On this date in 1542, Mary Stuart became Mary Queen of Scots. And then there was a thing with an assassination attempt and being locked in the tower and a long brutal struggle between Catholics and Protestants and I TOO CAN COMMAND THE WIND SIR and then she mixed tomato juice and vodka? Wait, that was her second cousin? First cousin once removed? And what's up with the whole 'saying her name to a mirror' angle to the whole thing?
Oh, also on this date in 1819, Alabama became the 22nd United State. So maybe there's a connection there? And where did they get the tomato juice? And who made the mirrors??
No matter. There's a lot to get to today.
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Ridiculous Product of the Week (NEW FEATURE!? zOMG!)
IBEater Rebecca passes along this bit o' knowledge:
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Thunderbird thinks this message is junk. I won't even tell you what Outlook said about it; the 2007 version is all sorts of uppity. The email program that pretends your email is an airplane coming in for landing thinks it's totally cool tho.
http://gizmodo.com/gadgets/email-software/3d-mailbox-level-2-now-includes-airport-sim-312382.php "
That. Is. Ridiculous. And not even like 'cool ridiculous' just like 'straight diculous.' You don't even have to do it twice. Wow.
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Correspondence of the Weak!
IBEater Deena reads Mark Trail:
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Hey... I found some rather large rabbit droppings outside of my door this morning and trailing down my steps were smallish footstep-like puddles with bit of fur, twigs and what seemed like a thick watery substance... What do you make of that?"
Hmm. I don't know, but I don't like the sound of it. Let me just make sure... yep. All my windows are tightly sealed. The doorways are heavily barricaded. The flue is welded shut. My compound sits on a concrete slab 30 feet thick. There's absolutely no way any sort of leporid to get in here. Unless it's ALREADY in here. And we both know that's impossible.
IBEater Adam seeks the ship of his fellows:
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Any IBEaters staying in New York for Christmas? Perhaps we can all get together and make a hardly-instant-but certainly-well-cooked breakfast? Dave, you're invited."
Well, thanks! But I won't be around. However, I'm putting the word out: anybody around and looking for something to do?
IBEater Slaney Chadwick Ross has had her world shaken by the truth. LITERALLY.
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Work-Study Dane is real? I thought he was a figment of Deena's imagination, invented in a time of considerable emotional stress."
Hmm. IBEater Workstudy Dane? Dane? Dane? Dane? Anyone? Dane?
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I do have a test today. that wasn't [alfalfa]. It's on European socialism. I mean, really, what's the point? I'm not European. I don't plan on being European. So who cares if they're socialists? They could be fascist anarchists. It still doesn't change the fact that I don't own a car.
I think that quote explains everything abut Human Rights Day...."
Well... either Workstudy Dane exists or Deena is going to a lot of effort to keep up the charade.
IBEater Rory wants me to give him his name:
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I'm wondering why an email that a) asks explicitly not to be in CotW is and b) how an email that so graphically depicts the runs is more acceptable than mine about [being attracted] to mosaic.
Rory Chaduhwick Sher"
That is an absolutely fair question. To which the only obvious answer is: yeah, well, shut up.
IBEater SAnderson (may I call you SAnderson?) may win the Crappy World History Class Experience Award:
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did your world history teacher blast "we didn't start the fire" every morning before class because it was "historical"? mine did."
Oh, no. So what you're saying is, you don't know about anything pre-1949, but you do know a lot about Brando, The King and I, and The Catcher in the Rye?
IBEater Jesse calmly inquires:
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Isn't that the name of an album by The Offspring – Nativeamericana? I think it's the one that came out after Ixnay On The Edray Hombre...."
According to AMG, they do have an album called Americana. On which, I presume, they sing of those creepy little ceramic figurines and warm pie crust, or something. As opposed to singing about longhouses and the newest maize crop.
IBEater Jonesy knows a thing or seventeen:
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Exams are over
Caroline is done, hooray
New York, here I come!"
Well done! Congratulations! PSST! WHAT'S THE ANSWER TO NUMBER FOUR?
IBEater My Brother wants to know who this Freud is. Is he a passenger?:
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I once tried to say "shareware author" and it came out "Shakespeare"."
That's very lasagna. I mean, good. Forget this whole thing ever happened.
IBEater Albert Albert Albert Albert Albert:
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Only now do I really understand how disturbed Malkovich must have felt when he went into that Malkovich portal."
Albert Albert Albert Albert Albert. Albert. Albert? Albert?
IBEater Jesse makes what I presume is a computer joke:
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So what you're telling us is that the story of Pope Celestine V is a rather basic one?
::snare drum, snare drum, high-hat::"
No. I mean, yes. Yes and no. Of course (not). Ahem. I don't know what this means.
IBEater My Brother makes what I am certain is a computer joke, although I still don't get it:
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I'm enough of a programming geek to have tried to figure out where your unterminated string constant ended ("Tack on an extra "V" for "Virtue!"...") Apparently your parenthetical quote of Celestine contains a right parenthesis, several newlines, a string of asterisks, and everything up to the utterance AAUGH! Not sure how to pronounce all that.
The AAUGH!, though, leads me to conclude that you hate unterminated string literals as much as I do.
Still don't know who you're quoting on the other side of AAUGH, though. Oh, and your message isn't compiling. Just thought you should know."
- Josh
P.S. Two strings slither into a bar. One of them says "Hi, I'd like a beer9 asdfhofehweooqoeiohfofbuo23i3h9 3 rwae hfewf3grfweohifasdfdasdf". The other says, "You must excuse my friend, he's not null-terminated."
P.S. I'll sell you a double quote for five dollars!"
Oh. So, um, what you're saying is that I forgot a quotation mark? And also, YOU'RE A TOTAL NERD! BUUUUUURN! Ahem. See you Tuesday.
And on that note. IBEater The Other Meg takes you into the weekend. Have a good one. Back on Monday. OH YEAH.
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Funny that you should address someone as IV, because I was JUST telling someone TODAY about a guy I knew with that name!
see, a coworker came in my office and saw a picture of my family, asked their names, then asked if Trey was short for something (yes, we've been over the Gustave bit).
I mentioned that Trey is one of those functional nicknames, as is Trip, for indicating the 3rd of something.
"oh," said my coworker.
"yep," I said.
Then I told her about a guy I briefly knew (by that I mean met out a few times and brought to my senior year prom) named "Ivy." At least that's what I thought his name was. I had only been verbally introduced to him, so I just assumed the kids name was spelled how it is pronounced: Ivy. I should have asked for clarification, since I am a spelling stickler, but I didn't. After all, I knew the kid through a guy named Monte and another guy named Rand, so who was I to say that Ivy was a weird name??
So, it wasn't until college, when my friend's boyfriend and I were reminiscing about New Orleans, that I find out that Ivy Mouledoux is Taylor Mouledoux's cousin!! Who'da thought??? Believe it or not, Mouledoux is a common name in Louisiana! Anyhow, Taylor goes onto tease me about taking his cousin (who he referred to as 4-boy) to prom. Then he explained that IV or Ivy or "the symbol representing meg's prom date" was actually the 4th in a line of (blank) Mouledoux's. And there I've gone and forgotten his real name!
Anyway. IV. It's real and out there!