February 8, 2008
On this date in 1726, the Supreme Privy Council was established in Russia. They had the absolute best outdoor bathroom ever.
THAT'S IT FOR HISTORY. There's so much correspondence and time is of the essence!
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Correspondence of the Phat
Let's learn why calling Mardi Gras "Some Flapjack Day" can be fun for everyone!
IBEater D-Lo's email that started the whole thing:
"Though I know it may SEEM less important than the future of our country, I think the New Orleans contingent of IB ( which is quite large) feels a little slighted, nay, ostracized even, that you did not acknowledge that today happens to be Mardi Gras. Let beads, revelry, grownups dressed in outlandish costumes, and warm weather pervade the land!"
And then she suggested what should be eaten on Phat Tuesday in place of flapjacks:
"um....as much as I enjoy a good flapjack, I think that is a tradition unique to the McGee clan.
King cake, red beans and rice, gumbo, jambalaya, crawfish, poboys....these are the foods usually used to celebrate "The Gras"."
IBEater The Other Meg has some other food suggestions:
"now this is serious. i've celebrated mardi gras for 24 years.... and I don't think flapjacks have ever been a part of that. beignets- maybe, kingcakes- of course, but pancakes??? not so much....
IBEater Owen was certainly confused by the mix-up, and also out of his mind:
"Hey, David. Would you care to explain that flapjack joke? It doesn't make any sense to me. AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!!! BOOGERS!"
Well, not any more.
But then in came IBEater Ronnie with a Wiki link to settle the debate:
"No flap, Jack, it's Shrove Tuesday http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Shrove_Tuesday and you missed it, but you can still catch some fine no-SHT (no Shrove Tuesday—mind out of the gutter please) Vegan pancakes at Curly's & pretend that it's Pancake day if you have a mind to"
I have half a mind too. Or at least I have half a mind.
Or, as IBEater Slaney puts it:
"Shrove Tuesday. That's why it's "flapjack day," or, in the parlance of our time, PANCAKE Day. Who calls them flapjacks? As for why - I'm pretty sure it has something to do with the Jews. Or you know, the Catholics."
Nah. Pretty sure this one's all Protestants.
Anyway, on to other topics.
Correspondence of the Weak
IBEater My Mother is the awesomest:
"I think I'm speaking for every IBEater (at least those living in Pacific Standard Time) when I say that CotW makes it easier/worth getting up on Fridays. Better than any alarm clock! And, on an even more personal note, when did Heigh Ho Cherry-O drop from your list of favorite board games?"
Thanks, Mom! And in like, oh, 1988? No, 2006. It was definitely '06.
IBEater Jason don't tread on me:
"Sadly I can't obey your edict to vote. Not only am I taxed without representation, but I don't even get to submit my fake vote in the presidential practice voting session because I like to be registered as an independent. Damn you electoral college, damn you!!"
Years ago, IBEater My Brother suggested that it might not be a bad idea to register for the major party that holds the views you find most repugnant, so that you might be able to vote in their primary to try to choose the least repugnant of the repugnant options. Might be worth a shot. Q: How many times can you fit repugnant into one answer? A: Four. Wait, three.
IBEater Rory:
"I think you should have more illustrations included in the IB. Because I for one can't read. It's actually a miracle of probability that I'm able to write this."
--+++;;;__==!!'?'?<><<<<<@@++:)
IBEater Andy wears a huge wig all the time:
"holy crap... something wicked is this way coming in an infiniti. that is dead-on jonathan pryce."
Yeah, what's going on with that? I think we have to consider the possibility that Jonathan Pryce is actually King Charles II REINCARNATED. Wait, probably not. BUT MAYBE?
IBEater Alex likes horrible DragonEagles or whatever they are:
"I still think the Albanian flag in all its terrifying glory takes the cake."
For sheer terror, sure. But for coolness and whimsy I think it's the Sami vs. the Seychelles.
IBEater Not-Workstudy Dane just can't get it out of his head:
"I fear that the bright colors will leave the Sami flag imprinted on my eyes."
A flag really should do one of two things in my opinion: terrify, or blind. Otherwise, it's just a big old waste of cloth. Betsy Ross was a hack.
And IBEater My Brother has one last flag-related point:
"Doesn't that flag look like one of those colorplates in a psychology text that tells you the wheel will start spinning or something if you stare at it for thirty seconds?"
Yes. Did it... not start spinning when you looked at it? It did when I looked at it... and now... I HAVE TO KILL THE PRIME MINISTER OF MALAYSIA!
IBEater My Brother will also take you into the weekend, with the longest math joke ever. I hope you enjoy it 4/9ths as much as I did. And to the three of you disappointed that I did not really have an audition to be a morning talk show host: I'm sorry to get your hopes up. Let us all dream for tomorrow. For one day I shall rule the world. Don't unsubscribe next week, OK? Everything will work out.
Bye.
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They're still counting bodies from THE GREAT e-DAY MASSACRE OF 1828. Apparently, the killings started a little before 6:30 p.m., and continued to compound, continuously, until everyone was DEAD, or at least until this joke got old.
Being a math nerd is integral to understanding the e-Day joke appropriately. Oddly, the joke is still "e-Day" after that step.
Sorry, I'll stop now.
THAT'S IT FOR HISTORY. There's so much correspondence and time is of the essence!
*****
Correspondence of the Phat
Let's learn why calling Mardi Gras "Some Flapjack Day" can be fun for everyone!
IBEater D-Lo's email that started the whole thing:
"Though I know it may SEEM less important than the future of our country, I think the New Orleans contingent of IB ( which is quite large) feels a little slighted, nay, ostracized even, that you did not acknowledge that today happens to be Mardi Gras. Let beads, revelry, grownups dressed in outlandish costumes, and warm weather pervade the land!"
And then she suggested what should be eaten on Phat Tuesday in place of flapjacks:
"um....as much as I enjoy a good flapjack, I think that is a tradition unique to the McGee clan.
King cake, red beans and rice, gumbo, jambalaya, crawfish, poboys....these are the foods usually used to celebrate "The Gras"."
IBEater The Other Meg has some other food suggestions:
"now this is serious. i've celebrated mardi gras for 24 years.... and I don't think flapjacks have ever been a part of that. beignets- maybe, kingcakes- of course, but pancakes??? not so much....
let me know if you need any more information on the best holiday ever."
I need one more bit of information: what the heck is a kingcake? Now y'all are just making stuff up.IBEater Owen was certainly confused by the mix-up, and also out of his mind:
"Hey, David. Would you care to explain that flapjack joke? It doesn't make any sense to me. AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!!! BOOGERS!"
Well, not any more.
But then in came IBEater Ronnie with a Wiki link to settle the debate:
"No flap, Jack, it's Shrove Tuesday http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki
I have half a mind too. Or at least I have half a mind.
Or, as IBEater Slaney puts it:
"Shrove Tuesday. That's why it's "flapjack day," or, in the parlance of our time, PANCAKE Day. Who calls them flapjacks? As for why - I'm pretty sure it has something to do with the Jews. Or you know, the Catholics."
Nah. Pretty sure this one's all Protestants.
Anyway, on to other topics.
Correspondence of the Weak
IBEater My Mother is the awesomest:
"I think I'm speaking for every IBEater (at least those living in Pacific Standard Time) when I say that CotW makes it easier/worth getting up on Fridays. Better than any alarm clock! And, on an even more personal note, when did Heigh Ho Cherry-O drop from your list of favorite board games?"
Thanks, Mom! And in like, oh, 1988? No, 2006. It was definitely '06.
IBEater Jason don't tread on me:
"Sadly I can't obey your edict to vote. Not only am I taxed without representation, but I don't even get to submit my fake vote in the presidential practice voting session because I like to be registered as an independent. Damn you electoral college, damn you!!"
Years ago, IBEater My Brother suggested that it might not be a bad idea to register for the major party that holds the views you find most repugnant, so that you might be able to vote in their primary to try to choose the least repugnant of the repugnant options. Might be worth a shot. Q: How many times can you fit repugnant into one answer? A: Four. Wait, three.
IBEater Rory:
"I think you should have more illustrations included in the IB. Because I for one can't read. It's actually a miracle of probability that I'm able to write this."
--+++;;;__==!!'?'?<><<<<<@@++:)
IBEater Andy wears a huge wig all the time:
"holy crap... something wicked is this way coming in an infiniti. that is dead-on jonathan pryce."
Yeah, what's going on with that? I think we have to consider the possibility that Jonathan Pryce is actually King Charles II REINCARNATED. Wait, probably not. BUT MAYBE?
IBEater Alex likes horrible DragonEagles or whatever they are:
"I still think the Albanian flag in all its terrifying glory takes the cake."
For sheer terror, sure. But for coolness and whimsy I think it's the Sami vs. the Seychelles.
IBEater Not-Workstudy Dane just can't get it out of his head:
"I fear that the bright colors will leave the Sami flag imprinted on my eyes."
A flag really should do one of two things in my opinion: terrify, or blind. Otherwise, it's just a big old waste of cloth. Betsy Ross was a hack.
And IBEater My Brother has one last flag-related point:
"Doesn't that flag look like one of those colorplates in a psychology text that tells you the wheel will start spinning or something if you stare at it for thirty seconds?"
Yes. Did it... not start spinning when you looked at it? It did when I looked at it... and now... I HAVE TO KILL THE PRIME MINISTER OF MALAYSIA!
IBEater My Brother will also take you into the weekend, with the longest math joke ever. I hope you enjoy it 4/9ths as much as I did. And to the three of you disappointed that I did not really have an audition to be a morning talk show host: I'm sorry to get your hopes up. Let us all dream for tomorrow. For one day I shall rule the world. Don't unsubscribe next week, OK? Everything will work out.
Bye.
*****
Unsubscribe Information
They're still counting bodies from THE GREAT e-DAY MASSACRE OF 1828. Apparently, the killings started a little before 6:30 p.m., and continued to compound, continuously, until everyone was DEAD, or at least until this joke got old.
Being a math nerd is integral to understanding the e-Day joke appropriately. Oddly, the joke is still "e-Day" after that step.
Sorry, I'll stop now.
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