against book burning. (I think that sentence counts as a Metaphorgotten …)
Meganekko: Not really, but I think I look better with glasses. Not good, just better.
Nerd: Yup.
Old Shame: My MB posts from when I was an immature neophyte. *twitch*
Shrinking Violet: Sometimes. I’m much less talkative in real life.
I avoid TV tropes, so I can’t really do that, but I’ll comment on the ones you mentioned that I think I can guess and might possible apply to me.
I used to be afraid of needles. I definitely apologize a lot. I wear glasses, if that has anything to do with whatever Meganekko is; I’m a nerd, too, and I’m ashamed of my Cricket ChatterBox posts from when I was an immature neophyte there.
Boldly Coming: The pointy ears make it hotter.
Fangirl
Geek
Geeky Turn-On
The Kirk
Logic Bomb
Metamorhpagotten
Nerd
Nerdgasm
Only Sane Man (or the one who usually has the Sanity Ball)
Sarcasm Mode
Smart Guy
Socially Awkward Hero
The Spock
Apologises A Lot: Yeah. Sorry. I’m working on it. I’m really sorry.
Bookworm
Brainy Brunette
Deadpan Snarker
Death Glare
Fangirl
Geek
Girls Love Stuffed Animals: And I do! I’ve got like 20 + that live on my bed.
Grammar Nazi
Mathmatician’s Answer
Meganekko: Not actually. But I do think I look better with glasses.
Messy Hair: Due to just not caring.
Nerd
Old Shame: Lots of my writing.
Pardon My Klingon: Not Klingon, but I have been known to use “zark” and “Belgium.”
Picked Last
Pungeon Master: I have got a propunsity for puns…
Secret Diary
Sesquipedalian Loquaciousness: Upon occasion.
Shrinking Violet
Spelling Nazi
Spot of Tea: Does it count as this trope if I’m not British?
The Eeyore
The Smart Guy: (Am I allowed to say that?)
Trademark Favourite Food: Anything chocolate.
You Are A Tree, Charlie Brown: First grade play. I was the weather. (Interestingly enough the play was The Tale of Three Trees, wherein trees are the principle characters.)
You Make Me Sic
Adorkable: Some of my friends seem to think so.
Afraid of Needles
Apologizes A Lot
Asexuality
Blue Eyes
Cloudcuckoolander
Does Not Like Being Touched
Hair of Gold: Darkish blonde, really.
In Universe Nickname: “Canada”, by my schoolfriends, for Hetalia-related reasons.
Meganekko
Shrinking Violet: Sometimes.
Socially Awkward Hero: If I can be considered the “hero” of my own life, that is.
Apologize A Lot: That’s a trait we all seem to have in common, isn’t it?
Only Sane Man: Comparatively speaking, among my group of friends/techies/actors.
Genre Savvy: Usually.
Wrong Genre Savvy: Occasionally.
Blithe Spirit: Sometimes. If I encounter an attempt at regulation/cutting my theatre’s budget or an English teacher.
Black Comedy: Often.
Looney Fan: Of Sondheim, but not quite to that degree.
Catch Phrase: “Lies!” In the real world, not here.
Nerd: Yeah.
On last year’s thread, I said I thought I was an INTJ. I’ve changed my mind; I’m an ISTJ. It just depends on how you look at it–I’m more interested in intuition-related things, but I think that’s in spite of or maybe because of the fact that it isn’t natural to me, and I’m horrible at it. For the momst part. The ISTJ personality fits me better, too; it’s pure Hufflepuff, but I do have a lot of Hufflepuff qualities. I’m just more Ravenclaw. If you read the INTP profile, it fits me perfectly, except that I’m just not N or P. It’s strange. Anyway…
4
It’s a nice, dependable number and can go into many other numbers. It’s a perfect square (in several ways). Also, 2+2=4, 4-2=2, 2×2=4, and 4/2=2. The only other number that can do that is 0.
11. When I was age 11, I played select soccer for the first time, and I chose my age as my jersey number. I still wear 11 for soccer, except for high school soccer – there, the larger numbers go with larger jerseys, so I’m number 5. In general, 11 has become my favorite number if I’m asked to provide one.
I like 54. It’s very neat and very sturdy. It reminds me of a wheat field. 53 is a little prettier, but it feels like it could break under pressure. 54 is much stronger. It’s weird that it’s yellowish, because it’s the product of 6 and 9, which are bluish and purplish. (Note: I don’t think this is synesthetic, just some subconscious associations.)
134. When I tell that to most people, they get confused. Then I explain that it’s 13 and 4 stuck together, and if they know me well they understand at once.
Psychology Speak: Modality Effects and Written Practice in Serial Recall.
Normal Speak: Some people had those numbers shown on screen, some had them read out loud, and others had them shown on screen and wrote it down twice. I then looked at how many they got correct.
I like 7, at least for a group of objects or in a date, but I don’t like using it. It’s prime, and there isn’t a test of divisibility by 7, and it just annoys me.
Because of something to do with the world I’m working on, I’ve developed a love for four and its multiples, and a dislike for five and its multiples. And primes; I don’t like primes, except for one, which is good.
It depends on the definition of both those terms. Romantic love, or any kind of love at all (philios, eros, agape)? Dream as in REM sleep, or dream as in aspiration and imagination?
I’d rather never be able to love. I suppose it might just be because I’ve never experienced it, but it just seems like a nuisance to me. I do not feel the need to be in a romantic relationship (although I see why one would), and it seems like it would cause a lot of pain, so I wouldn’t mind giving it up.
Never be able to dream. My dreams are either: 1.Vague; 2. Confusing; 3. Creepy (Mind you, it’s only the creepy ones I see in detail); or 4. Annoying. (I thought I’d managed to lucid dream but no, it was just a dream about lucid dreaming. :roll:) Also, I’ve never felt that kind of love and so I’d like to experience it before I do away with it completely.
“EHH-huh!” or “EHH-huh-eh-huh.” My aunt (who, according to my mother, I act just like, although I hardly know her) does the latter (also according to my mother; once when I did it she asked why I sneezed that way, which confused my–it’s not deliberate!).
I scream-sneeze. It’s very loud and dramatic, but I can’t really control how it sounds, so I’m stuck with room-silencing sneezes. XD My dad’s are like ha-CHAAAAAA. They’re rather amusing.
Copied from my post on an old Polling Place thread:
1. Find the book nearest you.
2. Open it to page 56.
3. Find the fifth sentence on page 56.
4. Post it here.
“Though the planet Earth, the Islington flat and the telephone have all now been demolished, it is comforting to reflect that they are all in some small way commemorated by the fact that twenty-nine seconds later Ford and Arthur were rescued.”
If a half-sentence from the previous page counts:
“In a later chapter I shall discuss the problems caused by such disposal of the body and their typical solutions as seen in both folklore and archaeology.”
If not:
“Many cultures have developed methods of tricking the forces involved in the reviving of dead bodies.
It was a book about some of the original folkloric vampires, with an explanation of what people were actually seeing and why they drew the conclusions they did. It was unbelievably fascinating.
Second but last sentence on the page:
What with that and Mrs Pawlett tumbling over something further up the road, which turned out to be the teapot, smelling strongly of beer, the Flower Show was given up, and the parson preached three Sundays running on the sin of beer-drinking to children who’d never ‘ad any and wimmen who couldn’t get it.”
“It was delightful to see the green landscape before us and the intense metropolis behind; and when a wagon with a train of beautiful horses, furnished with red trappings and clear-sounding bells came by us with its music, I believe we all three could have sung to the bells, so cheerful were the influences around.”
It just so happens that the nearest book is in my lap right now.
‘”Now you can enter the classroom through custom-made learning materials created with your specific marketing objectives in mind,” Lifetime Learning said in one of its pitches to corporate sponsors.’
I’m supposed to be reading it for school. But MuseBlog is more compelling.
“By using the lesson plans, your child will learn the sound picture to sound correspondence in a shorter time, because they will be tools she can use to build words.”
I’m not sure whether to count that as a sentence – it’s the closing of a letter. Just in case, here’s the next sentence.
[George S. Gordon, who died early in 1942, was Tolkien’s head of department at Leeds University in the early 1920s, before becoming Professor of English Literature at Oxford and then President of Magdalen College. …]
Reading the collected letters of your favourite authors FTW.
Two closest books. Actually three because two are on the bed with me but the third I’m almost touching with my foot.
“By many secret doors in Thangorodrim Morgoth let forth his main strength that he had held in waiting, and Fingon was beaten back with great loss from the walls of Angband.”
“In this way the priest will make atonement for him for any of these sins he has commited, and he will be forgiven.”
“Inevitably the question of spontaneous generation fell under the scrutiny of experimental science in the sixteenth, seventeenth, and eighteenth centuries.”
I picked up a zoology book… -_-;;
“Despite me very different background, perspective, and area of expertise, I hoped to use my background to be able to contribute to the field of elephant communication in a new way.”
I picked up a book about an entymologist’s experiences studying elephant toenail communication. It’s quite a fascinating book.
I know that I already did one, but I’m sitting in a different room now and I have a different nearest book
“There was a wild and period in Bookholm’s history, a time devoid of law and order during which raids and forays, mayhem, murder and thoroughgoing wars were daily occurrences below and above ground.”
No, it’s good. I like it. It might not be good in the HD, look-how-amazingly-I-can-draw-in-Paint-because-people-are-totally-capable-of-that, but it’s a good Gravatar. It also kind of embodies your personality, which is good because it means that you look like the person you are (I think. It IS in Paint).
Mine should be more original. It’s Companion Cube, in case you couldn’t tell.
I actually don’t read webcomics, but that’s the only one I’ve heard of from a source other than MuseBlog. By the way, my “source” was typing “Pwt pwns” into a search engine. Apparently, the commentors are all Musers there.
Hah. That was all my fault. There was a contest to link to your favorite websites and apparently they published everybody’s? I put in Chasing the Sunset and the Muse Fanpage and they got published and the rest is history.
My avatar is a fan, with a fantastical creature badly photoshopped onto it. It used to be a dragon. Now it’s a phoenix. I’m thinking of changing it again soon. I’m leaning towards sea serpent or unicorn…
Good. I don’t imagine people as their avatars, like some people do, but if their avatars have facial expressions, those are in my mental images of people, so your head looks like your gravatar with hair, no sunburn, a nose, and a normally shaped face. Except you’re not a cartoon; you’re a Monet painting like all my other mental images. I’m not sure why, but it might have to do with the fact that without my glasses, everything looks like Monet paintings.
In front of you is a large button. Affixed to the button are two labels. One says “End of the World Button.” The other says “Cheesecake!” You know that one lable is true and one is false, but you have no way of discerning which is which.
I remove the End of the World Button label, and place it over one of the buttons on my shirt, so that it no longer labels the button.
As it does not label the button, it has no effect on the large button.
The only thing it can do now is dispense Cheescake.
I press it and recieve Cheesecake.
First of all, I don’t think it’s a good idea to make assumptions whenn the world is at stake, and second of all, there is no way it can be dependent if the label is removable.
Of course. There’s a button there that has a fifty percent chance of preventing the end of the world and a fifty percent chance of giving me cheesecake. Why wouldn’t I press it?
And because the label that says “End of the World Button” could mean “prevent the end of the world” just as much as it could mean “cause the end of the world”. I took the optimistic interpretation.
With that logic, you could just as easily say that “cheesecake” might mean “destroy all cheesecake.” Anyway, if all 4 are possibilities, none of them have a 50% chance of being true.
You’d be willing to risk losing your life, my life, your family’s lives, everyone else’s lives, and ever having cheesecake again for the possibility of cheesecake? Really?
I reason like this: If I press the button I have a possibility of getting cheesecake of undefined quality (Bad cheesecake is really bad.) once, for free, with no effort, but a lot of stress about whether I just accidentally ended the world. Or I have a possibility of ending the world and never having cheesecake again (Unless mars has cheesecake supplies that have not yet been found by NASA)Wait, where in the question does it say that if a button is falsely labeled then it has the effect of the other button?Since there is a lot of cheesecake in the world (as well as pie, cookies, other cake and icecream) , and I am a relatively good maker of it, I choose to not press the button, and go make myself some cheesecake of higher quality than I am likely to get from the button.
I reason like this: The label that says “End-of-the-World Button” is indeed affixed to a button, so at least that part of the label is true. The label that says “Cheesecake!” is not resting on a cheesecake, so it’s clearly false. Therefore I ignore the button and look for a source of cheesecake.
The thing is, if you press the button and it leads to the end of the world, you won’t be in any shape to care about it. So your options are:
a) you end up with cheesecake, or
b) you are put into a position where you will no longer care about the lack of cheesecake.
Whereas if you don’t press any button, you will always wonder about what would happen if you had pressed the button and gotten cheesecake. So win/win situation.
Now, I know that logic is really messed up. It is nevertheless my gut instinct. Logically, I would not do that. I would leave the button alone, or perhaps cut the wiring leading to it so that no one else can mess with it, and maybe track down the source of cheesecake on the way.
My logic: The cake is a lie. Cheescake is, technically speaking, not cake at all. It is a kind of custard pie. Therefore, it is not a lie. Therefore, the “End of the World” is a lie. I push them both.
No. There’s a fifty percent chance I won’t get cheesecake, which makes pressing the button an unnecessary expenditure of effort. I locate a kitchen and bake a cheesecake instead.
If, hypothetically, one managed to tangle a hypothetical bobbin, destroy a hypothetical yard of thread, and stitch a hypothetical sewing project to a hypothetical sewing machine, and assuming one was eaten by a hypothetical sewing machine turned monster, what would one hypothetically do, hypothetically? This is all hypothetical, of course.
Luckily for you I just had this “hyptothetical” mess happen a few days ago.
Answer: if it is so bad you cannot even pry your project apart from the machine, you are just going to have to cut threads away until you can get them apart and then use a seam ripper to get all the thread out and start over. No matter how many times you try to fix it it will not work, it will just keep getting new problems x_x
Yes. It’s a good idea to make sure this hypothetical person is loading everything correctly, the settings are right for the project, and is using the right needle for their material.
And seam rippers are like the control-z of sewing projects.
I’m not sure. Somewhere cold with an aquarium… A natural history museum might be nice… but any would be AMAZING. I’d rather live in a good zoo, but a museum would also be unbelievably awesome.
Monterey Bay Aquarium, definitely. Imagine being able to sleep in front of that giant aquarium and have sea turtles and sharks swimming up right next to you as you slept…
The National Air and Space Museum. And I would live in the upper level of the walk-through Skylab model, because the public can’t go there anyway and most people don’t even look up when they’re inside. (It wouldn’t even be too hard. All I’d need would be a custodian’s key to open the door in the walk-through part and a folding stepladder to go up and down from the upper level, which I would keep hidden when not in use. Yes, I have put thought into this.)
Yeah, either that or the Visitor’s Center complex at the Kennedy Space Center.
There was this museum I went to when I was little, and they had this room where you climbed up these ladders and put these balls onto tracks and they went around the room and spun around the tracks until they came out on the other end of the room and you raced to get them and climbed up the ladders and did it again. I loved that place.
I would stay in the Residenz palace museum in Munich, Germany. Essentially because it is actually a palace with comfortable beds, gold leaf on the walls, and beautifulness everywhere. Plus, it’s so big that I could probably live there and never be disturbed. One can’t even view the entire thing in one visit. They switch off the tours from day to day to show seperate sides of the palace and even then there are huge sections that aren’t explored.
Say there is a jar in front of you. You can’t see inside it, but it supposedly has your favorite candy inside. You reach inside and instead of candy, pull out some money. Question: How much money would this have to be for you to not be disappointed that you didn’t get candy?
“Not Where,” Gaudior said. “When.” I’d squee, look up when it would be almost relatively safe to go according to physics, go to all those times, do everything that looked remotely interesting there, and choose another time for doing everything I always wanted to do but never had time for. After I was done, I’d show it to a physicist.
Ancient Rome, to play in their wickedly awesome brass bands. (I just watched the movie Ben-Hur. And I am in love with Miklos Rozsa.) And maybe then I would save people from being fed to the lions.
Then I would go to the Lost Colony of Roanoke to see what really happened.
Then I would go back again to the Library of Alexandria, before it is lost forever.
Then I would go forward to a few things I said/did in sixth and seventh grade. And stop myself from saying/doing them.
…
And rip the space-time continuum to shreds. *sigh*
She never said you could change your place, too…
Oh, yes, I’d stop myself from doing something I did when I was 7. It didn’t have a big influence on anything, but I feel horrible about it.
Oh, and my answer: I would go back in time and do something I’ve always wanted to do, which is meet J.R.R. Tolkien and C.S. Lewis. Fangirliness would ensue.
Now I’m wondering if I’d recognise them on sight. I’m almost sure I’d recognise Lewis, because I’ve read so very many biographies, but I don’t know if I’d recognise JRRT. Hm.
48- Do all of the Smithsonian facilities (Natural History building, zoo, etc.) count as part of the Smithsonian Museum? If so it’s a toss-up between that and Monterey Bay Aquarium. If not, it’s Monterey Bay Aquarium hands-down.
48.4- Monterey Bay Aquarium has sleepover programs, where you get to sleep in the aquarium next to any exhibit. You can read about it on their website.
49- If I thought it had my favorite candy and it didn’t, I’d be very dissapointed… I’d say the amount would have to be thrice the price of enough of said candy to fill the jar to bursting.
Huge feathered wings, a light sandy mourning-dove color on the outside, white and really soft on the inside. (I figured this out when I was in my Maximum Ride phase …)
I’d probably have to go with a dragonfly’s wings. They would have to be retractable though so they wouldn’t get in people’s way when I wasn’t flying. No feathery wings! Because if I had feathers…. I would need a beak to keep them in order and I don’t want a beak. That is one huge problem with Maximum Ride. Because they have no beaks, they have no way to preen their feathers.
You could use an instrument shaped like a beak. I don’t want feathers, but only because I’d be too lazy to preen if I didn’t have to.
I want a beak, but only if I don’t have to clean anything with it, and besides, this only gives you hypothetical wings, not other hypothetical body parts.
I thought of dragonfly wings before I read the comments, having just read about what amazing flyers they were. Retractability is a good idea. I’d want them to be green and covered in beautiful, realistic tardigrade images (If moths can have eye spots, I can have tardigrade spots!).
Black translucent Butterfly wings (to go with a semi-cosplay outfit I’m making- usable for everyday use, but also can be thought of as a character’s (theoretical) outfit)
Or possibly Butterfly wings where I can manipulate what the scales look like to hypnotize my opponents.
Situation: You have a bowl of plain yogurt in front of you. What do you do to it?
a: eat it
b: put cereal or granola in it and then eat it
c: put fresh fruit in it and then eat it
d: put both cereal/granola and fresh fruit in it and eat it
e: throw it away. plain yogurt is gross
f: fling it at you neighbor to see the look on their face
e: contemplate if the yogurt actually exists or if you exist for that matter
g: you are not possibly hungry now! put the yogurt in a cup and smuggle it out of the cafeteria to add to your food stash
h: other
Hmm…I’d say G. I’d probably eat it later. With rice or something, particularly if it’s spicy. I could never eat plain yogurt with something sweet. I guess that’s H, then–eat it with something like rice and meat.
d and, while doing so, e, possibly walking up and down at the same time. With all this stress I’m under I have a lot of energy for some reason. Sleep is for the weak! Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce!
Read? Yes. At least part of a book. If they were of J.K. Rowling quality and not, well, The Clique quality I wouldn’t feel embarrassed about carrying them around.
Exactly. And if the books were exactly the same and had happened to be by her, I’d start reading the first book and just presumably be disappointed with it. I say presumably because I hardly know anything about them, but they don’t sound at all like my sort of thing.
…I don’t know anything about the The Clique books, but they don’t sound like something I’d read, to be honest, no matter who wrote them. I don’t read books which don’t interest me at all just based on who wrote them.
…I’m pretty happy right now, really. I haven’t had Internet access in a while, and I found a blue jay feather and some cicada nymph exoskeletons. But if you mean the last time I was completely overwhelmed with joy, that was the day before yesterday. I was exploring outside, and everything was just so beautiful and amazing that I just didn’t know how to thank the universe, so I just sat down under a tree and thought.
Like, like just happy. Like “sun-bursting-out-of-the-clouds-I-am-jumping-up-while-butterflies-erupt-from-the-flowers-around-me” happy. Not just… content, you know?
I don’t know, but I’m usually content. I was really happy after the night concert for seventh grade where I had played two instruments, had two solos, and conducted the band.
Two nights ago. My dad and I went into town for the opening of a friend’s show, and we went into all these galleries and explored the gardens of a museum. The sun was really low but still there, and the street was deserted except for all the people, and there was music playing in the background. I can’t really explain it but it felt like everything was very alive.
I’m going to assume you mean the sort of Happiness which depends on circumstances, not Joy, which comes from inside you. I think that would be today, September 4th, from about 1 to 3:30. (I saw Cirque du Soleil, and it was one of the most amazing things I’ve ever seen.)
Hm. Well, I’m apparently unobservant enough not to notice the racist jokes at my school, but in orchestra we have a lot of orchestra-is-full-of-Asians jokes, mostly made by Asian people. And some kid got in trouble last year for wearing a sombrero on Cinco de Mayo.
What Kai said, or it could be viewed as cultural appropriation if the wearer is Caucasian, or stereotyping, since people don’t actually wear sombreros that often in Mexico.
People are a little sensitive about that sort of thing here- and besides, the vast majority of the population is caucasian. We do have Burgenländer jokes, but they’re a state and they´re also mostly caucasian.
I think 7, because that’s about how long it took for me to read OotP. Of course I read it again the next day much more slowly because I definitely missed some stuff. Like how Tonks died.
Um, several weeks, because I read them out of order and thus was really young when I read it, so I wasn’t allowed to read it, but I did anyway. Sneakily.
I did exactly the same thing when playing a weird form of solitaire! That’s probably not the strangest thing though. I would personify almost everything when I was really young, including the air. Occasionally, I’ll still worry about hurting the feelings of inanimate objects.
Cskia and I personified all kinds of interesting things in 3D Art class. (Remember that, Cskia?)
I still personify random inanimate objects (my laptop, for example) and elements (the water, air, etc. type, not the atomic type. Although, perhaps I should personify those as well…)
I personify those elements as well–not laptops, though. Oh, but when I was in second grade, I personified all my writing utensils and scissors and things…
Nowadays, of course, I can’t personify anything without Sorting it into a House.
In second grade, my friends and I each had a “pet” eraser (one of the kind that goes on the end of a pencil) with a face drawn on it. Mine was named Pip. We had no wars, though. That’s awesome.
I married a new piece of pasta each week. I’d always eat all of our children, but my husbands never minded; we always got along really well until I got hungry.
My eraser were just hair–or, if the kind you put on your pencil, hats–or, if the kind you just hold, furniture. My actual writing utenils didn’t fight wars, but they had jobs and children and whatnot. My silverware fought wars, though, and there was an orphanage and a convent and…
Well, I would imagine faces in pretty much everything, and then feel kind of like that the faces were the ancient Roman spirits of pretty much everything.
This included ceilings, trees, tables, cars, computers, toy boats, houses, bookshelves, couches…
I did that. Except I think I imagined the faces to be Silent Watchers. (I’m writing a book about Silent Watchers, actually… I don’t know where I cane up with it though.)
Oh, I used to have this whole nation called Stapleville in my desk… All the staples lived in communes and were ruled over by the benevolent Great Paperclip. It was one of those desks where you lift up the top and store your things inside, and Stapleville took up half of the space underneath.
I used to personify bowling pins. Which, considering that you’re throwing things at them, was pretty evil of me as a 5 year old (yes, I bowled when I was 5, my parents are bowling nuts)
I also still personify math equations. Each number has it’s own character, as do all the operations. And the parenthesis are houses.
a) Tiny wave
b) Town, because it’s bigger
c) (How much they would miss me if I died) + (How much I would miss them if they died)
d) Plaster??? ( Watson mode on! What is Toronto??????? /Watson)
e) DONT MENTION MARCHING BAND OUR SCHOOL DOESNT HAVE ONE *raeg explosion*
a) Hi! and/or waving
b) Town. Our school library is miniscule.
c) I don’t, not really. I mean, for example, I love my sister and she means a lot to me, but most of the time I’m thinking something along the lines of “Just give me the computer, ***** “. She still means incredibly much to me, I just can’t stand her right now. I guess I’m just not good at measuring people.
d) Plaster at my mom’s, brick at my dad’s.
a) Awkward wave.
b) Town library (It’s bigger! It’s always open! It isn’t filled with scary upperclassmen!)
d) Drywall over wood, I guess?
e) At football games, we just sit on the bleachers and play. When football season ends we play at competitions or work on songs for the concert. I guess we’re more like a sitting band than a marching band…
a) Smile and nod.
b) The library here on campus has three and a half million volumes, which I imagine is larger than most town libraries, so I’ll go school library.
c) No idea.
d) Drywall.
a) “Hello,” or waving, although sometimes if I want to be friendly but not actually interact I might just smile at someone I don’t know. I never nod at anyone in greeting.
b) Town because it has a bigger biology section and more importantly allows you to check out more than 2 books at a time.
c) How much I’d miss them if they died, probably.
d) …Plaster, I think?
a) Smile or nod of acknowledgement for people I kind of know, waving for most friends, grin and possible running over and playful slap on the shoulder for Swalot
b) Town library.
c) Hmmm… how much I enjoy spending time and communicating with them?
d) I don’t know…
a) Depends on the person and situation, but vocally most often “Hey.” Sometimes hugs.
b) Town library.
c) This is a hard question. It’s not something I do on a daily basis.
d) Plaster.
e) Field show band!
(a) Depends on the person. Generally a simple “hi” and/or wave, or sometimes a hug.
(b) Town.
(c) I’m not sure.
(d) Uh….. wall-ish? They’re white and slightly bumpy? …..Drywall…..?
a. “Hey, [name].”
b. Hard to say. Maybe school – earlier to find things.
c. How good I feel when I talk to them.
d. Sheetrock?
e. Both, and then some. *BEAST*
a)Hi! (Or if someone I know really well and want to annoy:HI!!!!!WHAT’SYOURNAMEHUHUHUHUH?
b)School for fiction and when I don’t need that many books, libary when I want non-fiction or I need unlimited book.
c)I have no idea.
d)Drywall and wood, I think.
e)There isn’t one at my school.
IE, but mostly because I’m used to it, I don’t really have a huge preference, just because I haven’t used any other browsers for extended periods of time.
I use Firefox.
I know most people don’t like identifying with villains, but which do you have the most in common with? For me it’s the narrator of The Tell-Tale Heart because I feel like we’re not supposed to identify with him at all, but I know how he feels, having similar sensory difficulties. After him it’s Reigner Two from Hexwood, but not in an empathetic way; this is more of an “oh cake, I understand her; this is creepy,” way.
Which characters, from anything, do you relate to the most? For me, it’s definitely Emma-Jean Lazarus from the Emma-Jean Lazarus books (Emma-Jean Lazarus Fell Out of a Tree and Emma-Jean Lazarus Fell in Love). The only major difference between us is that she’s not obsessive and more observant than me, and she’s much, much more serious and formal than me–although I’m more serious and formal than most people, especially offline, so even that’s an exaggeration of me. I also have a lot in common with Methods of Rationality!Hermione and Mind’s Eye, Soul’s Reflection!Luna, much more so than the canon versions, although I identify with them as well–yes, both of them. They’re not as different as they seem.
There are people who dislike identifying with villains? I was not aware of this…
I identify with too many villains to list, personally. Unfortunately, one that wouldn’t be dreadfully embarrasing to relate doesn’t come to mind right now…
That which goes for villains also goes for characters. The one that comes to mind at the moment is the delnoid harvester from The Wheel of Nuldoid.
Villains, I’m not sure, although my favorite is Ursula from The Little Mermaid. Book characters – that would be Hermione and, if it counts, Susie Derkins.
c) Which do you prefer: [snip! Zinc, your Facebook references are landing you in the spam filter. Remember: once you cross the borders into MuseBlogLand, those Other Sites don’t exist. –Admin.]
d) Favorite type of shoe?
e) For those in fandoms: how quickly do you latch onto something, and how long does it take for you to produce fanworks (fanfiction, fanart, etc.)?
a) I like the sound of Korean, but I can’t speak it.
b) Unless you count school, nothing, really.
d) Cute flats or boots
e) Really quickly. For TV shows, the first episode (after I became a Trekkie, TNG had me at the title sequence), for books the first few chapters. I started liking Star Trek when we were introduced to Spock in the 2009 movie, then started loving it when we saw adult Spock. I usually start off as a massive fangirl then just like a fandom.
And as for fanworks, I don’t write fanfiction because I’ve never come up with a creative plot for a gen fic and am too romantically inexperienced to write slash(or het snogging). I don’t tend to do fanart either, and if I do it’s a small sketch or something.
Q, so it’s quite inconvenient that I hate the letter U. When I reinvent the alphabet, K will disappear and C will always be pronounced Ch, so Q will have to make the K sound where there isn’t a Q by it. (And there won’t be any of that awful que=K business, either; it’ll be pronounced cooeh. U will always be oo, by the way, never yoo. And most importantly, no silent vowels! E will be pronounced eh; I will be y or, with an accent mark, ee; ai will be long I, and another letter invented for ih. There’s more, but it’s not relevant).
I’m not even going to get started on english spelling. As far as German is concerned, I’d get rid of J and just use I like in Latin, perhaps with a special pronunciation. And I’d probably get rid of ß because it’s simply superfluous and I’m sick of the spelling rules that govern it getting changed every few years. It’s like reading old books and seeing daß instead of dass and then spending ages wondering if it’s Fluß or Fluss. And I’d make the plural of Bus be Büsse instead of Busse because it just makes so much more sense that way. Don’t get me wrong, some changes by the reform were good, like making Gemse be Gämse because you either say that or Gams in slang. It’s just that ß is used so rarely that it’s pointless… Otherwise I just prefer the German vowel system so much- I mean, A,E,I,O,U and sometimes y?
a. Spanish – I like the way it rolls off the tounge and I already know enough to enjoy the feeling
b. Library
d. Flip-flops
e. I usually start liking something quite quickly, but true fandom only grows after time passes and I don’t get tired of it. I usually don’t produce fanworks
a) Japanese or German or Icelandic or Coptic or Quenya?
b) The Rocky Mountains, in spirit.
d) Um…the ones that go on feet?
e) If I latch onto something, it’s almost immediate. And I’m not really a producer of stuff.
I must admit, I quite dislike French. I don’t understand how so many people think it’s beautiful when their word for flower rhymes with ugh, It’s my least favorite vowel sound by far.
French is … not my best subject in school, especially with the verb conjugations, random little markings over letters, and mostly the accent. At least it’ll be useful if I ever go to France/Quebec/Belgium/Switzerland/Haiti.
Also, the “honhonhon” made me read that in the voice of Hetalia!France. XD
I think French sounds are too… soft? Even their swear words (although I only know a couple) sound weird. I know English has annoying silent letters and pronunciation rules, but French must be at least as bad. But their culture is interesting, and I have some French ancestry, so I’m still learning it.
So if Korean or Japanese were spoken outside of Asia I’d probably go for one of them.
a) I can’t choose between German, Latin, and Esperanto. I don’t speak any of those, by the way.
b) Hm, my backyard isn’t really away from home. Certain woods, then, and the ocean. Non-physical places include books and certain websites (including this one).
d) …I really don’t care about shoes. I don’t have a favorite type, as long as it isn’t sneakers (My hands are slow, so I hate tying).
e) Usually, it take a really long time–I’ll love it for a very long time, perhaps several years, and eagerly grab any information on it that I happen to find, but I typically don’t actively look for it, and then suddenly, one day, I’ll start looking up all sorts of things about it and being obsessed. That’s how it happened with tardigrades, Harry Potter, etc. I don’t do fanart or fanfiction in general, though, because I don’t like writing fiction much (I don’t dislike it, but…), and while I enjoy art, I don’t get around to doing much of it.
I’d loved both tardigrades and Harry Potter since I was 8, but I wasn’t obsessed with the latter until I was 11 and the former until I was… Also 11, I think, but it was later. Most of my past obsessions didn’t take years to form, but they did take months. I’ve noticed that they generally take about as long to form as they do to go away. I hope that means I’ll still be HP- and tardigrade-obsessed at age… oh. 11-8=3; 11+3=14, and I’m 13, so I’m sure they will last at least that long, hopefully longer. Anyway…
a. French. It’s so frickin’ pretty. I mean, okay, the spelling is insane, but in an endearing way. And I love the little hat-shaped accents — you know, these. ˆ
b. My family’s boat. Quite literally. *sigh*
Replacement c. Don’t got one.
d. Boot?
e. It depends. Usually I have to check and see if there is a fandom — if there isn’t, it’s really difficult for me to get up sustained interest in the work. If there isn’t, I’m more likely to write fanfiction than draw fanart. I can start a fanfic the day after I see/read something, but it usually takes me a bit longer to draw fanart, ’cause I have to research the outfits and amass photo references and stuff (can you tell I’m mostly a theatrical fangirl? -_-).
a) probably French.
b) Hmmm, school, perhaps?
c) Favorite letter would be C, recently also gaining a fondness for D.
d) something not flip-flops
e) I start dreaming up fanfiction almost immediately, but the only fanart I really make is Pokemon-related as of…
a) Latin or German or Italian.
b) The band room at my school. (DON’T TELL ANYONE AT MY SCHOOL; THEY WILL MAKE FUN OF ME) and also the lake.
d) I have this really nice pair of Newbalance sneakers that I really like.
e) It took one chapter of Harry Potter. It took one episode of Doctor Who. It took one look at a shiny saxophone. It took one song that we played in band.
a. French, but I also enjoy Spanish.
b. Either the library, school, or the sewing center in [square].
c. N/A
d. High heels, over three inches, any kind except booties.
e. N/A
I realize recently that my biggest fear, really, is that I’ll be irresponsible and impulsive around something dangerous like fire. Just about all of my or semi-rational fears are related to that. I also have irrational fears like open doors and rational fears like murderers and fears that are rational for me but only because of unique circumstances like loud noises.
Are you new? If not, I’m assuming it was an accident that you’re using that identity, because I can’t think of a single potentially embarrassing thing about that post.
Tapeworms because of a The Most Extreme I watched when I was smaller (ughhh ughhh ughhhhhh) and rats more recently because they were in our kitchen, and they scrabble around in the walls right near my head at night. And the attic above me. But if it’s a pet rat, then I’m fine. Just undomestic rats.
– Being hit by the “T” or a car when crossing Commonwealth.
– War, crime, and violence.
– Drowning.
Semi-rational:
– Being trapped underground.
– Failing in some way that will cause physical harm to myself or others.
– That a bridge will fall apart under me when I’m walking across.
Irrational:
– Squids and octopi.
– Bigfoot.
– Ghosts and monsters.
– Being still awake when everyone else in the building is asleep.
No, the squids on MB are abstract enough that they don’t effect me. Photographs and realistically-drawn/painted images are what freak me out. (Octocolossus in “Captain Raptor and the Moon Mystery”… *shivers*)
HP Lovecraft made me terrified of the subway as well.
And is “Commonwealth” Commonwealth Ave. in Boston? ( I can’t think of anywhere else with a T where the cars want to hit you so badly)
Perfectly rational fears: Statues of angels
gas masks
shadows
More irrational fears: Getting hit by cars (especially while biking)
Mental illness (like myself actually being crazy and not knowing it.)
No. I did that very intentionally. Doctor Who is serious business.
Those cars are just out to get you. I almost get hit at least twice on the way to school crossing that street. Once this guy on my fencing team tried to cross and a car went through the light so he kicked it. I want to do that to every car on that street sometimes (if I wasn’t so terrified of them, that is)
Spiders, heights, air travel, sharks, strange noises in the middle of the night, cafeteria food, things that smell like gas leaks when someone is lighting a match, staple guns, society, and balrogs.
In order from worst to least: hypodermic needles, extremely rare spats of hemophobia (DON’T LAUGH), even rarer spats of fear of drowning (only triggered by deep water that’s too dark to see the bottom of the lake/pool/etc.), not nearly as rare but much milder fear of the fan in my bedroom (which seems to be somehow connected to the last fear in the list), and gas masks.
Crowds. The idea that I might be schizophrenic or bipolar. Judgmental people and society as a general. Failing something horribly. Making a mistake I’ll actually regret later (I haven’t really regretted anything so far.) more things of this sort
How many of your preferred pairings are canon? Does it change if the fandom has characters in gay relationships? Do you have an OTP or One True Crack Pairing?
The only pair I really ship emphatically is Increase Mather/cotton, which is definitely not from a fandom. Well, I suppose American history is a sort of fandom, but…
Anyway, it’s because Cat’s-Something mentioned that she influenced her friend to be confused by the statement, “Cotton was shipped across the Atlantic.” Massachusetts is by the Atlantic, and Increase is related to someone named Cotton Mather, who is obviously either their child (even if history says otherwise; I really don’t remember) or Increase wearing cotton clothing.
OF COURSE IT IS CANON HOW COULD IT NOT BE IT REALLY DID HAPPEN IN REAL LIFE
Other than that, I don’t ship much, just a bit and sometomes canon.
Oh, but wait, there is Madame Pince and the Discworld Librarian. That’s my other OTP, but I didn’t make that one up.
I was talking about cotton the plant. I had decided, as I said, that cotton was either their child or just Increase wearing cotton clothing. If Cotton was his child canonically I think it just proves my point.
I AM PICTURING SO MANY HARLEQUIN ROMANCE COVERS RIGHT NOW. “They said their love could never be…” with Increase and a bale of cotton standing dramatically on a ship, Increase’s hair blowing in the breeze. And at the end of the book, the cotton dies dramatically of Soap Opera Disease and a heartbroken Increase names his son after it.
I’ll mostly ship canon pairings, although if one doesn’t agree with me (Haru/Rin from Fruits Basket, for example) I either don’t ship them at all or ship them with someone not in a relationship.
On the other hand, I ship a lot of pairings that aren’t exactly canon but definitely have hints (thanks, Hetalia) or massive amounts of subtext but nothing extremely conclusive happens on screen. My first initial ship is a) my favorite characters out of curiousity or b) the first thing I’m exposed to, usually with a good fic. Speaking of, if I get into a series because of a fandom I’ve taken notice of, I’ll ship what I like from that (happened to Naruto and some APH).
Gay relationships? You mean slash/yaoi/BL? Don’t really mind at all, actually. I like to make lists of pairings I’m partial to, and my slash and het lists are actually pretty even, with more on the slash side. Side affects of anime fandom, I guess.
I can only think of like two that are sort of unfounded.
I have OTPs for different fandoms, but my current one is KuroFai (TRC).
OTCP? Haha, I guess… Shishou/Hanajima (Furuba) or Gilbird/Kumajirou. Crackfics are fun to read, but I like it best if they hint towards my OTP. I guess if I’m reading something for school I’ll ship for fun, just to make the story a bit more entertaining.
My only pairings are couples who are or were happily married in real life for many years, which I guess is about as canon as it gets.
Those OTPs are:
Carl Sagan/Ann Druyan
Mark Kelly/Gabrielle Giffords
Dick/June Scobee (Which is not to say I don’t like her second husband, Don Rogers.)
John/Annie Glenn
Jim/Marilyn Lovell
I do not “ship.” The characters that get together will get together depending on the decision of the author. Any vague hopes on my part are as immaterial as they are irrelevant. Except Newt/Anathema.
Since mostall of my preferred fandoms have no canon, that’s a slightly difficult question to answer… But as a rule, I don’t support crack in fandoms which have definite conflicting canon. I mean, why bother? The author usually gets it right… Except Maladict/Polly, that was a case of aborted canon
I was so convinced of Hagrid/McGonnagle, until that Maxime woman came along. And, of course, Spock/McCoy and aargh, Dr. Crusher and Picard never really got together! Aside from the whole alternate timeline thing, but Picard went and ruined that, didn’t he.
on a more serious note, Tavros and Gamzee; Rose and Kanaya; Terezi diamonds Dave; Jake and Scratch!Bro (honestly, Scratch!Bro and anyone. Including his autoresponder)
At first I was really partial to het pairings and I never really liked the idea of a character in a slash ship unless they were canonically queer… Now I pretty much ship whatever, and it varies a lot. I don’t dig johnlock at all, or merthur, and I only have any interest in destiel because of my friend’s emotional connection to it, and I’m very indifferent to john/Dave (Homestuck) but my otp is Kaworu/Shinji (evangelion) and I also really like jean/marco (attack on titan) (if only because there’s so much good fic).
Oh no, this thread is ancient what am I doing replying to it.
And chess players. Don’t forget them.
Personally, I log in whenever I want to play chess or visit the paleo threads. My computer saves that for a long time. When it stops, though, I don’t need to type my info; it’s already there. It’s awesome.
I log in when I remember to- but when I need to add something to my name (I should be working on my NaNo right now; it’s in another tab) or create alter egos I log out so I can do that.
The list is very long, but here are a few:
-Crossing streets
-Food poisoning
-Getting head lice
-Failing classes
-Deaths of relatives in car accidents
-Climate change and bad things happening in America
-Ozzy Osbourne
-Weird, edgy, alternative stuff, including people. Like all that graffiti in that one place in Cambridge
-Cheetos, Doritos, and anything involving fake cheese
-Walking around at night without my trombone case
-Marijuana
–The Iraqis Just kidding. The Chinese government, and also Kim Jong Il.
-Big dogs
-Swamps
-The ocean past my waist
-Germs
-The future
Who’s your favorite Archie character? I like Betty. Also Ethel and Midge, and then Sabrina, and then Josie and the Pussycats, and then Dilton. Then everyone else except for Reggie, who I don’t really like at all.
You are Betty, Princess_M. I’ve seen your photograph.
I remember the comic book in which Sabrina was introduced. “Meet Salem, my familiar. Yesterday Salem got a gold star for tearing up the neighbors’ petunias.” She was my instant favorite, but I don’t remember her interacting with the canonical Archie characters, early on.
Does anybody else eat grain products plain? Plain bread, plain rice, plain tortillas, plain naan, anything. I’ve always loved grain-based foods without additional stuff, and I’m virtually always harassed for it. “Jeez, Piggy, how can you eat that?” “That looks so boring!” “Why don’t you put something on that?” What’s wrong with eating plain bread? Some people have conceded that “good” bread might be acceptable plain (local sourdough or homemade rye or the like), but I like your run-of-the-mill Wonder Bread plain too. And there’s really nothing quite like a steaming bowl of pure white rice. Tortillas seem to offend people the most, for some reason.
I do! Last night, I ate about half a loaf of plain french bread all by myself. Plain Wonder Bread sounds a little bland, but I have definitely eaten and enjoyed everything else you mentioned. Tortillas depend on how good they are. It helps if they’re freshly cooked and not dry like a lot of prepackaged ones are. I also like plain toasted bagels, etc.
Well, I’d have to do a lot of physics research before deciding whether it was safe to do anything, Assuming it’s safe (and it probably isn’t), I’d go and find now-extinct animals, then historical events, going to boring times as well for when I just want more spare time. Also, I’d probably end up using it for immortality if that’s possible as well.
Hm… First I’d travel back in time just shy of 2,000 years and spend a month in Jerusalem starting two weeks before the Crucifixion. After that, it would be a toss-up between a Jurassic safari and hanging out with my great-great-grandparents in Sitka, Alaska, in the 1880s.
Oh cake… After checking it wouldn’t cause universe-destroying paradoxes or kill me, I was planning to go about 500 years into the future. But your first option is awfully tempting.
Assuming that this time machine had all the powers of the TARDIS and could teleport me through space as well as time:
Go to the Roanoake colony to find out what happened to them. (If I ever become the Doctor’s companion, this will be the first place he will take me, and they really were abducted by aliens.)
The library of Alexandria- all that precious knowledge, mine to consume before it goes up in flames.
Create lots of paradoxes by jumping out and tackling my past self to the floor before she can make the stupid mistakes that are the ghosts of my past haunting me every day. (Yeah, it was that bad. I would create paradoxes and destroy the universe just to keep from doing those things I did back in sixth and seventh grade.)
Even if you could get access to the Library of Alexandria, would you be able to read a single word of the books in there? Unless you’re a classics scholar, chances are all you’d remember was what it looked like and how it was run. That’s not nothing, but it’s not the precious knowledge you’re talking about.
One could always copy as much as en could (by hand or by electronic means) and then bring the copies back into the present day to be read by people who know how.
Piggy’s right, and you’d have as much time as you wanted to copy it. Alternatively, you could go back in time and learn those languages, although that’s something you’d have to do before going back in time.
I would go back to that time a few weeks ago when I was arguing that time travel couldn’t exist because it would destroy the universe through time paradoxes and laugh in my face. Then I would go and make sure that the paradox I just created doesn’t blow up the universe.
Tohru/Kyo. Because I just adore Yuki/Machi. I started out with a fangirl crush on Yuki, though, and hoped he would win as I did not understnad one of the major rules of shojo manga: the boy that treats her the worst wins her in the end. Or, the more hot-blooded one.
I tried to read it once, but then I got to the first Flash bit and I couldn’t see it because I was on my iPod, and I never got back to it. I thought it was a bit boring, anyway.
Have you ever (Well, since the debut of The Recent Comments Game) made a post you knew looked funny or weird and deliberately hoped it would end up above or below posts that it would “fit” with somehow?
THERE’S A FLYING SAUCER HOVERING RIGHT OVER MY HOUSE AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA I’m sure people were making similar calculations even before Master Paul invented the Recent Comments game.
I only remember doing that for spoilers. That must have been on an old version of the RC software or something, since I don’t think it happens anymore.
What fictional characters do you remind yourself/other people of?
According to various people, I remind them of Fluttershy, Luna Lovegood, and Canada from Axis Powers Hetalia. I guess … kind of?
So you’re an eccentric time traveler with no romantic success and a talent for robotics?
(I’m going to have to agree with Ambystoma on this one. You seem a bit more… likable.)
Personality-wise, I think I’m a Hermione/Luna crossover of some sort… cloned together with the Tenth and Eleventh Doctors and Napolean Dynamite. This is just me analyzing myself; I’m sure that other people have other views.
I remind myself most of Emma-Jean Lazarus (She’s also the only fictional character that someone else, in this case Agent Lightning, said reminded her of me), then MethodsOfRationality!Hermione and Mind’sEye,Soul’sReflection!Luna. Of course I identify with the canon versions of those characters as well, just not quite as much. By the way, that Luna version is perfectly canon for the time when the story was written; it’s just that certain aspects of her whose possible existence made sense at the time were disproven later in the series. Also, there’s a funny Seneca story about a boy who takes everything literally; I remind myself of him as well. Of course, there’s also Logic Man from the SSSS; he’s so much like me it’s scary. Occasionally I remind myself of Yorshkrunsquarkljolnerstrink (How can my spell-check be so ignorant as not to recognize that?!), but not as much as any of the other characters listed.
Who do I remind MuseBloggers of?
Actually, I just remembered that people did used to compare me to Hermione, so Emma-Jean’s not the only one (even if you don’t count a character I was compared to on MuseBlog after writing that). This was years ago, though; I’m not as much of a know-it-all now as I was then.
Also, when I mentioned the Seneca story, I’d like to clarify that I meant the Iroquois tribe, not the playwright.
canon!Hermione, but I’m not devoid of canon!Luna traits either. Twilight Sparkle.
Though bear in mind these are just people I remind myself of; I’m sure other people have completely different perceptions of me. I’m going to ask some people and report back.
I remind my little brother of Hermione, and also, apparently, Barbara Wright, the latter being a comparison with which I am quite surprised and also rather pleased. And I remind Mum of Anne Shirley, which I can totally see.
Additionally, Pangloss says Nancy Drew. I can’t judge this, as I’ve never actually read a Nancy Drew book.
Nancy Drew always bored me. The character, I mean, not the book series–that was alright. I think it’s because she’s a Sue. I’d certainly like her as a person, though, just not as a character.
Somehow you don’t really remind me of anyone in particular. There are Hermione and Luna, of course, but I think everyone on MuseBlog reminds me of Hermione and/or Luna.
You made a list of characters you reminded yourself of on the list thread. So did I. Hermione was on yours before. I don’t remember whether Susie was before, but there were others, too. The only one I remember is Belle, though. I can understand that; the first song minus the bit about her exceptional appearance was my life in late elementary school.
….Huh. JLynn, as the only person on the blog who knows me in person, you are hereby summoned. Politely.
Everyone else? Who am I?
JLynn. Hermione. No doubt.
Robert C: Slartibartfast. For some odd reason.
Paul B: Gandalf.
Rebecca L: Moiraine, from the Wheel of Time series. Go read it.
Rosanne S: I haven’t encountered her much. None, as of right now.
Slartibartfast, eh? I haven’t built a planet, but MuseBlog is almost as good — and better in some ways. (That reminds me: we really could use some fjords around here.)
If you could join the crew of a Giant Awesome Spaceship, what job would you want? *has been watching too much Firefly*
Hm. I definitely wouldn’t want to be the captain, too much responsiblility. Same with pilot. Not enough people skills to be a negotiator-diplomat-person. Not smart or coordinated enough to be a mechanic, too scared of needles to be a medic. So … yeah, I don’t know.
Cryptoecology officer, of course! I’d either have a specialty in conservation biology and be the one who ensures that all this colonization, etc wasn’t completely destroying the native life (particularly the life that isn’t considered intelligent, because there will be plenty of people protecting intelligent aliens already) as soon as we discover it (Discovery, that’s something I’d do a lot of as well…) or be the exact opposite: the one with a secret plot to introduce invasive moss full of tardigrades everywhere we go so that tardigrades can rule the universe (taking care to use lots of different kinds of mosses and other plants they eat as well so that moss doesn’t end up ruling it instead)–if I can find moss that can survive all the harsh conditions, that is. Unless there already are organisms tardigrades can eat on these planets, in which case I wouldn’t bother with plants. Anyway, the tardigrades would mutate due to unnatural conditions and become huge and intelligent because in case you haven’t noticed, stranger things have happened on Giant Awesome Spaceships, and there’d be this epic battle between us and those who refuse to accept them as their gods and me as their prophetess and The Land Where Everyone Worships Tardigrades as the Utopian future of the universe, and it would be amazing!
Whichever way I went, I have a feeling people would have a difficult time believing that I seriously considered doing the other.
…I meant astroecology. Oops. At the moment, there’s a lot of overlap, but of course that wouldn’t be the case by the time we had Giant Awesome Spaceships!
Hmm… Possibly a tactician if this was some sort of battle cruiser, or maybe a, erm, the whatchamacallit that does whatever needs to be done, a jack-of-all trades that goes wherever he is needed. That way I’d get to do a bit of it all.
… ship’s cook? Or engineer/mechanic. Not captain. Argh, that’s hard.
(Yes, there is beef stroganoff cooking in the kitchen at this very moment; why ever do you ask?)
I was born in central Texas. When I was 8, I moved to east Texas. The new elementary school had a better principal and better classes, so I considered it a better school, but my peers were less tolerant of my nerdiness and particularly my love for insects, so I’m not sure I had a better time. I would say definitely not except that there was a gifted and talented program, and it was amazing. Actually, I was really lucky about that, because while most schools in the area had them when we moved, ours was virtually the only one that had one that didn’t get taken away because of funding while I went there. (I don’t know whether it did after I left; I hope not). The things we did were really, really fun, and the teacher was awesome, and there were actual nerds there! I loved it.
6th grade was awful. Everything was so stressful; I hated it. The one good thing was that there was no recess, so people couldn’t kill insects to upset me.
I refused to go to that school anymore, so I did it online. It was… better, although not ideal. More relevant to this discussion, it wasn’t in my school district. This was a pity, because it meant I never did find out whether my acquaintance from the elementary school GT program had won the spelling bee at his school. If he had, and I’d been in that district, we’d have seen each other or at least each other’s names at the district bee, since I got to mine (and won).
Over the summer, we moved. We didn’t move far, just to a different neighborhood. I’m happy about it; the yard is amazing. Each day you can just see so many more fascinating bugs and birds and, when it isn’t too cold, as many green anoles as you could wish for! Interestingly, I now go to the school that the acquaintance may go to as well. I say may because he did in 6th grade, at least, but I haven’t seen him. I’ll find out soon, though; there’ll be another spelling bee. I’ve seen other people I know from before as well; they’re all friendly, even the one who wasn’t before.
On my father’s side, I’m Hispanic (although I certainly don’t look like it) and French-Canadian. Apparently, I’m also 1/32 Cherokee, which I think is cool if not significant enough to matter. On my mother’s side, I’m German and English. Interestingly, I have Cherokee ties on both sides of the family; my German great-grandmother worked on a Cherokee reservation. This was quite unusual for women at the time (They didn’t normally work at all, really, let alone at something like that), but she did it anyway. From what I’ve heard, she was also extremely kind. My maternal grandmother wrote a poem about her. It’s beautiful.
Grew up in east Texas in a town obsessed with football. Am Jewish and Japanese. Live in Ohio. Parents live in New Mexico now, so I consider that and Berkeley, CA (where all the extended family is) as somewhat my home.
Birth, Current Residence: Vienna, Austria
Ethnicity: Irish, Austrian (probably with some Hungarian and Slovenian mixed in but I never really bothered with that sort of thing)
My ancestry is basically entirely Germanic if you go back far enough, far enough being around four generations. Two of my grandparents were born in Germany, one was born in Austria, and the fourth was born here but her grandparents were from Europe (possibly Poland).
I was born in New Jersey, but I moved to Wyoming when I was two months old. I lived there until I was four, at which point I moved to NC. I’ve been here around thirteen and a half years now, so I definitely feel like I’m from North Carolina.
One-quarter Irish, one-quarter Italian, one-half German.
Born in Virginia Beach and moved to NC at the age of two-ish. I’ve lived there ever since. We moved once, from our rental house to our present house, but I was around three so I don’t remember much. (I do remember going to look at our present house for sale, though; there were lots of kids there, watching TV with a small television plugged into the wall where our sofa is now.)
Place of birth: England
Place of residence: Delaware
Ethnicity: Half Chinese/Half Irish.. I never know what to mark on standardized tests. Other just seems too… boring. One time I marked Pacific Islander just for fun.
Really? One of my friends when I was little was half Chinese and half Irish. You didn’t happen to live in central Texas at any time in between England and Delaware, right?
I’m a Mainer, born and raised, though my parents came from Massachusetts and Rhode Island. I’m one quarter Armenian. I have Scottish and Irish ancestors, and a bit of Native American blood. My relatives on my father’s mother’s side were one of the first families to settle in Maine. From what I can tell, they were English. Basically, I’m a mishmash.
WHITE AND NERDY I’M JUST TOO WHITE AND NERDY REALLY REALLY WHITE AND NERDY Half Canadian, half Australian, some small percentage British, live in California.
Born in New York, currently located in Georgia. Ethnicity: How far back do you want me to go?Arab on my dad’s side, random Caucasian mix on my mom’s. More specifically includes things like Palestinian, Kurdish Turkish, German, English, and Welsh.
http: //www. cafepress.com/+water_bear_trucker_hat,305956859
…I’m really sorry if this is not allowed, but it really seemed like something that would be better shown than told.
“Hat” excludes helmets, I presume, so I’ll say the first kind of headwear I ever fangirled over and now own, a blue baseball cap with the logo of an underwater expedition on it, a-la Robert Ballard.
…David Tennant as an actor, Matt Smith as a Doctor. It’s a kind of strange answer, but I think that this is one of the problems that people run into in Doctor arguments in my experience. I think that David Tennant is a fantastic actor (I mean, have you seen his Shakespeare stuff?) but I prefer the goofier and more alien Doctor, so I think that Matt Smith was better casted.
I am a dedicated Tennant fan. I don’t mind Matt Smith, and I’ve even grown used to him. Still, I think that David Tennant was bettter. I liked the episodes Steven Moffat did when Ten was around, and some of the season six stuff, but I feel like Eleven is kind of incompetent and some of season six was rather…childish, I suppose; it seems like Moffat was repeating himself with all the stuff that wasn’t the River plot. When the main plot is not an arch that basically builds up subtly over the season and reaches its climax in the last few episodes, you can’t just stick in some episodes that don’t really have to do with anything and expect it to be ok.
Eleven seems less alien to me than the tenth, for whatever reason. I think it’s because he doesn’t seem to have as much knowledge as Ten, and he seems kind of clownlike. I mean, of course he has some good aspects, but my god, he is a 900 year old Time Lord and he should have a bit more common sense than he seems to. More so in season five than season six, but there’s still a little bit of idioticness going on there. Also there’s more silliness than there used to be. Yes, let’s go have custard and fish fingers.
And the new TARDIS and the new sonic screwdriver are just tacky, in my opinion. The interior of the TARDIS doesn’t have any of the homey feel to me to that it did before. It seems like everything is futuristicasized and moderned and streamlined a bit more, and it’s lost some of the simple beauty that used to be Doctor Who.
Ye Gods. Um, that was my inner rabid fangirl snarling and clawing her way out. Please disregard this and run; I could rant for hours.
Matthew Smith. I think he’s more dignified, and he acts more like an alien (which I like). Also, I think Tennant acted a bit too sexy. He was/is very attractive, and he knew it, and he knew it all over the place, which seemed incongruous to me. (I like Ten. But I’m not as fond of him as Nine and Eleven.)
But! Christopher Eccleston was my first Doctor. I watched his run without any other ideas of what The Doctor should be like, so he could do no wrong. So, he’s perhaps my fave. He’s certainly my standard for other portrayals.
Yes. I also think that preference is influenced by whoever the current or impending Doctor is at the time of introduction. I watched New Who between August and November, knowing that Smith is current. Getting caught up meant reaching his run–so Eleven was the goal; it’s hard to not be at least accepting of achieved goals.
Well, you see, people assume the debate about the two Doctors is a simple matter of who’s better and who’s worse, but actually, from a non-subjective, non-linear perspective, it’s more like a big ball of wibbly-wobbly…Doctory Woctory…stuff.
Sorry, couldn’t resist. I’d have to say TENnant though.
There is a cavern, somewhere in the world. A glorious cavern filled with all manner of marvels both magical and mechanical, brimming with gold and jewels. You have been given the opportunity to take one thing and one thing only from this cave. What do you take?
A map to the cave, so everyone can come and share. (Assuming they are also only allowed to take one thing. I don’t want to be responsible for starting a global war.)
An Amazon Bonfire. (like a Kindle, but with full L-space access, allowing me to acquire books from throughout the past, present and future, as well as books that might have been published but weren’t)
Me, too (not always the physical copies, but omniscience involves knowing what’s in every book, plus all background info and author interviews and things) and all fan merchandise that I want! More importantly, I’ll actually finish reading it instantly rather than dying first!
“Only your friends steal your books.”
-French philosopher Voltaire
P.S. I’d take a very special, particularly peculiar spaceship. Not the TARDIS, though. The one I have in mind doesn’t time-travel – it doesn’t need to.
GAPAs can see IP addresses and emails; also going by indirect evidence from an established posting pattern and a little extra bit of insider knowledge.
Well, if (let’s call en PsuedoKiwi, or SudoKiwi for short) wanted that new random avatar, all they had to do was change their email address to one not yet linked with Gravatar, right? Now, theoretically, the blog software should allow you to punch in the IPs of both of our Kiwis and compare the general location. You’ve probably already done this, because you’re the GAPAs.
I, for one, am waiting for Kiwimuncher’s reply to all of these things here.
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Does it matter? I think it’s better for the Deranged Hermit to be a pseudonymous Muser exuberating than an anonymous troll trying to annoy us.
My recommendation: call off the bloodhounds and resume polling.
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I concur; I don’t see why anyone would try to make a fuss about this.
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Kiwi is my kindred spirit in craziness.
Wait. I just realized that I don’t act crazy on MB anymore. This is really strange.
Actually wait I do have random outbursts about DAVID TENNANT. But that’s about it.
WHY AM I NOT CRAZY ANYMORE. Have I changed that much??? HOW IS THIS HAPPENING? I NEED FRIENDS—–MAYBE I NEED TO BE TRUER TO MY CRAZY SELF TO MAKE FRIENDS STOP TRYING TO BE COOL
MUAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHA!!!! I’VE JUST SNAPPED!!! I LOVE THE WORLD!!!! TEE HEE HEE
Seriously I am crazy. Just look on the Round Robin Smiley thread. Or anything before my spirit was stifled by college applications.
This is becoming tedious. It would have been simpler to zap the Hermit’s posts without moderating them, but there was nothing really wrong with them apart from being anomalous. We’re not anti-anomaly.
I’m inclined to agree with Robert–unless you have any siblings/other people you live with who might post those? But really, that just doesn’t sound like what you’d say if you hadn’t really posted those comments…
It’s possible that the Deranged Hermit is an oldbie who reached the edge of the Blot and peered into the woven void rippling with space squids, and exposure to the squid ink fragmented en’s mind and made en become a screaming deranged hermit.
and I have been watching too much Firefly and should really go to bed now, but I have the light from my lamp to keep me awake … and it’s all bendy … they shine like … tiny angels … *thud*
May I join you?
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…there. Thank you.
May I request that the Deranged Hermit and any other followers insert spaces into their mindless screaming so that the page doesn’t get all scrolled over?
How many first posts have you had?
YES!
I think I’ve had around three to five.
I’m not sure. At least 4, probably more.
Yes, I think it was about time for a new thread.
1 – Exactly one.
0- Yes.
1- I haven’t been keeping track. Quite a few.
1 – I think only one so far.
Which is better – being single or being in a relationship?
Hmm…I wouldn’t mind being single and I don’t exactly mind being in a relationship. The latter is quite nice, but I’m perfectly happy single as well.
That didn’t even answer the question, did it? *sigh*
1-One. I’ve counted.
5-Being single. People are infuriating, especially when they like you.
It depends on whether you like someone and they like you back. If you do, it’s better to be in a relationship. If not, it’s better to be single.
Poll from a GAPA: How many MBers have family members who are, or ever have been, in the military? Parents, siblings, uncles, aunts, cousins?
(Lady Bunniful and I both grew up in naval families, but I suspect that’s the exception rather than the rule around here.)
I think one of my great-grandfathers was in the British Navy, and my grandfather was in the RAF during the Second World War (a desk job, though, no fighting involved). Does that count?
Both of my grandpas fought in WW2 (one Army, one Air Force (B-17 tail gunner)), and my cousin and her husband fought in the Gulf War. And my dad’s friend who is basically a family member was in the Navy as a pilot.
I think my grandfather on my dad’s side was in the navy for a while. Not really sure about that, though.
Also I’m pretty sure I have at least two great-grandfathers that were in the military, and possibly others.
My grandfather on my dad’s side was in the Navy.
Nearly everyone in my dad’s family and most people in my stepmother’s family have been in the military in some capacity.
My great-great-uncle (dad’s dad’s uncle) fought in the German army in World War I. My great-grandfather (dad’s mom’s dad) fought in WWII in the American army, as did my grandfather (mom’s dad). He fought in the Battle of the Bulge and got a medal for taking over communications when someone else no longer could. I think he’s the most recent.
My grandfather served in the Vietnam War.
A lot, but nothing closer than a great grandparent. So British Navy and some branch of he New Zealand military.
My grandfathers were in WWII
My great-grandpa has, but I’m not sure anyone living. We’re a mostly pacifist family.
On my mother’s side of the family, I think I have a second cousin-in-law or something like that who was once in some branch of military. On my father’s side (i.e. the Austrian side), my father served due to conscription laws. My grandfather actually had the singular luck of serving in both world wars (the second one involuntarily).
I think my second-cousin was in the navy at some point–or was it the marines? I can’t remember. I’ve only met her twice.
Well, I think my grandfather on my mom’s side was an army surgeon, but I’ve only met him twice and he creeped the heck out of me.
Poll from an orange:
Since we can’t ship much to California till my dad leaves Singapore next year, at which time the university will pay for us to move our things back, I have a limit on what I can bring back. Here is the airline-allotted space I have:
Two large suitcases
One small carry-on sized suitcase
One violin case
I only mention the violin case because I can probably stuff some of my socks in in it.
Now, obviously I’ll be shipping my clothes, save the fancy Indian costumes that I never wear but that my grandparents seem to think I need in large quantities. That’s one large suitcase, roughly. Also, I’ll have to ship all my yarn- 1/3 of a large suitcase. I have way too many assorted objects, interesting rocks, and lucky feathers, which will probably take up another third of a suitcase, plus the pockets. Also, I must bring my laptop and various electronics. There’s an incredible amount of just stuff in my room- the entire small suitcase’s worth, probably. That leaves me with one-third of a large suitcase full of books.
I want to bring all my books, but have narrowed it down to a few from which to choose.
-All seven Harry Potters
-The Hobbit, the LotR trilogy, the Silmarillion, and the first four volumes of The History of Middle-Earth
-HG2G
-All three Cartoon History of the Universes, plus the Modern World
-The Riverside Shakespeare (HUGE volume that I can barely lift)
-The Essential, and The Authorative, Calvin and Hobbeses
I need to eliminate at least one of these groups. Help?
Maybe eliminate the Riverside Shakespeare, since it’s so huge and heavy? I can understand why you’d want to take all of them, though…
Surely you’ve memorized the Harry Potter books by now.
But they have such enormous sentimental value to me…
Selenium’s probably right. I’ll leave the Shakespeare. I can get it at the library anyway.
You’ll probably want to start stocking up on slender, portable paperback versions of your favorite plays in any case. They’re very handy and are easy to replace if they fall victim to untoward circumstances (rain, bathtub, spilled food, etc.).
I’ve experienced all three of those disasters on numerous occasions. Sometimes they all happen to the same book. My Pride and Prejudice looks like it was chewed by a dog and then trampled through the mud.
Hand luggage. People smile at you when you have a violin case, so you can probably sneak in a backpack full of books without raising too many eyebrows. If you wear an anorak, you can stick books in the lining but after a while you start to look suspiciously square.
I’d eliminate Shakespeare and Harry Potter, since you can easily find those in libraries. Put the cartoon History of the Universe, the LotR books and HG2G in the suitcase, stick Calvin and Hobbs in your pocketbook
and stuff the first two Harry Potters into the lining of your anorak.I don’t really have a problem with looking suspiciously square.
Whatever you do, DO NOT eliminate HG2G. This will be your greatest companion. Do not leave it behind. OR I WILL FIND YOU.
surely towels are personal items. You can probably smuggle the H2G2 under that. Also, if you are reading a book as you get on the plane, it counts as a personal item. get the huuuuuuuuuuge volume on that way. the rest you can probably cram into suitcases…
Princess_Magnolia (1): Everyone used to be so excited to get first posts. I don’t know how many firsts I got in years past, but I don’t like to first post now. The GAPAs even once made a thread just so yay4hotpinkbunnies could have a first post!
Robert (8): Hmm. I think my grandfather may have been in the army or something at some point? I know his brother was, certainly. My mom’s uncle’s daughter’s daughter’s husband is in the Infantry. I’m sure there’s a more efficient way to say that, but that’s how I can work it out in my mind. My aunt and uncle are in the state department, so they move around a lot and sometimes live on the Embassy base, which is basically like living on a military base, so they say.
Robert (12.2): I have the first page memorized!
I found that thread on the thread-finder.
I guess that settles it, then- I’ll ditch the Riverside Shakespeare and hide the Harry Potters in my anorak.
New poll (I have too much time on my hands): Do I leave my beloved pasta machine, a gift from my grandmother, in favor of my Krishna carving, a gift from my other grandmother? Personally, seeing as I love the pasta machine and I generally stuff all religious memorabilia into a cupboard, I’d leave the Krishna statue- but my dad wants me to take it.
Take the pasta machine. You won’t regret it, even if your dad will.
I agree with Bibliophile.
Is anyone descended from nobility?
I’m not, but one of my friend’s ancestors apparently worked as a chef for one of the kings of England (I forget which), and so his family name was changed to King as an honor. (Can I say that? King is a fairly common last name, so I don’t feel it’s at all specifically identifiable. *looks it up* One out of every 615 people in the US has that name. Anyway, feel free to zap this whole post, GAPA, if you want.)
Not that I know of.
Almost everyone is, if you go back far enough. And most people share ancestors with present-day royalty. They’ve just lost track of which ones over the years.
Related to former nobility but not descended from.
descended from a Japanese emperor. I think it’s something like 20 generations back.
What is the first word/phrase/concept that pops into your head when you hear the word “lie”?
For me, it’s currently the removal of heads in general, and Marie Antionette’s in specific. (Possibly because I’m listening to Voltaire at the moment.)
Two songs: Ex Lover’s Lover (Voltaire!) and Liar, Liar (A Fine Frenzy) (I actually don’t even like that song.)
Tie? Fry… ooh, chicken!
… Yep, that was profound.
Caaaaaake.
How did I know that would be your answer?
Away.
“Sofa.” (Followed by “book,” “cat,” and “cats.”)
Oh! Blargh, bleach.
Orangina. I have no idea why.
lie? I think “meh” for some reason.
Liar (liar)
If we’re keeping score
Then we’re all choir boys at best
(intrusive and arrogant)
Liar (liar) If we’re — sorry.
Liar (It Takes One to Know One) by Taking Back Sunday.
Yellow black.
My thought process upon reading that (If Mago doesn’t mind my plagiarism), roughly translated into words (except the second question, which was obviously in words to begin with): What does Hufflepuff have to do with lies? What the hell is a Hufflepuff? Pumpkins are orange and black… but bees are yellow and black! But they don’t lie… or do they? I need to read that book about bee communication; maybe it’ll say. Hufflepuffs are pretty trustworthy, but their mascot is the badger. I love ethology. Mustelids are nice, too. “I have always had a great fondness for the family Mustelidae.” “I’m not a scientist, but isn’t there some connection between the weasel and the otter?” *remembers and essay about Patronuses called Animal Attraction as well as the mustelid pages in some of my science books* Otters are JKR’s favorite animal and probably her Patronus, too, since she has so much in common with Hermione (she called herself Hermione-ish, but Hermione never says ish. Roseish. Marbleish. Lovelyish. Fish, Vishnu. Mamvish. Man fish.), but she presumably doesn’t feel romantic attraction towards Ron, so maybe it isn’t significant after all? But she likes the idea of Patronuses signifying affection, and it makes a lot of sense for every theory I’ve heard… Coincidence? I think not. “The old one looks… weak.” Lily Evans. The Silver Doe. The Elder Wand–I could go on like this forever. I should probably stop now.
I didn’t do it.
16: There is no king who has not had a slave among his ancestors, and no slave who has not had a king among his.
17: First I thought of the garden of Eden story, which is really strange because I’m really not so religious that something like that would happen. It’s probably because I’m reading The Power Of Myth, and there was a part about it. Then I thought of Jane Eyre, which I just read, then I just imagined someone (a girl with dark hair and evil eyes and an almost-forked tongue, which is sad because I love snakes; they’re used negatively in metaphors way too often) lying, then the Muse article When Numbers L1e.
This is sad, but for me, it’s “cake” (excuse my language). I should really stop obsessing about that…
First, I thought of my beloved Liepard, Nocturi. Then, the evil-eyes-girl reminded me of Mesfyel, my equally awesome-evil character. Then I thought of a tornado (not sure why).
Ask me to come up with a name of somebody who lies, and this is my thought process:
Hmmm…Liepard. No, Purrloin. Rolyn? That’s good, but maybe Lynoro? That sounds like Lenora. She lives in a museum… backwards is Muesum… Sumue… Some Mew… Hmmm, a psychic cat Pokemon. Maybe something off of that? Sytahk? Sye? Sye really does sound like lie! And it’s a real name! /bonus/
What would you call a pet Miniature Puffskein, if you had to choose between all the names in The Lord of the Rings?
Male or female?
Bilbo- Just ’cause it’s fun to say.
Pippin.
He’s so adorable! ^^
Frodo. Or Samwise. Or Merry or Pippin.
Hobbits are kind of like Miniature Puffskiens already, if you think about it. Small… rather furry…
Pippin Proudfoot
TOM BOMBADIL, TOM BOMBADILLO
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH!
or Ilúvatar, up to you
Well, we’re choosing between ALL the names, so probably either.
White pizza or meat lovers?
Cheeeeeeeese.
*inexplicably responds to old comment*
I’m…dreaming…of a white…pizza….
I’m vegan, so neither.
Well, cheese if I had to choose between those two, but really I love vegetable pizzas.
Me too. I get the BEST ones at camp, chock-full of all my favorite vegetables. There’s nothing like Joe’s cooking.
Vegetarian and I don’t like pizza. So, neither.
Merry Birthday or Happy Christmas?
From now on I will say “Merry Birthday!”. Thank you.
Yes, merry birthday and joyous/gleeful/jubilant/ecstatic/exuberant/overjoyed/triumphant Christmas. (I.e. even happy Christmas is too overused for me).
Glad Christmas works, too, of course. No offense, but what’s your least favorite name? Mine’s Brandy, but I don’t like Aelfgifu, either…
In French, a Christmas greeting is Joyeux Noel, which I’m pretty sure means “Joyful Christmas”.
Happy Christmas.
Happy Merry!
Wait… No… Merry Happy!
Wait… Christmas Birthday!
Or Possibly Birthday Christmas!
I’m Having Some Trouble Here.
((Please note: I have decided to talk Very Precisely With Capital Letters when I am being Very Silly. This May Be Important To Know.))
You Are Adorable.
When you sit on the ground, do you prefer to sit cross-legged or some other way?
Cross-legged. You?
Cross-legged. It just seems the most comfortable, somehow. Though, thanks to taking karate for a few years (before I had to quit), I’m nearly as comfortable sitting on my knees.
Cross-legged. It feels…I don’t know, meditative? Anyway, that’s how I always sit.
Describe yourself in TV Tropes!
Afraid Of Needles: *twitch*
Apologizes A Lot: Um, yeah, I’m working on it … sorry …
Cloudcuckoolander: Oh yes.
Got Me Doing It: I quote things a lot and occasionaly say “Well …” and “Allons-y!” like the Tenth Doctor. Mostly in my internal monologue. Is that a trope?
Hate Dumb: I have a somewhat irrational hatred for Twilight. Like, KILL IT WITH FIRE irrational hatred. But not literally killing it with fire since I’m against book burning. (I think that sentence counts as a Metaphorgotten …)
Meganekko: Not really, but I think I look better with glasses. Not good, just better.
Nerd: Yup.
Old Shame: My MB posts from when I was an immature neophyte. *twitch*
Shrinking Violet: Sometimes. I’m much less talkative in real life.
I avoid TV tropes, so I can’t really do that, but I’ll comment on the ones you mentioned that I think I can guess and might possible apply to me.
I used to be afraid of needles. I definitely apologize a lot. I wear glasses, if that has anything to do with whatever Meganekko is; I’m a nerd, too, and I’m ashamed of my Cricket ChatterBox posts from when I was an immature neophyte there.
Boldly Coming: The pointy ears make it hotter.
Fangirl
Geek
Geeky Turn-On
The Kirk
Logic Bomb
Metamorhpagotten
Nerd
Nerdgasm
Only Sane Man (or the one who usually has the Sanity Ball)
Sarcasm Mode
Smart Guy
Socially Awkward Hero
The Spock
Apologises A Lot: Yeah. Sorry. I’m working on it. I’m really sorry.
Bookworm
Brainy Brunette
Deadpan Snarker
Death Glare
Fangirl
Geek
Girls Love Stuffed Animals: And I do! I’ve got like 20 + that live on my bed.
Grammar Nazi
Mathmatician’s Answer
Meganekko: Not actually. But I do think I look better with glasses.
Messy Hair: Due to just not caring.
Nerd
Old Shame: Lots of my writing.
Pardon My Klingon: Not Klingon, but I have been known to use “zark” and “Belgium.”
Picked Last
Pungeon Master: I have got a propunsity for puns…
Secret Diary
Sesquipedalian Loquaciousness: Upon occasion.
Shrinking Violet
Spelling Nazi
Spot of Tea: Does it count as this trope if I’m not British?
The Eeyore
The Smart Guy: (Am I allowed to say that?)
Trademark Favourite Food: Anything chocolate.
You Are A Tree, Charlie Brown: First grade play. I was the weather. (Interestingly enough the play was The Tale of Three Trees, wherein trees are the principle characters.)
You Make Me Sic
Expanded version:
Adorkable: Some of my friends seem to think so.
Afraid of Needles
Apologizes A Lot
Asexuality
Blue Eyes
Cloudcuckoolander
Does Not Like Being Touched
Hair of Gold: Darkish blonde, really.
In Universe Nickname: “Canada”, by my schoolfriends, for Hetalia-related reasons.
Meganekko
Shrinking Violet: Sometimes.
Socially Awkward Hero: If I can be considered the “hero” of my own life, that is.
Apologize A Lot: That’s a trait we all seem to have in common, isn’t it?
Only Sane Man: Comparatively speaking, among my group of friends/techies/actors.
Genre Savvy: Usually.
Wrong Genre Savvy: Occasionally.
Blithe Spirit: Sometimes. If I encounter an attempt at regulation/cutting my theatre’s budget or an English teacher.
Black Comedy: Often.
Looney Fan: Of Sondheim, but not quite to that degree.
Catch Phrase: “Lies!” In the real world, not here.
Nerd: Yeah.
On last year’s thread, I said I thought I was an INTJ. I’ve changed my mind; I’m an ISTJ. It just depends on how you look at it–I’m more interested in intuition-related things, but I think that’s in spite of or maybe because of the fact that it isn’t natural to me, and I’m horrible at it. For the momst part. The ISTJ personality fits me better, too; it’s pure Hufflepuff, but I do have a lot of Hufflepuff qualities. I’m just more Ravenclaw. If you read the INTP profile, it fits me perfectly, except that I’m just not N or P. It’s strange. Anyway…
What’s your favorite number?
24, or maybe 9.
4
It’s a nice, dependable number and can go into many other numbers. It’s a perfect square (in several ways). Also, 2+2=4, 4-2=2, 2×2=4, and 4/2=2. The only other number that can do that is 0.
Who’s going to say 42?
27. Or 9. Or 3. Or 12. I like 3s. I like 42, too.
11. When I was age 11, I played select soccer for the first time, and I chose my age as my jersey number. I still wear 11 for soccer, except for high school soccer – there, the larger numbers go with larger jerseys, so I’m number 5. In general, 11 has become my favorite number if I’m asked to provide one.
I’m going to be really obvious and say 42.
64. Powers of two are special, and it’s a square also.
(although lately I’ve considered abandoning it in favor of 32)
I think 64 is prettier than 32 because, like you said, it’s a square. Does 32 have any other significance to you?
13. Which, coincidentally, is Park Ji-Sung’s number. I’m sure it’s entirely unrelated.
I like thirteen too. Supposedly unlucky number fans, unite!
Yes, 13 is nice. I like it especially now I’ve read the Midnighters books.
Me too. Especially since I was born on Friday the 13th at the 13th hour.
Thirteen!
I like 54. It’s very neat and very sturdy. It reminds me of a wheat field. 53 is a little prettier, but it feels like it could break under pressure. 54 is much stronger. It’s weird that it’s yellowish, because it’s the product of 6 and 9, which are bluish and purplish. (Note: I don’t think this is synesthetic, just some subconscious associations.)
134. When I tell that to most people, they get confused. Then I explain that it’s 13 and 4 stuck together, and if they know me well they understand at once.
What about 134108? Or 108413?
Anyway, 413, 612, and 1025 are other favorite numbers due to a certain webcomic.
9546192773214
I used it in a psychology experiment (I was the experimenter) and now I will never forget it. EVER.
What was the experiment?
Psychology Speak: Modality Effects and Written Practice in Serial Recall.
Normal Speak: Some people had those numbers shown on screen, some had them read out loud, and others had them shown on screen and wrote it down twice. I then looked at how many they got correct.
72.
My friend and I have an inside joke about 5. I like 42, though, and 3.1415926535897932384626433….. is nice. I’m not posting all 140 digits, though.
It’s always been 14, but now I’m leaning towards 7 (Isn’t 7 the most powerfully magical number?), 42, 6 (the beginning of perfection!), or tau.
48. For so many reasons. 8 is 4 times 2. 48 divided by 2 is 24. 4 is 2 times 2. 24 divided by 2 is 12. 2 is 1 times 2.
I LOVE PATTERNS.
I like 7, at least for a group of objects or in a date, but I don’t like using it. It’s prime, and there isn’t a test of divisibility by 7, and it just annoys me.
Because of something to do with the world I’m working on, I’ve developed a love for four and its multiples, and a dislike for five and its multiples. And primes; I don’t like primes, except for one, which is good.
One is not prime. Primes have exactly 2 factors; 1 has only 1.
16. It’s such a calming, reassuring number.
Would you rather never be able to love or never be able to dream?
It depends on the definition of both those terms. Romantic love, or any kind of love at all (philios, eros, agape)? Dream as in REM sleep, or dream as in aspiration and imagination?
Never be able to love, definitely. I like my dreams.
I love both, but I’d rather love than dream.
If you mean dreaming while asleep, then I’d rather never be able to dream.
Clarification: Love as in romantic love. Dream as in REM sleep.
For me it’s never be able to dream. I can make up stranger things, and I forget most of them…
Well then, I’d definitely rather never be able to dream. I forget them all anyway. Plus, no more nightmares!
And I’ve never experienced romantic love, but I’d like to eventually.
Thank you. Nightmares, you are so gone.
I remember about a dream every 2 weeks, so definitely never able to dream
I’d rather never be able to love. I suppose it might just be because I’ve never experienced it, but it just seems like a nuisance to me. I do not feel the need to be in a romantic relationship (although I see why one would), and it seems like it would cause a lot of pain, so I wouldn’t mind giving it up.
In that case, never dream. My dreams over the past few years have been whirlpools of subconscious anxiety and confusion.
Never be able to dream. My dreams are either: 1.Vague; 2. Confusing; 3. Creepy (Mind you, it’s only the creepy ones I see in detail); or 4. Annoying. (I thought I’d managed to lucid dream but no, it was just a dream about lucid dreaming. :roll:) Also, I’ve never felt that kind of love and so I’d like to experience it before I do away with it completely.
I’d much rather never to dream. I don’t seem to remember a lot of my dreams anyways…
I’d rather never love, as I never have except towards fictional characters.
Never dream. I like being able to, but I’m not giving up love.
Dream.
What sound do you make when you sneeze? I go, “hah-EH-shew!”
(This is a weird question. Oh well, this is the MB)
More like a Ahhh… choooooooo , just letting it all out in one breath
That’s my mother’s sneeze pattern, although the EH part is loud enough to shake windows and momentarily reduce my ability to hear.
The noise is hard to transcribe: something like a quiet burst of static. Hchshsh!
For me it’s a bit like GAH-Zhooooo-*coughhackhackcough*
I seem to start with a small ‘ahhh’ and then go ‘CHHHHHHTTT’. It is a little hard to describe accurately.
Something like ‘hhhh-CHHHF!’ I also nearly always sneeze several times in a row.
“EHH-huh!” or “EHH-huh-eh-huh.” My aunt (who, according to my mother, I act just like, although I hardly know her) does the latter (also according to my mother; once when I did it she asked why I sneezed that way, which confused my–it’s not deliberate!).
I make more of a “hh-chhhuuh” noise. Or maybe it’s more of a “Nggg-Chhhhihhhcc” noise.
That last one sounds more like the Invocation of Nyarlathotep than a sneeze.
eep! I would prefer that the Crawling Chaos didn’t pop up every time I sneezed.
*refrains from making gross cold-symptom-related joke*
I scream-sneeze. It’s very loud and dramatic, but I can’t really control how it sounds, so I’m stuck with room-silencing sneezes. XD My dad’s are like ha-CHAAAAAA. They’re rather amusing.
I usually smother my sneezes, so they come out like “Kgntchtz!”
My dad’s sneezes sound like, “HARRUMPH!” and he is known for producing multiple sneezes in a row. His record is eight.
Huh-huh-Kcew!
Fairly simple poll: Apple or Microsoft (as in computers)
The only computers I’ve used on a regular basis and for a great length of time have been Apples, so I suppose I like them.
Technically, Microsoft doesn’t make computers. (Well, they make the Surface, but that’s different.)
No preference.
Yes.
Apple!
Apple all the way.
Apple computers.
Copied from my post on an old Polling Place thread:
1. Find the book nearest you.
2. Open it to page 56.
3. Find the fifth sentence on page 56.
4. Post it here.
Mine is “Wife and daughter both, Your Grace.”
“And so, again, everything that is not forbidden by laws of nature is achievable, given the right knowledge.”
“‘See our guests out, and mind you keep away from that marten!'”
Well, the nearest book is my Kindle, but I’ll go with the nearest paper book instead. Okay, the nearest paper book that’s not a dictionary.
“The highest prime number coalesced quietly in a corner and hid itself away for ever.”
“He fidgeted a little.”
“I believe that the expedition is very possible.”
They were both nearest to me.
“Since the beginning of time, these two forces have been in a perpetual battle to destroy one another.”
“Sandwiches are generally not considered dinner food because they are eaten with the fingers, are usually not cooked or warm, and are ‘casual.'”
“I could use some assistance outside.”
“Mr. Twight takes pride in his work.”
“Ptolemy smiled because this was the girl that didn’t look like anybody else he ever knew.”
Nearest paper book that I know what it is:
‘Myrtle is something of a musician herself,’ said Mother, to cover Myrtle’s embarrassment. (This is counting quotes as individual sentences.)
‘Erbert opened his mouth as if to add some explanation, but closed it again as his wife’s stream of words went rushing on. (Quotes as not sentences.)
My first thought upon reading that was:
Moaning Myrtle is a musician? Ooh, cool, alliteration! Wait, probably a different Myrtle.
Is that first sentence from one of the Larklight books?
Wait, I misread your comment; if the first was from Larklight then the second is too. My question still stands, however.
Yus,
Starcross.
‘”Where?” he asks.’
haha mine is the same as yours! i’m still not done!!!!
“Though the planet Earth, the Islington flat and the telephone have all now been demolished, it is comforting to reflect that they are all in some small way commemorated by the fact that twenty-nine seconds later Ford and Arthur were rescued.”
We have similar tastes in nearby books.
“Stephen looked sharply round, saw the decanter, smelt to the sloth, and cried, ‘Jack, you have debauched my sloth.’ “
Choklit Orange! Let’s be best friends forever now!
I concur.
“It was so clear, so real in my imagination, that I knew I could reach out, open the front door, and go in.”
“Cleaning is an essential part of the prevention and control of communicable diseases and will remove surface organisms that may remain in the unit.”
Does a dictionary count?“In the ruin of the ship green fungus was growing up out of the mouths of the two dead men.”
I want your dictionary.
Sorry, it was a bilingual dictionary so I picked up the second-nearest book-like object.
I did this before, but now I have a new nearest book.
“Tears ran from her eyes, her stomach hurt, and even so, the laughter felt so good that she couldn’t stop, could hardly breathe.”
“Officially it is no proof.”
“Drow (evil subterranean elves) often take up wizardry, but wizards are quite rare among the savage humanoids.”
“The more readily the metal loses its outer electrons the more reactive it is.”
If a half-sentence from the previous page counts:
“In a later chapter I shall discuss the problems caused by such disposal of the body and their typical solutions as seen in both folklore and archaeology.”
If not:
“Many cultures have developed methods of tricking the forces involved in the reviving of dead bodies.
It was a book about some of the original folkloric vampires, with an explanation of what people were actually seeing and why they drew the conclusions they did. It was unbelievably fascinating.
Second but last sentence on the page:
What with that and Mrs Pawlett tumbling over something further up the road, which turned out to be the teapot, smelling strongly of beer, the Flower Show was given up, and the parson preached three Sundays running on the sin of beer-drinking to children who’d never ‘ad any and wimmen who couldn’t get it.”
“It was delightful to see the green landscape before us and the intense metropolis behind; and when a wagon with a train of beautiful horses, furnished with red trappings and clear-sounding bells came by us with its music, I believe we all three could have sung to the bells, so cheerful were the influences around.”
It just so happens that the nearest book is in my lap right now.
‘”Now you can enter the classroom through custom-made learning materials created with your specific marketing objectives in mind,” Lifetime Learning said in one of its pitches to corporate sponsors.’
I’m supposed to be reading it for school. But MuseBlog is more compelling.
“By using the lesson plans, your child will learn the sound picture to sound correspondence in a shorter time, because they will be tools she can use to build words.”
“Your own Father.”
I’m not sure whether to count that as a sentence – it’s the closing of a letter. Just in case, here’s the next sentence.
[George S. Gordon, who died early in 1942, was Tolkien’s head of department at Leeds University in the early 1920s, before becoming Professor of English Literature at Oxford and then President of Magdalen College. …]
Reading the collected letters of your favourite authors FTW.
Two closest books. Actually three because two are on the bed with me but the third I’m almost touching with my foot.
“By many secret doors in Thangorodrim Morgoth let forth his main strength that he had held in waiting, and Fingon was beaten back with great loss from the walls of Angband.”
“In this way the priest will make atonement for him for any of these sins he has commited, and he will be forgiven.”
“There were complications.”
“Still, he mused, it was like riding a velocipede.”
“Inevitably the question of spontaneous generation fell under the scrutiny of experimental science in the sixteenth, seventeenth, and eighteenth centuries.”
I picked up a zoology book… -_-;;
“Of the handkerchief?”
“And that government of the handkerchief, by the handkerchief, for the handkerchief, shall not perish from the earth.”
This.
“Despite me very different background, perspective, and area of expertise, I hoped to use my background to be able to contribute to the field of elephant communication in a new way.”
I picked up a book about an entymologist’s experiences studying elephant toenail communication. It’s quite a fascinating book.
I know that I already did one, but I’m sitting in a different room now and I have a different nearest book
“There was a wild and period in Bookholm’s history, a time devoid of law and order during which raids and forays, mayhem, murder and thoroughgoing wars were daily occurrences below and above ground.”
I adore that book.
Me too. I really want to live in Bookholm. I don’t care how dangerous it is!
Augh, yes. Bookholm would be the perfect place for me.
How do people like my new Gravatar? It’s Koko pieing a creeper, in case anyone was wondering.
I like it!
Awwwww.
I like it!
KA–Very nice!
Favorite berry? Blackberries and raspberries included.
Either blueberries, billberries, or raspberries. I can’t choose. By the way, are grapes included? They’re good in ice cream sundaes.
Blueberries.
Blueberries, then strawberries, then rasberries, then blackberries
Speaking of which, I need to convince my parents to go blueberry picking sometime.
Raspberries.
Blackberries and raspberries.
Looking at this I start thinking of Pokemon berries.
Blueberries.
Raspberries ftw. Otherwise, any type that doesn’t have white mold growing on it.
So any other color of mold is fine?
Berries always get white mold first.
What is your avatar a picture of?
Mine’s a self portrait I made in Paintbrush. Though I don’t actually have purple hair. And my computer’s an apple, not a pear.
Kokopelli pieing a creeper
Mine is a not-especially-good self-portrait I drew on Paint.
No, it’s good. I like it. It might not be good in the HD, look-how-amazingly-I-can-draw-in-Paint-because-people-are-totally-capable-of-that, but it’s a good Gravatar. It also kind of embodies your personality, which is good because it means that you look like the person you are (I think. It IS in Paint).
Mine should be more original. It’s Companion Cube, in case you couldn’t tell.
Mine’s of Dread, leader of the Hell’s Pixies, and his steed Tigerkitten. They’re from my favorite webcomic, Chasing the Sunset!
I–that is the first webcomic I ever read. I’d forgotten the name. It’s been years. The URL to it was in Muse once, that’s how I found it…
/memories
I actually don’t read webcomics, but that’s the only one I’ve heard of from a source other than MuseBlog. By the way, my “source” was typing “Pwt pwns” into a search engine. Apparently, the commentors are all Musers there.
Yeah that’s how I found it too!
Hah. That was all my fault. There was a contest to link to your favorite websites and apparently they published everybody’s? I put in Chasing the Sunset and the Muse Fanpage and they got published and the rest is history.
Mine is the Tree of Beginning from Lucario and the Mystery of Mew. Pokemon movies yay!
A tesseract.
*Cskia- I love that movie!
Mine’s a Gengar and the silhouette (did I spell that right?) of a zombie.
SFTDP. A minute after I posted that, I decided to add a mountain lion’s eye to my gravatar. It didn’t work as well as I had hoped…
My avatar is a fan, with a fantastical creature badly photoshopped onto it. It used to be a dragon. Now it’s a phoenix. I’m thinking of changing it again soon. I’m leaning towards sea serpent or unicorn…
Mine’s a Fake evee eveelution, Celstion.
It’s about tobe my webcomic self, who looks nothing like me.
My cat Beetle.
Rose Lalonde, the most amazing webcomic character ever.
The United Federation of Planets logo.
Sirrus from Myst. I couldn’t find a good picture of Atrus, so I went with the next best thing.
A rutabaga.
*long backstory*
Mine is Horatio Hornblower.
The new 42.
Mine’s…..uh…..a confused looking square thing?
I love that square. I find those gravatars very amusing.
I love it’s expression. It does a very good job representing me.
Good. I don’t imagine people as their avatars, like some people do, but if their avatars have facial expressions, those are in my mental images of people, so your head looks like your gravatar with hair, no sunburn, a nose, and a normally shaped face. Except you’re not a cartoon; you’re a Monet painting like all my other mental images. I’m not sure why, but it might have to do with the fact that without my glasses, everything looks like Monet paintings.
New poll:
In front of you is a large button. Affixed to the button are two labels. One says “End of the World Button.” The other says “Cheesecake!” You know that one lable is true and one is false, but you have no way of discerning which is which.
Do you press the button?
No
I remove the End of the World Button label, and place it over one of the buttons on my shirt, so that it no longer labels the button.
As it does not label the button, it has no effect on the large button.
The only thing it can do now is dispense Cheescake.
I press it and recieve Cheesecake.
That’s a logical fallacy. You’re not any less likely to destroy the world.
ZNZ didn’t state whether the button’s function was independant or dependant of its label. I assumed it was dependant on the label.
*independent
*dependent
Remember, ants are not independent, but ents are.
Ah.
Thank you! I will be independent of that mistake from now on.
I’m glad. I only recently thought of that rule to help me spell it correctly. Vowels throw me off sometimes.
Here’s another way for me to remember it:
It’s not “depand”. It’s “depend”.
Well, that would prevent you from spelling it “depandent”, I guess.
It made morse sense in my head.
Oh, that Morse sense…
…I will never mispell those words again.
First of all, I don’t think it’s a good idea to make assumptions whenn the world is at stake, and second of all, there is no way it can be dependent if the label is removable.
…I am terrified by the possibility that anyone would risk the world for cheesecake.
I have a friend IRL who when I asked her said she would press the button. She can be frightening.
(I personally would not. There are less risky ways to obtain cheesecake.)
There’s a fifty percent I get cheesecake. Of course I press it.Of course not; it’s not worth the risk.
No. I can’t eat cheesecake anyway.
No, because the cake is a lie, and I don’t like cheesecake anyway.
If it said “Cookies”, though …No, I hate cheesecake.
Of course. There’s a button there that has a fifty percent chance of preventing the end of the world and a fifty percent chance of giving me cheesecake. Why wouldn’t I press it?
I don’t understand; how could it prevent the end of the world?
Because one of the buttons is false.
And because the label that says “End of the World Button” could mean “prevent the end of the world” just as much as it could mean “cause the end of the world”. I took the optimistic interpretation.
With that logic, you could just as easily say that “cheesecake” might mean “destroy all cheesecake.” Anyway, if all 4 are possibilities, none of them have a 50% chance of being true.
No, I don’t eat cheesecake.
I would probably be so freaked out by the fact that there was a button that could end the world that I would run out of the room screaming.
Uh, cheesecake, duh. I mean CHEESECAKE
You’d be willing to risk losing your life, my life, your family’s lives, everyone else’s lives, and ever having cheesecake again for the possibility of cheesecake? Really?
…Of course!
I reason like this: If I press the button I have a possibility of getting cheesecake of undefined quality (Bad cheesecake is really bad.) once, for free, with no effort, but a lot of stress about whether I just accidentally ended the world. Or I have a possibility of ending the world and never having cheesecake again (Unless mars has cheesecake supplies that have not yet been found by NASA)Wait, where in the question does it say that if a button is falsely labeled then it has the effect of the other button?Since there is a lot of cheesecake in the world (as well as pie, cookies, other cake and icecream) , and I am a relatively good maker of it, I choose to not press the button, and go make myself some cheesecake of higher quality than I am likely to get from the button.
I reason like this: The label that says “End-of-the-World Button” is indeed affixed to a button, so at least that part of the label is true. The label that says “Cheesecake!” is not resting on a cheesecake, so it’s clearly false. Therefore I ignore the button and look for a source of cheesecake.
No. I can live without cheesecake. Now if the button said “Best cheese you’ve ever feasted your eyes on right here!” I would go for it.
The thing is, if you press the button and it leads to the end of the world, you won’t be in any shape to care about it. So your options are:
a) you end up with cheesecake, or
b) you are put into a position where you will no longer care about the lack of cheesecake.
Whereas if you don’t press any button, you will always wonder about what would happen if you had pressed the button and gotten cheesecake. So win/win situation.
Now, I know that logic is really messed up. It is nevertheless my gut instinct. Logically, I would not do that. I would leave the button alone, or perhaps cut the wiring leading to it so that no one else can mess with it, and maybe track down the source of cheesecake on the way.
My logic: The cake is a lie. Cheescake is, technically speaking, not cake at all. It is a kind of custard pie. Therefore, it is not a lie. Therefore, the “End of the World” is a lie. I push them both.
Are we talking about two buttons, or one button with two labels?
I thought it was a pair of labels on a single button.
Sorry. I misread it. I press the button.
No. There’s a fifty percent chance I won’t get cheesecake, which makes pressing the button an unnecessary expenditure of effort. I locate a kitchen and bake a cheesecake instead.
If, hypothetically, one managed to tangle a hypothetical bobbin, destroy a hypothetical yard of thread, and stitch a hypothetical sewing project to a hypothetical sewing machine, and assuming one was eaten by a hypothetical sewing machine turned monster, what would one hypothetically do, hypothetically? This is all hypothetical, of course.
Luckily for you I just had this “hyptothetical” mess happen a few days ago.
Answer: if it is so bad you cannot even pry your project apart from the machine, you are just going to have to cut threads away until you can get them apart and then use a seam ripper to get all the thread out and start over. No matter how many times you try to fix it it will not work, it will just keep getting new problems x_x
So hypothetically, if one broke the sewing machine every time one used it, one should get help and a seam ripper?
Yes. It’s a good idea to make sure this hypothetical person is loading everything correctly, the settings are right for the project, and is using the right needle for their material.
And seam rippers are like the control-z of sewing projects.
Thank you for your hypothetical help!
If you could live in a museum, what museum would you choose?
Are we allowed to bring a bed? Most museums tend to be rather cold and marbley.
The Met. Probably because of E. L. Konigsburg, but also because I know and love it. Though the Smithsonian would probably be cool as well.
I’d love to sleep in the Egypt exhibit and pretend every night that I’m lying down for my last sleep to be with the gods.
In a coffin like Theodosia Throckmorton?
I change my mind; I’d definitely live in the Museum of Legends And Antiquities.
I’m not sure. Somewhere cold with an aquarium… A natural history museum might be nice… but any would be AMAZING. I’d rather live in a good zoo, but a museum would also be unbelievably awesome.
Monterey Bay Aquarium, definitely. Imagine being able to sleep in front of that giant aquarium and have sea turtles and sharks swimming up right next to you as you slept…
The National Air and Space Museum. And I would live in the upper level of the walk-through Skylab model, because the public can’t go there anyway and most people don’t even look up when they’re inside. (It wouldn’t even be too hard. All I’d need would be a custodian’s key to open the door in the walk-through part and a folding stepladder to go up and down from the upper level, which I would keep hidden when not in use. Yes, I have put thought into this.)
Yeah, either that or the Visitor’s Center complex at the Kennedy Space Center.
There was this museum I went to when I was little, and they had this room where you climbed up these ladders and put these balls onto tracks and they went around the room and spun around the tracks until they came out on the other end of the room and you raced to get them and climbed up the ladders and did it again.
I loved that place.
Either that or the Smithsonian.
I would stay in the Residenz palace museum in Munich, Germany. Essentially because it is actually a palace with comfortable beds, gold leaf on the walls, and beautifulness everywhere. Plus, it’s so big that I could probably live there and never be disturbed. One can’t even view the entire thing in one visit. They switch off the tours from day to day to show seperate sides of the palace and even then there are huge sections that aren’t explored.
Say there is a jar in front of you. You can’t see inside it, but it supposedly has your favorite candy inside. You reach inside and instead of candy, pull out some money. Question: How much money would this have to be for you to not be disappointed that you didn’t get candy?
The price of said candy.
Enough to buy enough candy to fill the jar, plus some extra money for compensation.
A dollar. Because then I could potentially just go out an buy one or more of the candy that I had previously desired.
Millions upon millions of dollars.
$3 or $4. Or enough to buy a bleach pen.
100 grand.
(You see what I did there?)
If you had a time machine, where would you go?
“Not Where,” Gaudior said. “When.” I’d squee, look up when it would be almost relatively safe to go according to physics, go to all those times, do everything that looked remotely interesting there, and choose another time for doing everything I always wanted to do but never had time for. After I was done, I’d show it to a physicist.
Ancient Rome, to play in their wickedly awesome brass bands. (I just watched the movie Ben-Hur. And I am in love with Miklos Rozsa.) And maybe then I would save people from being fed to the lions.
Then I would go to the Lost Colony of Roanoke to see what really happened.
Then I would go back again to the Library of Alexandria, before it is lost forever.
Then I would go forward to a few things I said/did in sixth and seventh grade. And stop myself from saying/doing them.
…
And rip the space-time continuum to shreds. *sigh*
The second and third, but before that I would go to 1900s Britain, meet Robert Scott and Ernest Shackleton, and find out who was behind Piltdown Man.
She never said you could change your place, too…
Oh, yes, I’d stop myself from doing something I did when I was 7. It didn’t have a big influence on anything, but I feel horrible about it.
Oh, and my answer: I would go back in time and do something I’ve always wanted to do, which is meet J.R.R. Tolkien and C.S. Lewis. Fangirliness would ensue.
Now I’m wondering if I’d recognise them on sight. I’m almost sure I’d recognise Lewis, because I’ve read so very many biographies, but I don’t know if I’d recognise JRRT. Hm.
into the future!
Everywhere! Everywhen!
48- Do all of the Smithsonian facilities (Natural History building, zoo, etc.) count as part of the Smithsonian Museum? If so it’s a toss-up between that and Monterey Bay Aquarium. If not, it’s Monterey Bay Aquarium hands-down.
48.4- Monterey Bay Aquarium has sleepover programs, where you get to sleep in the aquarium next to any exhibit. You can read about it on their website.
49- If I thought it had my favorite candy and it didn’t, I’d be very dissapointed… I’d say the amount would have to be thrice the price of enough of said candy to fill the jar to bursting.
50- Every interesting time.
Even the devastating times? What about wars?
I would still visit them, if only to pay my respects to the innocents killed. And there are ALWAYS innocents killed in a war.
Always the innocent are the first victims, yes. But risking your life to pay respects… Really? That’s very… noble, but I don’t really think it’s wise…
If you could have any sort of wings, what would they look like?
They’d be covered in buffalo sauce and served with ranch dressing.
Huge feathered wings, a light sandy mourning-dove color on the outside, white and really soft on the inside. (I figured this out when I was in my Maximum Ride phase …)
Invisible and intangible ones, but they still allow me to fly with perfect manueverability, and at fairly fast speeds.
I’d probably have to go with a dragonfly’s wings. They would have to be retractable though so they wouldn’t get in people’s way when I wasn’t flying. No feathery wings! Because if I had feathers…. I would need a beak to keep them in order and I don’t want a beak. That is one huge problem with Maximum Ride. Because they have no beaks, they have no way to preen their feathers.
I think I’d go with retractable dragonfly wings as well. Dragonfly wings are so pretty!
This is a good idea.
And I would also want the wings to be able to work underwater, as rudders.
You could use an instrument shaped like a beak. I don’t want feathers, but only because I’d be too lazy to preen if I didn’t have to.
I want a beak, but only if I don’t have to clean anything with it, and besides, this only gives you hypothetical wings, not other hypothetical body parts.
I thought of dragonfly wings before I read the comments, having just read about what amazing flyers they were. Retractability is a good idea. I’d want them to be green and covered in beautiful, realistic tardigrade images (If moths can have eye spots, I can have tardigrade spots!).
Oh, and I want my wings to be able to grasp things like extra hands. And I’d love it if they had butterfly scales.
Retractible. Dragonfly. Definetley.
Black translucent Butterfly wings (to go with a semi-cosplay outfit I’m making- usable for everyday use, but also can be thought of as a character’s (theoretical) outfit)
Or possibly Butterfly wings where I can manipulate what the scales look like to hypnotize my opponents.
Situation: You have a bowl of plain yogurt in front of you. What do you do to it?
a: eat it
b: put cereal or granola in it and then eat it
c: put fresh fruit in it and then eat it
d: put both cereal/granola and fresh fruit in it and eat it
e: throw it away. plain yogurt is gross
f: fling it at you neighbor to see the look on their face
e: contemplate if the yogurt actually exists or if you exist for that matter
g: you are not possibly hungry now! put the yogurt in a cup and smuggle it out of the cafeteria to add to your food stash
h: other
Put both cereal/granola and fresh fruit in it and eat it.
Hmm…I’d say G. I’d probably eat it later. With rice or something, particularly if it’s spicy. I could never eat plain yogurt with something sweet. I guess that’s H, then–eat it with something like rice and meat.
e. And then e. Because I can’t comtemplate my existence with plain yogurt in the room.
H. Give it to a family member, as you are allergic to yogurt. If they don’t want it or aren’t around, I would donate it to a food bank.
H. Offer it to my brother.
H, then D
E. Although actually, ANY kind of yogurt is gross.
d and, while doing so, e, possibly walking up and down at the same time. With all this stress I’m under I have a lot of energy for some reason. Sleep is for the weak! Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce!
If J. K. Rowling wrote the Clique series, would you read them?
Read? Yes. At least part of a book. If they were of J.K. Rowling quality and not, well, The Clique quality I wouldn’t feel embarrassed about carrying them around.
Exactly. And if the books were exactly the same and had happened to be by her, I’d start reading the first book and just presumably be disappointed with it. I say presumably because I hardly know anything about them, but they don’t sound at all like my sort of thing.
…I don’t know anything about the The Clique books, but they don’t sound like something I’d read, to be honest, no matter who wrote them. I don’t read books which don’t interest me at all just based on who wrote them.
I’d read the first.
I would read the first one, sigh, and then agree that those sort of stories work so much better when there’s magic and love potions involved.
When was the last time you were truly happy? (please provide date)
…I’m pretty happy right now, really. I haven’t had Internet access in a while, and I found a blue jay feather and some cicada nymph exoskeletons. But if you mean the last time I was completely overwhelmed with joy, that was the day before yesterday. I was exploring outside, and everything was just so beautiful and amazing that I just didn’t know how to thank the universe, so I just sat down under a tree and thought.
Thinking strikes me as an excellent way to thank the universe.
Um … I guess I’m pretty happy/content most of the time … I mean, I’m not sad.
Yeah, I’m quite happy and content as well.
Like, like just happy. Like “sun-bursting-out-of-the-clouds-I-am-jumping-up-while-butterflies-erupt-from-the-flowers-around-me” happy. Not just… content, you know?
Hmm, I’ll try and do various definitions of happy-
Joyful, full of energy, DERP YAY- A few minutes ago when we arrived home after a vacation mostly sans internet.
Admiring the world- About a week ago, we went on a tour of a lava tube essentially untouched by humans. It was amazing.
Really truly deep heartfelt happiness that isn’t brief- 7th or 8th grade (at the time of writing, I’m going into 10th.)
Yeah… My mood tends to be just a bit below what most people consider “normal” with occasional upswings and downswings.
I don’t know, but I’m usually content. I was really happy after the night concert for seventh grade where I had played two instruments, had two solos, and conducted the band.
Two nights ago. My dad and I went into town for the opening of a friend’s show, and we went into all these galleries and explored the gardens of a museum. The sun was really low but still there, and the street was deserted except for all the people, and there was music playing in the background. I can’t really explain it but it felt like everything was very alive.
I was really happy just a minute ago when one of my friends came back from her family weekend visit. No more lonesomeness due to labor day weekend! ^^
I’m going to assume you mean the sort of Happiness which depends on circumstances, not Joy, which comes from inside you. I think that would be today, September 4th, from about 1 to 3:30. (I saw Cirque du Soleil, and it was one of the most amazing things I’ve ever seen.)
Last night in a dream I had. To wake up and find it hadn’t been real was excruciating. *sighs*
Today in latin class, when I aced everything without even trying and thought that hey, if the Matura is like this, then I’m so getting an A no sweat. It was beautiful. I had this weird feeling, like a sort of déjà -vu as if I already had attended the class and I knew all the answers without really knowing how I knew them. Rather strange but extremely gratifying. I hope math class is this way. It like you think you’ve forgotten stuff but then you realize you remember and know all of it even though you can’t remember remembering it ever before.
(Not sure if this should go here or on MB Games …)
Try to make up the most awesome full name (male or female) ever.
Cassandra Greenback.
Enoby Dark’ness Dementia Raven Way
I was going to put that.
Wait, you both thought of the exact same name … ?
It’s from My Immortal.
DON’T READ IT.
John Julius Cesare Atticus Smith is my favorite, although I am a fan of Anathema Device
Anathema Device is definitely the best. (Good Omens!!!)
BUAHAHAHA!!!
Neil Armstrong.
…Qejzha Brucolini?
No, that was bad. I’m not good at making up names…
Favourite font?
Mine are Courier and Baskerville, and I quite like Trebuchet as well.
Bookman Olde Style, and Comic Sans.
COMIC SAAAAAAANS (┛◉Д◉)┛彡┻â”â”»
I need to remember that *flipping tables* emoticon for later use.
There’s a lot of good variants of it, too, such as…
Standard: （╯°□°）╯︵ â”»â”â”»
Really angry: (ノಠ益ಠ)ノ彡┻â”â”»
Really angry: (ﾉಥ益ಥ）ﾉ彡┻â”â”»
The Double: â”»â”â”» ︵ヽ(`Д´)ﾉ︵┻â”â”»
Putting the table back, happy: (╮° Íœ ° ）╮︵┳â”┳
Putting the table back, exasperated: (â•®- -）╮┳â”┳
Putting the table back, alarmed: (–ಠ_ಠ)– ┳â”┳
…and many more.
Attempted with regular keyboard characters: (>’D’)> ~ _I___I_
Yeah, it’s just not the same …
True, but the table appears to have fold-down leaves, which is kind of cool.
What is that a Chinese symbol for?
…flipping tables? I don’t understand the question.
Benefit, or to increase.
I didn’t even notice that there until you mentioned it…
Book Antiqua. I’m also quite fond of Unown and this one Victorian-looking font I downloaded recently. I can’t remember what it’s called.
Courier new.
NEUROCHROME!
I’m also a fan of the oldfashioned ones, like antigua.
Courier New, Franklin Gothic, Times New Roman
Centaur or Papyrus.
Papyrus? How… how lovely. *twitch*
Helvetica’s a good one.
I totally read that as “Heilvetica.” xD
Olde English Text, but I’m also quite fond of Parchment and Edwardian Script
Agency FB and 20th Century Poster Sans.
What are the standard targets of racist jokes in your area?
Here (aka Southern California) we have a lot of Latino/Mexican jokes, followed by the tied Asian (east) and white people jokes.
White people and me.
Hm. Well, I’m apparently unobservant enough not to notice the racist jokes at my school, but in orchestra we have a lot of orchestra-is-full-of-Asians jokes, mostly made by Asian people. And some kid got in trouble last year for wearing a sombrero on Cinco de Mayo.
How can one get in trouble for wearing a sombrero on Cinco de Mayo?!
If hats are not allowed in the school.
What Kai said, or it could be viewed as cultural appropriation if the wearer is Caucasian, or stereotyping, since people don’t actually wear sombreros that often in Mexico.
People are a little sensitive about that sort of thing here- and besides, the vast majority of the population is caucasian. We do have Burgenländer jokes, but they’re a state and they´re also mostly caucasian.
Not sure what it is here, but my experiences in France tell me that over there they like to target Portugese people, for some reason.
Latinos and rednecks.
Asians, mostly. Also Mexicans.
How many hours did it take you to read Deathly Hallows? Include sleeping, eating, etc.
24.
From start to finish? Around twelve.
Six. But I didn’t eat or sleep until I was finished. And then I had dinner, took a shower, and read it again.
You do realize you can eat and read at once? It really saves time. Trust me.
I think 7, because that’s about how long it took for me to read OotP. Of course I read it again the next day much more slowly because I definitely missed some stuff. Like how Tonks died.
Um, several weeks, because I read them out of order and thus was really young when I read it, so I wasn’t allowed to read it, but I did anyway. Sneakily.
What’s the strangest thing you’ve ever personified? At length, I mean, like while you’re playing as a kid – not just for writing.
I used to play War (the card game) and personify all of the playing cards into feuding families.
I did exactly the same thing when playing a weird form of solitaire! That’s probably not the strangest thing though. I would personify almost everything when I was really young, including the air. Occasionally, I’ll still worry about hurting the feelings of inanimate objects.
Trees.
I did that, too, but that’s far from the strangest thing. That would probably be silverware.
I still personify random inanimate objects (my laptop, for example) and elements (the water, air, etc. type, not the atomic type. Although, perhaps I should personify those as well…)
Somebody on DeviantArt created a thing to help teach chemistry where all of the elements were Pokemon-like creatures.
I personify those elements as well–not laptops, though. Oh, but when I was in second grade, I personified all my writing utensils and scissors and things…
Nowadays, of course, I can’t personify anything without Sorting it into a House.
YES.
Coloured pencils.
When I was in second grade, I pretended to have a whole civilization of erasers in my desk. They had festivals and fought wars and stuff.
Verily, MuseBloggers are not like other people.
Oh man, I totally did that. I still remember the day someone stole Lenny.
My sympathies.
In second grade, my friends and I each had a “pet” eraser (one of the kind that goes on the end of a pencil) with a face drawn on it. Mine was named Pip. We had no wars, though. That’s awesome.
I married a new piece of pasta each week. I’d always eat all of our children, but my husbands never minded; we always got along really well until I got hungry.
My eraser were just hair–or, if the kind you put on your pencil, hats–or, if the kind you just hold, furniture. My actual writing utenils didn’t fight wars, but they had jobs and children and whatnot. My silverware fought wars, though, and there was an orphanage and a convent and…
Well, I would imagine faces in pretty much everything, and then feel kind of like that the faces were the ancient Roman spirits of pretty much everything.
This included ceilings, trees, tables, cars, computers, toy boats, houses, bookshelves, couches…
I did that. Except I think I imagined the faces to be Silent Watchers. (I’m writing a book about Silent Watchers, actually… I don’t know where I cane up with it though.)
I still do that with trees. Well, not necesarily Roman, but…
Baking soda. Today, actually, in science class.
Towels.
Oh, I used to have this whole nation called Stapleville in my desk… All the staples lived in communes and were ruled over by the benevolent Great Paperclip. It was one of those desks where you lift up the top and store your things inside, and Stapleville took up half of the space underneath.
Stapleville should have allied with my eraser civilization.
As well as the spade, heart, diamond, and club kingdoms!
And the forks and spoons! (The knives are all evil; I don’t want them to have any allies).
There’s a hilarious VeggieTales version of LotR where the Orcs are Sporks.
It’s called “Lord of the Bean”.
I heard about that from ZNZ and watched it; I agree; it’s awesome. Unfortunately, there are no sporks at my house.
I used to personify bowling pins. Which, considering that you’re throwing things at them, was pretty evil of me as a 5 year old (yes, I bowled when I was 5, my parents are bowling nuts)
I also still personify math equations. Each number has it’s own character, as do all the operations. And the parenthesis are houses.
a) How do you usually greet people? (ie hand gesture and/or words)
b) Which do you prefer: school or town library?
c) How do you measure someone’s value to you? (ex: how much you would miss them if they left; how happy you are to see them every day)
d) Do you have wood, plaster, or other walls in your home?
e) For those in marching band: are you in a parade band or a field show band?
a) Tiny wave
b) Town, because it’s bigger
c) (How much they would miss me if I died) + (How much I would miss them if they died)
d) Plaster??? ( Watson mode on! What is Toronto??????? /Watson)
e) DONT MENTION MARCHING BAND OUR SCHOOL DOESNT HAVE ONE *raeg explosion*
a) Hi! and/or waving
b) Town. Our school library is miniscule.
c) I don’t, not really. I mean, for example, I love my sister and she means a lot to me, but most of the time I’m thinking something along the lines of “Just give me the computer, ***** “. She still means incredibly much to me, I just can’t stand her right now. I guess I’m just not good at measuring people.
d) Plaster at my mom’s, brick at my dad’s.
a) Awkward wave.
b) Town library (It’s bigger! It’s always open! It isn’t filled with scary upperclassmen!)
d) Drywall over wood, I guess?
e) At football games, we just sit on the bleachers and play. When football season ends we play at competitions or work on songs for the concert. I guess we’re more like a sitting band than a marching band…
a) Smile and nod.
b) The library here on campus has three and a half million volumes, which I imagine is larger than most town libraries, so I’ll go school library.
c) No idea.
d) Drywall.
Yep. University libraries usually get the edge. Also Library of Congress pwns Dewey.
a. upward head nod or smile
b. school.
c. How much time we spend together
d. wood
a) “Hello,” or waving, although sometimes if I want to be friendly but not actually interact I might just smile at someone I don’t know. I never nod at anyone in greeting.
b) Town because it has a bigger biology section and more importantly allows you to check out more than 2 books at a time.
c) How much I’d miss them if they died, probably.
d) …Plaster, I think?
a) Smile or nod of acknowledgement for people I kind of know, waving for most friends, grin and possible running over and playful slap on the shoulder for Swalot
b) Town library.
c) Hmmm… how much I enjoy spending time and communicating with them?
d) I don’t know…
a) Depends on the person and situation, but vocally most often “Hey.” Sometimes hugs.
b) Town library.
c) This is a hard question. It’s not something I do on a daily basis.
d) Plaster.
e) Field show band!
(a) Depends on the person. Generally a simple “hi” and/or wave, or sometimes a hug.
(b) Town.
(c) I’m not sure.
(d) Uh….. wall-ish? They’re white and slightly bumpy? …..Drywall…..?
a) Hey ______,
b) Town, by far
c) I haven’t really thought about it
d) Wood
e) NA
a. “Hey, [name].”
b. Hard to say. Maybe school – earlier to find things.
c. How good I feel when I talk to them.
d. Sheetrock?
e. Both, and then some. *BEAST*
a)Hi! (Or if someone I know really well and want to annoy:HI!!!!!WHAT’SYOURNAMEHUHUHUHUH?
b)School for fiction and when I don’t need that many books, libary when I want non-fiction or I need unlimited book.
c)I have no idea.
d)Drywall and wood, I think.
e)There isn’t one at my school.
Everyone’s preferred browser?
I use Chrome.
It’s called Comodo Dragon. I like it because no one else in my family uses it, so I can bookmark whatever I want…
Chrome on my home computers, although most schools and libraries have Explorer, so I’m comfortable with that as well.
IE, but mostly because I’m used to it, I don’t really have a huge preference, just because I haven’t used any other browsers for extended periods of time.
Use Chrome. Thank me later.
Firefox. I’ve only used it and IE though.
Internet Explorer, because nothing else seems to work well on this computer.
Firefox, occasionally Chrome.
Chrome. I came back from a month of camp and my dad was like, “Use Chrome. Firefox isn’t good anymore.”
I use Firefox.
I know most people don’t like identifying with villains, but which do you have the most in common with? For me it’s the narrator of The Tell-Tale Heart because I feel like we’re not supposed to identify with him at all, but I know how he feels, having similar sensory difficulties. After him it’s Reigner Two from Hexwood, but not in an empathetic way; this is more of an “oh cake, I understand her; this is creepy,” way.
Which characters, from anything, do you relate to the most? For me, it’s definitely Emma-Jean Lazarus from the Emma-Jean Lazarus books (Emma-Jean Lazarus Fell Out of a Tree and Emma-Jean Lazarus Fell in Love). The only major difference between us is that she’s not obsessive and more observant than me, and she’s much, much more serious and formal than me–although I’m more serious and formal than most people, especially offline, so even that’s an exaggeration of me. I also have a lot in common with Methods of Rationality!Hermione and Mind’s Eye, Soul’s Reflection!Luna, much more so than the canon versions, although I identify with them as well–yes, both of them. They’re not as different as they seem.
There are people who dislike identifying with villains? I was not aware of this…
I identify with too many villains to list, personally. Unfortunately, one that wouldn’t be dreadfully embarrasing to relate doesn’t come to mind right now…
That which goes for villains also goes for characters. The one that comes to mind at the moment is the delnoid harvester from The Wheel of Nuldoid.
I identify with Kaylee from Firefly. We look similar, too. And if I had to choose which other crew member I’d date, it would be Simon.
And Spock.
Really? I always thought of you as being like Emma-Jean.
Villains, I’m not sure, although my favorite is Ursula from The Little Mermaid. Book characters – that would be Hermione and, if it counts, Susie Derkins.
a) What is your favorite non-native language?
b) What is your home-away-from-home?
c) Which do you prefer: [snip! Zinc, your Facebook references are landing you in the spam filter. Remember: once you cross the borders into MuseBlogLand, those Other Sites don’t exist. –Admin.]
d) Favorite type of shoe?
e) For those in fandoms: how quickly do you latch onto something, and how long does it take for you to produce fanworks (fanfiction, fanart, etc.)?
a) I like the sound of Korean, but I can’t speak it.
b) Unless you count school, nothing, really.
d) Cute flats or boots
e) Really quickly. For TV shows, the first episode (after I became a Trekkie, TNG had me at the title sequence), for books the first few chapters. I started liking Star Trek when we were introduced to Spock in the 2009 movie, then started loving it when we saw adult Spock. I usually start off as a massive fangirl then just like a fandom.
And as for fanworks, I don’t write fanfiction because I’ve never come up with a creative plot for a gen fic and am too romantically inexperienced to write slash(or het snogging). I don’t tend to do fanart either, and if I do it’s a small sketch or something.
Sorry! I wasn’t aware… I keep on doing this…
Oh, replacement:
c) What is your favorite letter of the alphabet?
Q, so it’s quite inconvenient that I hate the letter U. When I reinvent the alphabet, K will disappear and C will always be pronounced Ch, so Q will have to make the K sound where there isn’t a Q by it. (And there won’t be any of that awful que=K business, either; it’ll be pronounced cooeh. U will always be oo, by the way, never yoo. And most importantly, no silent vowels! E will be pronounced eh; I will be y or, with an accent mark, ee; ai will be long I, and another letter invented for ih. There’s more, but it’s not relevant).
I’d eliminate Q and replace “Qu” with “Kw” — but then, I’m not attached to Q. Now that I think about it, it really is a more attractive letter than K.
I’m not even going to get started on english spelling. As far as German is concerned, I’d get rid of J and just use I like in Latin, perhaps with a special pronunciation. And I’d probably get rid of ß because it’s simply superfluous and I’m sick of the spelling rules that govern it getting changed every few years. It’s like reading old books and seeing daß instead of dass and then spending ages wondering if it’s Fluß or Fluss. And I’d make the plural of Bus be Büsse instead of Busse because it just makes so much more sense that way. Don’t get me wrong, some changes by the reform were good, like making Gemse be Gämse because you either say that or Gams in slang. It’s just that ß is used so rarely that it’s pointless… Otherwise I just prefer the German vowel system so much- I mean, A,E,I,O,U and sometimes y?
Does anyone here take German?
I have some knowledge on the subject, but thank Hitler for only one thing: getting a normal font.
And Martin Luther for standardizing the language with the first foreign-language edition of the Bible.
Tja, there are still lots of books in the old font if you know where to look… But I concur, it’s harder to read.
The font is called Cloister Black on MS Word, I believe.
How do you pronounce ‘tja’? I want to use that.
a. Spanish – I like the way it rolls off the tounge and I already know enough to enjoy the feeling
b. Library
d. Flip-flops
e. I usually start liking something quite quickly, but true fandom only grows after time passes and I don’t get tired of it. I usually don’t produce fanworks
a) Japanese or German or Icelandic or Coptic or Quenya?
b) The Rocky Mountains, in spirit.
d) Um…the ones that go on feet?
e) If I latch onto something, it’s almost immediate. And I’m not really a producer of stuff.
French!
Mandarin/Cantonese are quite nice too.
I must admit, I quite dislike French. I don’t understand how so many people think it’s beautiful when their word for flower rhymes with ugh, It’s my least favorite vowel sound by far.
:O
To each his own, I suppose.
“On hon hon, I have an idea! Let’s make ah languahge zat has ten times more lettars zan are achtually pronounced!”
Also, I hate Polish.
French is … not my best subject in school, especially with the verb conjugations, random little markings over letters, and mostly the accent. At least it’ll be useful if I ever go to France/Quebec/Belgium/Switzerland/Haiti.
Also, the “honhonhon” made me read that in the voice of Hetalia!France. XD
THAT’S THE POINT
I think French sounds are too… soft? Even their swear words (although I only know a couple) sound weird. I know English has annoying silent letters and pronunciation rules, but French must be at least as bad. But their culture is interesting, and I have some French ancestry, so I’m still learning it.
So if Korean or Japanese were spoken outside of Asia I’d probably go for one of them.
The Parisian accent isn’t really soft. The South, though, does tend to use softer sounds when pronouncing words.
I love the French language.
a) I can’t choose between German, Latin, and Esperanto. I don’t speak any of those, by the way.
b) Hm, my backyard isn’t really away from home. Certain woods, then, and the ocean. Non-physical places include books and certain websites (including this one).
d) …I really don’t care about shoes. I don’t have a favorite type, as long as it isn’t sneakers (My hands are slow, so I hate tying).
e) Usually, it take a really long time–I’ll love it for a very long time, perhaps several years, and eagerly grab any information on it that I happen to find, but I typically don’t actively look for it, and then suddenly, one day, I’ll start looking up all sorts of things about it and being obsessed. That’s how it happened with tardigrades, Harry Potter, etc. I don’t do fanart or fanfiction in general, though, because I don’t like writing fiction much (I don’t dislike it, but…), and while I enjoy art, I don’t get around to doing much of it.
I’d loved both tardigrades and Harry Potter since I was 8, but I wasn’t obsessed with the latter until I was 11 and the former until I was… Also 11, I think, but it was later. Most of my past obsessions didn’t take years to form, but they did take months. I’ve noticed that they generally take about as long to form as they do to go away. I hope that means I’ll still be HP- and tardigrade-obsessed at age… oh. 11-8=3; 11+3=14, and I’m 13, so I’m sure they will last at least that long, hopefully longer. Anyway…
a. French. It’s so frickin’ pretty. I mean, okay, the spelling is insane, but in an endearing way. And I love the little hat-shaped accents — you know, these. ˆ
b. My family’s boat. Quite literally. *sigh*
Replacement c. Don’t got one.
d. Boot?
e. It depends. Usually I have to check and see if there is a fandom — if there isn’t, it’s really difficult for me to get up sustained interest in the work. If there isn’t, I’m more likely to write fanfiction than draw fanart. I can start a fanfic the day after I see/read something, but it usually takes me a bit longer to draw fanart, ’cause I have to research the outfits and amass photo references and stuff (can you tell I’m mostly a theatrical fangirl? -_-).
a) probably French.
b) Hmmm, school, perhaps?
c) Favorite letter would be C, recently also gaining a fondness for D.
d) something not flip-flops
e) I start dreaming up fanfiction almost immediately, but the only fanart I really make is Pokemon-related as of…
a) Latin or German or Italian.
b) The band room at my school. (DON’T TELL ANYONE AT MY SCHOOL; THEY WILL MAKE FUN OF ME) and also the lake.
d) I have this really nice pair of Newbalance sneakers that I really like.
e) It took one chapter of Harry Potter. It took one episode of Doctor Who. It took one look at a shiny saxophone. It took one song that we played in band.
a. French, but I also enjoy Spanish.
b. Either the library, school, or the sewing center in [square].
c. N/A
d. High heels, over three inches, any kind except booties.
e. N/A
(a) Dutch
(b) Hm…….. Maybe the community room thing at church?
(d) Sneakers or hking boots, Chaco sandals in the summer.
What are you scared of? Doesn’t have to be paralyzing horror, just stuff that you look at and think “Ew, I don’t want to go near that.”
I realize recently that my biggest fear, really, is that I’ll be irresponsible and impulsive around something dangerous like fire. Just about all of my or semi-rational fears are related to that. I also have irrational fears like open doors and rational fears like murderers and fears that are rational for me but only because of unique circumstances like loud noises.
Are you new? If not, I’m assuming it was an accident that you’re using that identity, because I can’t think of a single potentially embarrassing thing about that post.
No, it wasn’t an accident. Just don’t want to reveal myself right now for personal reasons.
Tapeworms. And rats.
Tapeworms because of a The Most Extreme I watched when I was smaller (ughhh ughhh ughhhhhh) and rats more recently because they were in our kitchen, and they scrabble around in the walls right near my head at night. And the attic above me. But if it’s a pet rat, then I’m fine. Just undomestic rats.
Rational:
– Being hit by the “T” or a car when crossing Commonwealth.
– War, crime, and violence.
– Drowning.
Semi-rational:
– Being trapped underground.
– Failing in some way that will cause physical harm to myself or others.
– That a bridge will fall apart under me when I’m walking across.
Irrational:
– Squids and octopi.
– Bigfoot.
– Ghosts and monsters.
– Being still awake when everyone else in the building is asleep.
Kai – Would you be scared if I squidded this post?
No, the squids on MB are abstract enough that they don’t effect me. Photographs and realistically-drawn/painted images are what freak me out. (Octocolossus in “Captain Raptor and the Moon Mystery”… *shivers*)
HP Lovecraft made me terrified of the subway as well.
And is “Commonwealth” Commonwealth Ave. in Boston? ( I can’t think of anywhere else with a T where the cars want to hit you so badly)
Perfectly rational fears: Statues of angels
gas masks
shadows
More irrational fears: Getting hit by cars (especially while biking)
Mental illness (like myself actually being crazy and not knowing it.)
Yes, Commonwealth Ave, the spine of Boston University.
Sure you don’t have those two categories backwards, Ooba?
I agree that that would make more sense.
No. I did that very intentionally. Doctor Who is serious business.
Those cars are just out to get you. I almost get hit at least twice on the way to school crossing that street. Once this guy on my fencing team tried to cross and a car went through the light so he kicked it. I want to do that to every car on that street sometimes (if I wasn’t so terrified of them, that is)
The Slender Man, and large dogs.
Spiders, heights, air travel, sharks, strange noises in the middle of the night, cafeteria food, things that smell like gas leaks when someone is lighting a match, staple guns, society, and balrogs.
In order from worst to least: hypodermic needles, extremely rare spats of hemophobia (DON’T LAUGH), even rarer spats of fear of drowning (only triggered by deep water that’s too dark to see the bottom of the lake/pool/etc.), not nearly as rare but much milder fear of the fan in my bedroom (which seems to be somehow connected to the last fear in the list), and gas masks.
I’m scared of roaches. They sneak into my bathroom and my bedroom.
Also, I’m scared of global warming. And people discovering embarrasing secrets.
Crowds. The idea that I might be schizophrenic or bipolar. Judgmental people and society as a general. Failing something horribly. Making a mistake I’ll actually regret later (I haven’t really regretted anything so far.) more things of this sort
Aliens. Even though that is extremely irrational. And even though I love astronony.
How many of your preferred pairings are canon? Does it change if the fandom has characters in gay relationships? Do you have an OTP or One True Crack Pairing?
The only pair I really ship emphatically is Increase Mather/cotton, which is definitely not from a fandom. Well, I suppose American history is a sort of fandom, but…
Anyway, it’s because Cat’s-Something mentioned that she influenced her friend to be confused by the statement, “Cotton was shipped across the Atlantic.” Massachusetts is by the Atlantic, and Increase is related to someone named Cotton Mather, who is obviously either their child (even if history says otherwise; I really don’t remember) or Increase wearing cotton clothing.
OF COURSE IT IS CANON HOW COULD IT NOT BE IT REALLY DID HAPPEN IN REAL LIFE
Other than that, I don’t ship much, just a bit and sometomes canon.
Oh, but wait, there is Madame Pince and the Discworld Librarian. That’s my other OTP, but I didn’t make that one up.
Increase Mather was Cotton Mather’s father. Ick, Bibliophile.
I was talking about cotton the plant. I had decided, as I said, that cotton was either their child or just Increase wearing cotton clothing. If Cotton was his child canonically I think it just proves my point.
I AM PICTURING SO MANY HARLEQUIN ROMANCE COVERS RIGHT NOW. “They said their love could never be…” with Increase and a bale of cotton standing dramatically on a ship, Increase’s hair blowing in the breeze. And at the end of the book, the cotton dies dramatically of Soap Opera Disease and a heartbroken Increase names his son after it.
Somewhere, somehow, Mathercest is now an official pairing. The Internet has a lot to answer for.
All of my preferred pairings are canon. I am too much of a purist to ship any Legolas/Aragorn, Frodo/Sam, or (the horror) Draco/Hermione bobbemyseh.
I’ll mostly ship canon pairings, although if one doesn’t agree with me (Haru/Rin from Fruits Basket, for example) I either don’t ship them at all or ship them with someone not in a relationship.
On the other hand, I ship a lot of pairings that aren’t exactly canon but definitely have hints (thanks, Hetalia) or massive amounts of subtext but nothing extremely conclusive happens on screen. My first initial ship is a) my favorite characters out of curiousity or b) the first thing I’m exposed to, usually with a good fic. Speaking of, if I get into a series because of a fandom I’ve taken notice of, I’ll ship what I like from that (happened to Naruto and some APH).
Gay relationships? You mean slash/yaoi/BL? Don’t really mind at all, actually. I like to make lists of pairings I’m partial to, and my slash and het lists are actually pretty even, with more on the slash side. Side affects of anime fandom, I guess.
I can only think of like two that are sort of unfounded.
I have OTPs for different fandoms, but my current one is KuroFai (TRC).
OTCP? Haha, I guess… Shishou/Hanajima (Furuba) or Gilbird/Kumajirou. Crackfics are fun to read, but I like it best if they hint towards my OTP. I guess if I’m reading something for school I’ll ship for fun, just to make the story a bit more entertaining.
Nice job, I could go on about this all day…
I can’t really answer those questions, but just wanted to say Ginny/Hermione 4life less-than-three
My only pairings are couples who are or were happily married in real life for many years, which I guess is about as canon as it gets.
Those OTPs are:
Carl Sagan/Ann Druyan
Mark Kelly/Gabrielle Giffords
Dick/June Scobee (Which is not to say I don’t like her second husband, Don Rogers.)
John/Annie Glenn
Jim/Marilyn Lovell
I do not “ship.” The characters that get together will get together depending on the decision of the author. Any vague hopes on my part are as immaterial as they are irrelevant.
Except Newt/Anathema.….That’s canon, silly. T_T
Does that matter?
My thoughts exactly. My other thoughts I won’t say, because I fear they might upset some of you.
Since
mostall of my preferred fandoms have no canon, that’s a slightly difficult question to answer… But as a rule, I don’t support crack in fandoms which have definite conflicting canon. I mean, why bother? The author usually gets it right…Except Maladict/Polly, that was a case of aborted canonI was so convinced of Hagrid/McGonnagle, until that Maxime woman came along. And, of course, Spock/McCoy and aargh, Dr. Crusher and Picard never really got together! Aside from the whole alternate timeline thing, but Picard went and ruined that, didn’t he.
There’s some… interesting… Sheldon/Penny fics out there. And of course my OTP is Kirk/Spock.
ENOBY X VAMPIRE X DRACO FOREVER
on a more serious note, Tavros and Gamzee; Rose and Kanaya; Terezi diamonds Dave; Jake and Scratch!Bro (honestly, Scratch!Bro and anyone. Including his autoresponder)
And all of these are gay ships. :/
Add Terezi and Vriska and these are my ships.
Spades or hearts?
Because spades is the only one that makes sense.
sourge sisters yessssssss
Spades, mostly.
At first I was really partial to het pairings and I never really liked the idea of a character in a slash ship unless they were canonically queer… Now I pretty much ship whatever, and it varies a lot. I don’t dig johnlock at all, or merthur, and I only have any interest in destiel because of my friend’s emotional connection to it, and I’m very indifferent to john/Dave (Homestuck) but my otp is Kaworu/Shinji (evangelion) and I also really like jean/marco (attack on titan) (if only because there’s so much good fic).
Oh no, this thread is ancient what am I doing replying to it.
We need a new Polling Place thread, pie/nay?
Hey, could we use squids for such a purpose?
((Pie/nay or pie/squid for polls))
Do you post on MuseBlog by logging in, or by typing your info in (obviously, this is for paleophytes)?
I type my info in usually, even though I know that logging in would be more convenient.
I type my info in too! Heh.
I type my info in. In fact, I tend to forget that the “Log In” link is there.
And chess players. Don’t forget them.
Personally, I log in whenever I want to play chess or visit the paleo threads. My computer saves that for a long time. When it stops, though, I don’t need to type my info; it’s already there. It’s awesome.
Yes, but I believe you have to be a paleophyte to play chess.
Neophytes can get an account to play chess. Accounts can be set to have different privileges, even though everybody logs in the same way.
I log in when I remember to- but when I need to add something to my name (I should be working on my NaNo right now; it’s in another tab) or create alter egos I log out so I can do that.
I log in; I’ve rigged up my computer so that the log in page is the page that comes up when I open Google Chrome.
Typing! Even from a kindle.
The list is very long, but here are a few:
-Crossing streets
-Food poisoning
-Getting head lice
-Failing classes
-Deaths of relatives in car accidents
-Climate change and bad things happening in America
-Ozzy Osbourne
-Weird, edgy, alternative stuff, including people. Like all that graffiti in that one place in Cambridge
-Cheetos, Doritos, and anything involving fake cheese
-Walking around at night without my trombone case
-Marijuana
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The IraqisJust kidding. The Chinese government, and also Kim Jong Il.-Big dogs
-Swamps
-The ocean past my waist
-Germs
-The future
You’re scared of the Chinese government?
They banned the portrayal of time travel in fiction.
Who’s your favorite Archie character? I like Betty. Also Ethel and Midge, and then Sabrina, and then Josie and the Pussycats, and then Dilton. Then everyone else except for Reggie, who I don’t really like at all.
You are Betty, Princess_M. I’ve seen your photograph.
I remember the comic book in which Sabrina was introduced. “Meet Salem, my familiar. Yesterday Salem got a gold star for tearing up the neighbors’ petunias.” She was my instant favorite, but I don’t remember her interacting with the canonical Archie characters, early on.
Jughead.
Does anybody else eat grain products plain? Plain bread, plain rice, plain tortillas, plain naan, anything. I’ve always loved grain-based foods without additional stuff, and I’m virtually always harassed for it. “Jeez, Piggy, how can you eat that?” “That looks so boring!” “Why don’t you put something on that?” What’s wrong with eating plain bread? Some people have conceded that “good” bread might be acceptable plain (local sourdough or homemade rye or the like), but I like your run-of-the-mill Wonder Bread plain too. And there’s really nothing quite like a steaming bowl of pure white rice. Tortillas seem to offend people the most, for some reason.
I do! Last night, I ate about half a loaf of plain french bread all by myself. Plain Wonder Bread sounds a little bland, but I have definitely eaten and enjoyed everything else you mentioned. Tortillas depend on how good they are. It helps if they’re freshly cooked and not dry like a lot of prepackaged ones are. I also like plain toasted bagels, etc.
Trader Joe’s naan bread. yessss.
I like plain rice, too.
I eat everything plain – tortillas, rice, naan, and all sorts of bread. It’s lovely, but I get judged.
I love eating bowls of sushi rice (rice with a little vinegar in it to make it sticky).
I eat nearly everything plain. So, yes.
Some of them – wait, people put stuff on naan? I might dip it in my curry. And I like plain French bread.
If you had a time machine, what are the first two things you would do with it?
Well, I’d have to do a lot of physics research before deciding whether it was safe to do anything, Assuming it’s safe (and it probably isn’t), I’d go and find now-extinct animals, then historical events, going to boring times as well for when I just want more spare time. Also, I’d probably end up using it for immortality if that’s possible as well.
Hm… First I’d travel back in time just shy of 2,000 years and spend a month in Jerusalem starting two weeks before the Crucifixion. After that, it would be a toss-up between a Jurassic safari and hanging out with my great-great-grandparents in Sitka, Alaska, in the 1880s.
Oh cake… After checking it wouldn’t cause universe-destroying paradoxes or kill me, I was planning to go about 500 years into the future. But your first option is awfully tempting.
Assuming that this time machine had all the powers of the TARDIS and could teleport me through space as well as time:
Go to the Roanoake colony to find out what happened to them. (If I ever become the Doctor’s companion, this will be the first place he will take me, and they really were abducted by aliens.)
The library of Alexandria- all that precious knowledge, mine to consume before it goes up in flames.
Create lots of paradoxes by jumping out and tackling my past self to the floor before she can make the stupid mistakes that are the ghosts of my past haunting me every day. (Yeah, it was that bad. I would create paradoxes and destroy the universe just to keep from doing those things I did back in sixth and seventh grade.)
Even if you could get access to the Library of Alexandria, would you be able to read a single word of the books in there? Unless you’re a classics scholar, chances are all you’d remember was what it looked like and how it was run. That’s not nothing, but it’s not the precious knowledge you’re talking about.
One could always copy as much as en could (by hand or by electronic means) and then bring the copies back into the present day to be read by people who know how.
Oh, cake, good point. Fine then, Piggy’s idea, I guess.
Piggy’s right, and you’d have as much time as you wanted to copy it. Alternatively, you could go back in time and learn those languages, although that’s something you’d have to do before going back in time.
True, assuming you could find what you wanted, recognize it when you had found it, and arrange to get access to it.
That’s a tough one. I would just go back in time to see what went down.
I would go back to that time a few weeks ago when I was arguing that time travel couldn’t exist because it would destroy the universe through time paradoxes and laugh in my face. Then I would go and make sure that the paradox I just created doesn’t blow up the universe.
Tohru/Yuki or Tohru/Kyo?
Tohru/Kyo. Because I just adore Yuki/Machi. I started out with a fangirl crush on Yuki, though, and hoped he would win as I did not understnad one of the major rules of shojo manga: the boy that treats her the worst wins her in the end. Or, the more hot-blooded one.
Tohru/Kyo, ‘cuz I like Yuki and hate Tohru.
Tohru/Yuki, by a little. But it’s been so long since I read that manga …
What’s the difference between a duck?
(Yes, that’s my question. I did not just make a grammatical error. I am asking.)
About $12.50.
Mere micromips.
Who has read Homestuck?
*raises hand*
Not all of it, but I’m getting there. Avoid spoilers, plz.
*high fives* On Act 4. I’m going off to continue as soon as I finish my dailies.
I tried to read it once, but then I got to the first Flash bit and I couldn’t see it because I was on my iPod, and I never got back to it. I thought it was a bit boring, anyway.
Have you ever (Well, since the debut of The Recent Comments Game) made a post you knew looked funny or weird and deliberately hoped it would end up above or below posts that it would “fit” with somehow?
THERE’S A FLYING SAUCER HOVERING RIGHT OVER MY HOUSE AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA I’m sure people were making similar calculations even before Master Paul invented the Recent Comments game.
I recall some people even started their comments with a . so they couldn’t be read on the RC bar. Drove me crazy.
. I don’t think that works anymore.
(Nope.)
I only remember doing that for spoilers. That must have been on an old version of the RC software or something, since I don’t think it happens anymore.
Also for very long first sentences, or song lyrics.
What fictional characters do you remind yourself/other people of?
According to various people, I remind them of Fluttershy, Luna Lovegood, and Canada from Axis Powers Hetalia. I guess … kind of?
Apparently I’m some strange, unholy combination of Terezi Pyrope and Captain Jack Harkness.
That’s a terrifying mental image.
As it should be. >:]
And I am apparently another strange, unholy combination of Equius, Eridan, Jade and the Doctor.
That’s odd. I don’t see you as anything like Equius or Eridan at all.
So you’re an eccentric time traveler with no romantic success and a talent for robotics?
(I’m going to have to agree with Ambystoma on this one. You seem a bit more… likable.)
People say I’m like Velma from Scooby-Doo, both in terms of looks and personality.
Personality-wise, I think I’m a Hermione/Luna crossover of some sort… cloned together with the Tenth and Eleventh Doctors and Napolean Dynamite. This is just me analyzing myself; I’m sure that other people have other views.
Oh, also Donna. How could I have forgotten Donna?
I remind myself most of Emma-Jean Lazarus (She’s also the only fictional character that someone else, in this case Agent Lightning, said reminded her of me), then MethodsOfRationality!Hermione and Mind’sEye,Soul’sReflection!Luna. Of course I identify with the canon versions of those characters as well, just not quite as much. By the way, that Luna version is perfectly canon for the time when the story was written; it’s just that certain aspects of her whose possible existence made sense at the time were disproven later in the series. Also, there’s a funny Seneca story about a boy who takes everything literally; I remind myself of him as well. Of course, there’s also Logic Man from the SSSS; he’s so much like me it’s scary. Occasionally I remind myself of Yorshkrunsquarkljolnerstrink (How can my spell-check be so ignorant as not to recognize that?!), but not as much as any of the other characters listed.
Who do I remind MuseBloggers of?
Actually, I just remembered that people did used to compare me to Hermione, so Emma-Jean’s not the only one (even if you don’t count a character I was compared to on MuseBlog after writing that). This was years ago, though; I’m not as much of a know-it-all now as I was then.
Also, when I mentioned the Seneca story, I’d like to clarify that I meant the Iroquois tribe, not the playwright.
canon!Hermione, but I’m not devoid of canon!Luna traits either. Twilight Sparkle.
Though bear in mind these are just people I remind myself of; I’m sure other people have completely different perceptions of me. I’m going to ask some people and report back.
I remind my little brother of Hermione, and also, apparently, Barbara Wright, the latter being a comparison with which I am quite surprised and also rather pleased. And I remind Mum of Anne Shirley, which I can totally see.
Additionally, Pangloss says Nancy Drew. I can’t judge this, as I’ve never actually read a Nancy Drew book.
Nancy Drew always bored me. The character, I mean, not the book series–that was alright. I think it’s because she’s a Sue. I’d certainly like her as a person, though, just not as a character.
Somehow you don’t really remind me of anyone in particular. There are Hermione and Luna, of course, but I think everyone on MuseBlog reminds me of Hermione and/or Luna.
Hermione Granger and Susie Derkins.
You made a list of characters you reminded yourself of on the list thread. So did I. Hermione was on yours before. I don’t remember whether Susie was before, but there were others, too. The only one I remember is Belle, though. I can understand that; the first song minus the bit about her exceptional appearance was my life in late elementary school.
….Huh. JLynn, as the only person on the blog who knows me in person, you are hereby summoned. Politely.
Everyone else? Who am I?
JLynn. Hermione. No doubt.
Robert C: Slartibartfast. For some odd reason.
Paul B: Gandalf.
Rebecca L: Moiraine, from the Wheel of Time series. Go read it.
Rosanne S: I haven’t encountered her much. None, as of right now.
Slartibartfast, eh? I haven’t built a planet, but MuseBlog is almost as good — and better in some ways. (That reminds me: we really could use some fjords around here.)
You should comment some ASCII fjords into the HTML.
If you could join the crew of a Giant Awesome Spaceship, what job would you want? *has been watching too much Firefly*
Hm. I definitely wouldn’t want to be the captain, too much responsiblility. Same with pilot. Not enough people skills to be a negotiator-diplomat-person. Not smart or coordinated enough to be a mechanic, too scared of needles to be a medic. So … yeah, I don’t know.
Science officer, with a specialty in xenoarcheology and comparative mythology.
Medical officer, doubling as android repairperson?
Cryptoecology officer, of course! I’d either have a specialty in conservation biology and be the one who ensures that all this colonization, etc wasn’t completely destroying the native life (particularly the life that isn’t considered intelligent, because there will be plenty of people protecting intelligent aliens already) as soon as we discover it (Discovery, that’s something I’d do a lot of as well…) or be the exact opposite: the one with a secret plot to introduce invasive moss full of tardigrades everywhere we go so that tardigrades can rule the universe (taking care to use lots of different kinds of mosses and other plants they eat as well so that moss doesn’t end up ruling it instead)–if I can find moss that can survive all the harsh conditions, that is. Unless there already are organisms tardigrades can eat on these planets, in which case I wouldn’t bother with plants. Anyway, the tardigrades would mutate due to unnatural conditions and become huge and intelligent because in case you haven’t noticed, stranger things have happened on Giant Awesome Spaceships, and there’d be this epic battle between us and those who refuse to accept them as their gods and me as their prophetess and The Land Where Everyone Worships Tardigrades as the Utopian future of the universe, and it would be amazing!
Whichever way I went, I have a feeling people would have a difficult time believing that I seriously considered doing the other.
…I meant astroecology. Oops. At the moment, there’s a lot of overlap, but of course that wouldn’t be the case by the time we had Giant Awesome Spaceships!
Hmm… Possibly a tactician if this was some sort of battle cruiser, or maybe a, erm, the whatchamacallit that does whatever needs to be done, a jack-of-all trades that goes wherever he is needed. That way I’d get to do a bit of it all.
First officer.
Navigator, perhaps.
The ship’s computer. I could have power over everyoneCheif linguist.
I would be…Spock! (That’s a position on a starship, right?)
*has a six-year old sister who has fallen in love with Star Trek* Of course!
Andromeda? Please say you’ve watched that show.
… ship’s cook? Or engineer/mechanic. Not captain. Argh, that’s hard.
(Yes, there is beef stroganoff cooking in the kitchen at this very moment; why ever do you ask?)
I would personally prefer good cooking to having a ship that doesn’t blow up.
Caretaker of squids.
Where is everyone from (place of birth, place of residence, ethnicity etc – anything, really)?
Birth, residence: United States
Ethnicity: German, Polish, Swedish, Austrian, Irish, Belgian, a few others if you go back far enough.
I was born in central Texas. When I was 8, I moved to east Texas. The new elementary school had a better principal and better classes, so I considered it a better school, but my peers were less tolerant of my nerdiness and particularly my love for insects, so I’m not sure I had a better time. I would say definitely not except that there was a gifted and talented program, and it was amazing. Actually, I was really lucky about that, because while most schools in the area had them when we moved, ours was virtually the only one that had one that didn’t get taken away because of funding while I went there. (I don’t know whether it did after I left; I hope not). The things we did were really, really fun, and the teacher was awesome, and there were actual nerds there! I loved it.
6th grade was awful. Everything was so stressful; I hated it. The one good thing was that there was no recess, so people couldn’t kill insects to upset me.
I refused to go to that school anymore, so I did it online. It was… better, although not ideal. More relevant to this discussion, it wasn’t in my school district. This was a pity, because it meant I never did find out whether my acquaintance from the elementary school GT program had won the spelling bee at his school. If he had, and I’d been in that district, we’d have seen each other or at least each other’s names at the district bee, since I got to mine (and won).
Over the summer, we moved. We didn’t move far, just to a different neighborhood. I’m happy about it; the yard is amazing. Each day you can just see so many more fascinating bugs and birds and, when it isn’t too cold, as many green anoles as you could wish for! Interestingly, I now go to the school that the acquaintance may go to as well. I say may because he did in 6th grade, at least, but I haven’t seen him. I’ll find out soon, though; there’ll be another spelling bee. I’ve seen other people I know from before as well; they’re all friendly, even the one who wasn’t before.
On my father’s side, I’m Hispanic (although I certainly don’t look like it) and French-Canadian. Apparently, I’m also 1/32 Cherokee, which I think is cool if not significant enough to matter. On my mother’s side, I’m German and English. Interestingly, I have Cherokee ties on both sides of the family; my German great-grandmother worked on a Cherokee reservation. This was quite unusual for women at the time (They didn’t normally work at all, really, let alone at something like that), but she did it anyway. From what I’ve heard, she was also extremely kind. My maternal grandmother wrote a poem about her. It’s beautiful.
My ancestry is Chinese. I was born in South Dakota. I’ve lived in California for most of my life.
Grew up in east Texas in a town obsessed with football. Am Jewish and Japanese. Live in Ohio. Parents live in New Mexico now, so I consider that and Berkeley, CA (where all the extended family is) as somewhat my home.
california and california / japanese and irish/english/french-german (alsace-lorraine!)
Ethnically half-Indian, half-Jewish; born in New Zealand, lives in California?
Birth, Current Residence: Vienna, Austria
Ethnicity: Irish, Austrian (probably with some Hungarian and Slovenian mixed in but I never really bothered with that sort of thing)
My ancestry is basically entirely Germanic if you go back far enough, far enough being around four generations. Two of my grandparents were born in Germany, one was born in Austria, and the fourth was born here but her grandparents were from Europe (possibly Poland).
I was born in New Jersey, but I moved to Wyoming when I was two months old. I lived there until I was four, at which point I moved to NC. I’ve been here around thirteen and a half years now, so I definitely feel like I’m from North Carolina.
Half Jewish, one eighth Irish, one eighth Scottish, three-sixteenths Hungarian, one-sixteenth Prussian. Born and live in the Bay Area.
One-quarter Irish, one-quarter Italian, one-half German.
Born in Virginia Beach and moved to NC at the age of two-ish. I’ve lived there ever since. We moved once, from our rental house to our present house, but I was around three so I don’t remember much. (I do remember going to look at our present house for sale, though; there were lots of kids there, watching TV with a small television plugged into the wall where our sofa is now.)
Place of birth: England
Place of residence: Delaware
Ethnicity: Half Chinese/Half Irish.. I never know what to mark on standardized tests. Other just seems too… boring. One time I marked Pacific Islander just for fun.
Really? One of my friends when I was little was half Chinese and half Irish. You didn’t happen to live in central Texas at any time in between England and Delaware, right?
If they let you mark more than one circle, I mark both. If not, I do other (or I leave it blank, as one teacher told me to do once).
I’m a Mainer, born and raised, though my parents came from Massachusetts and Rhode Island. I’m one quarter Armenian. I have Scottish and Irish ancestors, and a bit of Native American blood. My relatives on my father’s mother’s side were one of the first families to settle in Maine. From what I can tell, they were English. Basically, I’m a mishmash.
Oh look, I didn’t answer my own question.
I was born in Hong Kong and I’ve lived here for basically my entire life, except for one year in London when I was one or two.
I’m half-English and half-(Han)Chinese (my father is from England and my mother is from Guangdong). You could call me Eurasian!
I’m part Irish, part German, and part I-don’t know what.
I’ve lived in a small town in Eastern Oregon all my life.
WHITE AND NERDY I’M JUST TOO WHITE AND NERDY REALLY REALLY WHITE AND NERDYHalf Canadian, half Australian, some small percentage British, live in California.Yo, I know pi to a thousand places.
Born in New York, currently located in Georgia. Ethnicity:
How far back do you want me to go?Arab on my dad’s side, random Caucasian mix on my mom’s. More specifically includes things like Palestinian, Kurdish Turkish, German, English, and Welsh.If you could wear any kind of hat, what would it be?
I think a beret. Berets are cool.
A FEZ
wait better- a fez wearing a bowtie.
A duct tape fedora.
You stole mine, Ooba!
A fez, I suppose. Or a top hat!
Oh my God, he’s wearing a fez/ oh my God, he’s wearing a fez/ oh my God, he’s wearing a fez…
I have done the duct tape fez + origami bowtie once. And I acquired a mop at some point during that day…insanity ensued.
Serendipity, my friend.
http: //www. cafepress.com/+water_bear_trucker_hat,305956859
…I’m really sorry if this is not allowed, but it really seemed like something that would be better shown than told.
Fedora – if only because it looks awesome and a lot of the people I hang out with have started doing it too.
Fedora. Or bowler.
“Hat” excludes helmets, I presume, so I’ll say the first kind of headwear I ever fangirled over and now own, a blue baseball cap with the logo of an underwater expedition on it, a-la Robert Ballard.
One of those HPB hats from Musery Loves Company.
David Tennant or Matt Smith?
…David Tennant as an actor, Matt Smith as a Doctor. It’s a kind of strange answer, but I think that this is one of the problems that people run into in Doctor arguments in my experience. I think that David Tennant is a fantastic actor (I mean, have you seen his Shakespeare stuff?) but I prefer the goofier and more alien Doctor, so I think that Matt Smith was better casted.
Tennant. All the way.
David Tennant.
DAVID TENNNNNANT
I am a dedicated Tennant fan. I don’t mind Matt Smith, and I’ve even grown used to him. Still, I think that David Tennant was bettter. I liked the episodes Steven Moffat did when Ten was around, and some of the season six stuff, but I feel like Eleven is kind of incompetent and some of season six was rather…childish, I suppose; it seems like Moffat was repeating himself with all the stuff that wasn’t the River plot. When the main plot is not an arch that basically builds up subtly over the season and reaches its climax in the last few episodes, you can’t just stick in some episodes that don’t really have to do with anything and expect it to be ok.
Eleven seems less alien to me than the tenth, for whatever reason. I think it’s because he doesn’t seem to have as much knowledge as Ten, and he seems kind of clownlike. I mean, of course he has some good aspects, but my god, he is a 900 year old Time Lord and he should have a bit more common sense than he seems to. More so in season five than season six, but there’s still a little bit of idioticness going on there. Also there’s more silliness than there used to be. Yes, let’s go have custard and fish fingers.
And the new TARDIS and the new sonic screwdriver are just tacky, in my opinion. The interior of the TARDIS doesn’t have any of the homey feel to me to that it did before. It seems like everything is futuristicasized and moderned and streamlined a bit more, and it’s lost some of the simple beauty that used to be Doctor Who.
Ye Gods. Um, that was my inner rabid fangirl snarling and clawing her way out. Please disregard this and run; I could rant for hours.
So could I, but you completely summarized all my thoughts.
Peter Davison
Christopher Eccleston.
(but out of those two, David Tennant to do naughty things / have tea with, Matt Smith as the doctor)
Tennant. By a little bit. But I love Matt Smith too.
DAVID TENNANT
Matt Smith is more geared to the younger audiences, I think. He needs to have a bit more common sense.
Matthew Smith. I think he’s more dignified, and he acts more like an alien (which I like). Also, I think Tennant acted a bit too sexy. He was/is very attractive, and he knew it, and he knew it all over the place, which seemed incongruous to me. (I like Ten. But I’m not as fond of him as Nine and Eleven.)
But! Christopher Eccleston was my first Doctor. I watched his run without any other ideas of what The Doctor should be like, so he could do no wrong. So, he’s perhaps my fave. He’s certainly my standard for other portrayals.
I think that so much of it depends on which Doctor you watch first, because it sets up your expectations for what he should be like.
Yes. I also think that preference is influenced by whoever the current or impending Doctor is at the time of introduction. I watched New Who between August and November, knowing that Smith is current. Getting caught up meant reaching his run–so Eleven was the goal; it’s hard to not be at least accepting of achieved goals.
Well, you see, people assume the debate about the two Doctors is a simple matter of who’s better and who’s worse, but actually, from a non-subjective, non-linear perspective, it’s more like a big ball of wibbly-wobbly…Doctory Woctory…stuff.
Sorry, couldn’t resist. I’d have to say TENnant though.
There is a cavern, somewhere in the world. A glorious cavern filled with all manner of marvels both magical and mechanical, brimming with gold and jewels. You have been given the opportunity to take one thing and one thing only from this cave. What do you take?
The TARDIS.
Contentment in the knowledge that these wonders exist
You realize you could have that and a treasure, right?
But then I’d always feel discontent that I didn’t take (other treasure here)
Then take one thing that will allow you to take more things. Loopholes, Enc, loopholes!
Isn’t that better than discontent that you didn’t take any of them?
*motherly pride*
Now all I can think of is Piggy saying “SON I AM DISAPPOINT.”
A map to the cave, so everyone can come and share. (Assuming they are also only allowed to take one thing. I don’t want to be responsible for starting a global war.)
I like this idea.
It’s sort of like a magic lamp, except it’s able to grant things like omniscience that my head!canon’s djinn can’t.
An Amazon Bonfire. (like a Kindle, but with full L-space access, allowing me to acquire books from throughout the past, present and future, as well as books that might have been published but weren’t)
Mm, probably a TARDIS.
I’m going with what CO and Rainbow said.
The Necronomicon.
Leave it to an MBer to take a book.
I took EVERY book.
I did that once. Now I have to give them away.
Me, too (not always the physical copies, but omniscience involves knowing what’s in every book, plus all background info and author interviews and things) and all fan merchandise that I want! More importantly, I’ll actually finish reading it instantly rather than dying first!
That’s a good point, but you’ll never be able to start a book without knowing how it ends. That alone would make me decline omniscience.
“Only your friends steal your books.”
-French philosopher Voltaire
P.S. I’d take a very special, particularly peculiar spaceship. Not the TARDIS, though. The one I have in mind doesn’t time-travel – it doesn’t need to.
The Spaceship of the Imagination?
A genie. Recursion time!
contentment. I don’t know what it would look like, but I’d take it anyway.
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! *runs away*
Kiwimuncher seems a bit tightly wound today.
Checked out the IP address, did you? Ah, the wonders of GAPAly powers.
Didn’t even need the IP, actually.
False accusations I tell you!
I’m confused…
Same here.
See post 85 from from “Deranged Hermit” and Robert’s reply. Robert is saying that Deranged Hermit is Kiwimuncher, and Kiwi is refuting these charges.
Not refuting them — just denying them.
Yes, I saw that post. Mostly I’m confused as to why Kiwimuncher is behaving this way. Oldbies are supposed to be calm and mature, right?
Oldbies are allowed to have a bit of fun, eh? Our kiwimuncher is inclined to healthy bouts of exuberance, shall we say.
Well, denying it isn’t healthy…
I took that as part of the game.
…I’m more confused as to why they’re all so sure that this person is Kiwimuncher. Where is this obvious evidence, and why can’t I see it?
GAPAs can see IP addresses and emails; also going by indirect evidence from an established posting pattern and a little extra bit of insider knowledge.
You mean you aren’t psychic?
We aren’t, although one of us has a highly reliable imagination.
…Only one of you?
One in particular. The topic pops up every now and then.
Well, if (let’s call en PsuedoKiwi, or SudoKiwi for short) wanted that new random avatar, all they had to do was change their email address to one not yet linked with Gravatar, right? Now, theoretically, the blog software should allow you to punch in the IPs of both of our Kiwis and compare the general location. You’ve probably already done this, because you’re the GAPAs.
I, for one, am waiting for Kiwimuncher’s reply to all of these things here.
Does it matter? I think it’s better for the Deranged Hermit to be a pseudonymous Muser exuberating than an anonymous troll trying to annoy us.
My recommendation: call off the bloodhounds and resume polling.
I concur; I don’t see why anyone would try to make a fuss about this.
Kiwi is my kindred spirit in craziness.
Wait. I just realized that I don’t act crazy on MB anymore. This is really strange.
Actually wait I do have random outbursts about DAVID TENNANT. But that’s about it.
WHY AM I NOT CRAZY ANYMORE. Have I changed that much??? HOW IS THIS HAPPENING? I NEED FRIENDS—–MAYBE I NEED TO BE TRUER TO MY CRAZY SELF TO MAKE FRIENDS STOP TRYING TO BE COOL
MUAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHA!!!! I’VE JUST SNAPPED!!! I LOVE THE WORLD!!!! TEE HEE HEE
Seriously I am crazy. Just look on the Round Robin Smiley thread. Or anything before my spirit was stifled by college applications.
This is becoming tedious. It would have been simpler to zap the Hermit’s posts without moderating them, but there was nothing really wrong with them apart from being anomalous. We’re not anti-anomaly.
What a dull place this would be if you were.
I think so.
I’m inclined to agree with Robert–unless you have any siblings/other people you live with who might post those? But really, that just doesn’t sound like what you’d say if you hadn’t really posted those comments…
It’s possible that the Deranged Hermit is an oldbie who reached the edge of the Blot and peered into the woven void rippling with space squids, and exposure to the squid ink fragmented en’s mind and made en become a screaming deranged hermit.
and I have been watching too much Firefly and should really go to bed now, but I have the light from my lamp to keep me awake … and it’s all bendy … they shine like … tiny angels … *thud*
Sounds like a reasonable theory to me.
Angels? *holds eyes open and backs away slowly*
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! *runs away again*
May I join you?
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
…there. Thank you.
May I request that the Deranged Hermit and any other followers insert spaces into their mindless screaming so that the page doesn’t get all scrolled over?