YOU are?! *smear cheesed-off look all round thread* You should try it from MY end... *scowl*
*seek first target for directidious insultingums specificuss and drop gaze straight off end of anniet nose*
David. Didn't recognise you for a moment... you know... without your shirt... How nice of you to drop in. I see fame hasn't stopped you polluting the thread...
When I'm at work (which is usually the case on the Einstein boards) I'm wearing a shirt of one of a few colors: blue (happens to be today's), red, green, "sage," or green. I used to wear orange every Friday because the school colors are orange and blue and I always wear blue jeans, but my orange shirt got some mysterious black spots on it. I treated the spots over and over again, and they faded to the point where I was comfortable wearing it last week when all the staff were supposed to wear orange while each year's students wore a different color (it was Spring Week). I'm not planning to get back in the habit of wearing it, though. (And yes, I said green twice. I have two green shirts. I also have two red ones, but one has a small hole near the pocket, so I don't wear it to work. I also have two blue ones, but I reserve the other one for super special occasions.) When I'm at home, I'm usually not wearing any shirt (or anything else at all).
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Am I mostly looking at people in the correct century?
What kind of question do you call that? *curl lip using hair pin* Who is having doubts? Them, or you? Do any of you have convincing proof? Do any of them even claim to be in the wrong one, or is it one of your "funny feelings"? Can anyone other than yourself see these people? No. I thought not.
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You said some 300 years after Joan of Arc. She having lived in the early 1400s, I've been looking for people born in the 1700s.
You've done the maths haven't you? Well then... that's precisely where they'll be. And where they stayed.
Ah hah. Someone born on Christmas day in either 1702, 1724, 1730, 1752, 1758, or 1780, and who also died in the 1700s.
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*totter delicately to chaise longue and recline daintily*
How did you do it? Shove things up one nostril thinking it would emerge from the other...
"It said that was the sort of remark that really gets up a body's left nostril, and so we left it at that. It will probably get custody of my forename, Pizpot. My name is Pizpot Gargravar."
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*mobilise anniet's very own lizard-nictitating-devices on side and back of head* excuse me... are you going somewhere ...? *fix Mike and MAGIC with piercing gaze, test with spirit level, and adjust angle of head*
But I haven't said hello to you yet...
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*sweep scathing blink round thread* ... and I STILL haven't finished perusing them... basically... because they got so dull so quickly it suddenly became much more imperatively urgent to tumble backwards down the stairs and break my collarbone. Yes.
Oh good God, Annie. Stop doing things like that to yourself.
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It seemed a shame to waste the event on just a few bruises... but I REALLY wish I had now...
So do I. So do we all.
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*burst into anniettears* because I wasn't made to be right handed.
Oh. Well no wonder then.
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I really really wasn't and it's making me... well... YOU SAW WHAT IT'S MAKING ME!!!!
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I will be back... but de-gobbledygooking what is coming out of my keyboard is driving me CRAZY ... so you may very well NOT WANT to be...
I truly appreciate that you make the effort. I have an online friend (from Usenet days, long before Facebook) whose job is proofreader but who lets her fingers do pretty much random stuff on her personal keyboard and refuses to de-gobbledygook it, often leaving it completely incomprehensible.
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I miss Annie... :-(
Yeah well so do I!!
I think that makes it unanimous, then.
David
Miserable old git
Patiently waiting for the asteroid with my name on it.
That made me think of one of the Tom Clancy ( may he rest in peace ) novels where the National Stupidity Agency was listening in to every phone call in South America, looking for a lead by picking out keywords via software. I suppose if I said :
"I really want to eliminate the rats in the kitchen bin at the kindergarten, because as the president of their hygiene subcommittee I feel compelled to do so. By God I get annoyed with those dirty rodents. It is my duty to kill all of them for the safety of the children. I think there are some in the cabinet as well, the one where the crayons are kept. Will I see you later on this week?"
.... then that wouldn't trigger for any trouble for me, would it ? :=)
[ looks out window for black helicopters ]
Was that Phil who snuck in ?
Cheers, Mike.
I have made this letter longer than usual because I lack the time to make it shorter ...
... and my other CPU is a Ryzen 5950X :-) Blaise Pascal
They initially called the uranium for weapons 'tube alloy', a British invented term I think. When it was realised it could give a chain reaction, and thus be weaponised, there was a scramble to get all they could lay their hands on from around the world. At first it was stored in warehouses at the docks, and for the US most of it around Manhattan. So 'Manhattan District' became a code phrase as in eg. "We should look at the tube alloy in the Manhattan District". Later on it was decided to just use pretty meaningless names assigned randomly to secret activities. For instance one series of nuclear tests was called "Upshot Knothole", which makes me squirm in my chair for some reason ! :-)
@Phil : sorry, yes you lurk. My son is 6'5" and so he looms. I really look up to him these days. We sometimes use him for shade.
@Annie : I feel there is a genuine difficulty if one uses Thine Royal Family as a base case for discussing sanity issues.
Cheers, Mike.
I have made this letter longer than usual because I lack the time to make it shorter ...
... and my other CPU is a Ryzen 5950X :-) Blaise Pascal
Hanford Washington is on the east side of my State.
And when the wife takes me on shopping trips there is always a short female asking me to reach up and grab what she wants that is on the top shelf several feet higher than they can reach (last trip was 10 large bottles of Canada Dry Ginger Ale) .........something us 6ft 5in guys has happening quite often
When I'm at work (which is usually the case on the Einstein boards) I'm wearing a shirt of one of a few colors: blue (happens to be today's), red, green, "sage," or green. I used to wear orange every Friday because the school colors are orange and blue and I always wear blue jeans, but my orange shirt got some mysterious black spots on it. I treated the spots over and over again, and they faded to the point where I was comfortable wearing it last week when all the staff were supposed to wear orange while each year's students wore a different color (it was Spring Week). I'm not planning to get back in the habit of wearing it, though. (And yes, I said green twice. I have two green shirts. I also have two red ones, but one has a small hole near the pocket, so I don't wear it to work. I also have two blue ones, but I reserve the other one for super special occasions.) When I'm at home, I'm usually not wearing any shirt (or anything else at all).
[/super special DIY trepanning job and install icepacks on several new holes in anniet's head;*]
Have you considered sending that to The Grand Masonic Order of Athiests, David? *Long blink*
I only ask because it truly is the finest test of disbelief I think I have ever come across. The simplest reason I can think of for it possibly being rejected as a membership screening method, would be if all the existing masons were driven back into the arms of a deity begging to be granted a swift end under any circumstances.
For the handful of earth's inhabitants that make it through to the end and manage to make a start on decoding the colours...
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When I'm at work (which is usually the case on the Einstein boards) I'm wearing a shirt of one of a few colors: blue (happens to be today's), red, green, "sage" or green. I used to wear orange every Friday because the school colors are orange and blue and I always wearblue jeans, but my orange shirt got some mysterious black spots on it. I treated the spots over and over again, and they faded to the point where I was comfortable wearing it last week when all the staff were supposed to wear orange while each year's students wore a different color (it was Spring Week). I'm not planning to get back in the habit of wearing it, though. (And yes, I said green twice. I have two green shirts. I also have two red ones, but one has a small hole near the pocket, so I don't wear it to work. I also have two blue ones, but I reserve the other one for super special occasions.) When I'm at home, I'm usually not wearing any shirt (or anything else at all).
...is where I decided to stop... in part because any further drilling into my skull - to release the demons you put in there - might cause the whole edifice that is my head to fall apart. I hope you don't mind that I really don't care if you mind because I took the liberty of using the same method with these words of yours too...
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I truly appreciate that you make the effort. I have an online friend (from Usenet days, long before Facebook) whose job is proofreader but who lets her fingers do pretty much random stuff on her personal keyboard and refuses to de-gobbledygook it, often leaving it completely incomprehensible.
...mainly due to their incongruous semblance of kindness.
Following so hotly on the heels of your highly insulting reference to my lefthandedness... which unfortunately made me laugh so much it nearly cheered me up enough to start being nice to you all again... I am SO GLAD I DIDN'T *dark stare of doom into all four corners of thread at once* ...
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I truly appreciate that you make the effort. I have an online friend (from Usenet days, long before Facebook) whose job is proofreader but who lets her fingers do pretty much random stuff on her personal keyboard and refuses to de-gobbledygook it, often leaving it completely incomprehensible.
...
*flip nose disdainfully in air and see where it lands*
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Mike...
I was unaware that you had plans in place to Manufacture Plutonium ?
*brighten up - marginally* You mean he could blow something up...
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If it was anyone but you (Anniet - Phil - Scott Etc. ) I'd be worried !
Ohhhhhh... that's comforting *scribble utterly illegible note in little black book... for evidence* May I enquire as to how, out of a choice of mere billions, we made your short list? *cool eyes in fridge for later use* Just one "Upshot Knothole" at him as he's "doing" a space lift and his oopsy-I'm-suddenly-quite-a-lot-upside-downsey-under-my-chair mission could be it.
Perhaps when we're all in little pieces, *cast distempered eyes at einsteinians* would be the time to think again...
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There I was, minding my own business, then SOMEBODY had to drag my name into it.
*flare wild nostrils at Phil - because it's not safe to do so at Bill*
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.... Gives Bill a sly smirk, brushes plutonium shavings from shirt, then returns to the milling machine
........milling machine... yeah right... you'll see... you'll ALL see...
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@Annie : I feel there is a genuine difficulty if one uses Thine Royal Family as a base case for discussing sanity issues.
Oh reeeeARRRLY? You'll see... *DARK STARE* You'll ALL see...
Did you know a sling when combined with a tin of tuna fish makes an excellent catapult?
@MAGIC When I need something I can't reach... I don't ask browsing giraffes for assistance - I scale the shelves myself, thank you. I admit clambering is a bit challenging at the moment... *level detached gaze at MAGIC'S knees* ... but being medically allowed a walking weapon I now just swat at stuff and see what survived the fall into my trolley...
I see our soothsaying Lert Advisor's been in... *collect eyes from fridge* ... with a public information announcement for you all. Probably be forming a distant dustcloud on the horizon next time you see him...
edit: pleeeeeeeeeeeeeease feel free to join him won't you...
:)
Please wait here. Further instructions could pile up at any time. Thank you.
The names of USSR tests and programs were pretty straightforward eg. "Nuclear Explosions For The National Economy" ( no need to guess here ) and "Tsar Bomba" ( ~ king bomb, which it was ).
@Annie : You see, if you are a Windsor then you can be related to Queen Victoria say, by several lines of descent. Ahem. One can have too few distinct great-great-grandparents .... :-)
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Just one "Upshot Knothole" at him as he's "doing" a space lift and his oopsy-I'm-suddenly-quite-a-lot-upside-downsey-under-my-chair mission could be it.
As usual you have isolated the key problem in these enterprises, that being Innocent Operator Error (IOE). Given my history with office furniture you are quite right to sound the alert. I am currently undergoing a prolonged parole/rehab program* in this area. Just last week I was allowed to sit with the tippy-backy-fronty lever unlocked for about 20 minutes. Nothing bad came of that ( at least measurably in the short term ) so such periods may be extended .... hence I feel I am rather an uplifted and more balanced person because of it. Literally.
Cheers, Mike.
* The final aim here is to improve the patient's confidence in their local doctor. I am making great progress :
.... I'm really competing with David and his new found TV fame! :-)
I have made this letter longer than usual because I lack the time to make it shorter ...
... and my other CPU is a Ryzen 5950X :-) Blaise Pascal
RE: RE: Uh oh. We're
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When I'm at work (which is usually the case on the Einstein boards) I'm wearing a shirt of one of a few colors: blue (happens to be today's), red, green, "sage," or green. I used to wear orange every Friday because the school colors are orange and blue and I always wear blue jeans, but my orange shirt got some mysterious black spots on it. I treated the spots over and over again, and they faded to the point where I was comfortable wearing it last week when all the staff were supposed to wear orange while each year's students wore a different color (it was Spring Week). I'm not planning to get back in the habit of wearing it, though. (And yes, I said green twice. I have two green shirts. I also have two red ones, but one has a small hole near the pocket, so I don't wear it to work. I also have two blue ones, but I reserve the other one for super special occasions.) When I'm at home, I'm usually not wearing any shirt (or anything else at all).
Ah hah. Someone born on Christmas day in either 1702, 1724, 1730, 1752, 1758, or 1780, and who also died in the 1700s.
AAAUGGH!!! That term again!
"It said that was the sort of remark that really gets up a body's left nostril, and so we left it at that. It will probably get custody of my forename, Pizpot. My name is Pizpot Gargravar."
Oh good God, Annie. Stop doing things like that to yourself.
So do I. So do we all.
Oh. Well no wonder then.
I truly appreciate that you make the effort. I have an online friend (from Usenet days, long before Facebook) whose job is proofreader but who lets her fingers do pretty much random stuff on her personal keyboard and refuses to de-gobbledygook it, often leaving it completely incomprehensible.
I think that makes it unanimous, then.
David
Miserable old git
Patiently waiting for the asteroid with my name on it.
It is so easy to get the
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It is so easy to get the wrong idea ....
LOL : "Manufacture Plutonium"
Proofread Mike, proofread ....
That made me think of one of the Tom Clancy ( may he rest in peace ) novels where the National Stupidity Agency was listening in to every phone call in South America, looking for a lead by picking out keywords via software. I suppose if I said :
"I really want to eliminate the rats in the kitchen bin at the kindergarten, because as the president of their hygiene subcommittee I feel compelled to do so. By God I get annoyed with those dirty rodents. It is my duty to kill all of them for the safety of the children. I think there are some in the cabinet as well, the one where the crayons are kept. Will I see you later on this week?"
.... then that wouldn't trigger for any trouble for me, would it ? :=)
[ looks out window for black helicopters ]
Was that Phil who snuck in ?
Cheers, Mike.
I have made this letter longer than usual because I lack the time to make it shorter ...
... and my other CPU is a Ryzen 5950X :-) Blaise Pascal
RE: Was that Phil who snuck
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I don't sneak. I'm not that kind of person. I lurk, thank you very much.
Phil
Phil
I thought I was wrong once, but I was mistaken.
Be alert, the world needs
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Be alert, the world needs more lerts!
Welcome back Annie :-)))
Waiting for Godot & salvation :-)
Why do doctors have to practice?
You'd think they'd have got it right by now
Howdy Chris ! Hmmm ....
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Howdy Chris !
Hmmm .... it's what Mike printed in Red that now has me worried ...
get the Plutonium trigger for Phil + Blaise Pascal
Probably just a meaningless random connection of words ... I Hope.
Bill
Back in the 17th Century
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Back in the 17th Century Blaise Pascal shipped his Plutonium from Pluto via flying horse and buggy
They initially called the
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They initially called the uranium for weapons 'tube alloy', a British invented term I think. When it was realised it could give a chain reaction, and thus be weaponised, there was a scramble to get all they could lay their hands on from around the world. At first it was stored in warehouses at the docks, and for the US most of it around Manhattan. So 'Manhattan District' became a code phrase as in eg. "We should look at the tube alloy in the Manhattan District". Later on it was decided to just use pretty meaningless names assigned randomly to secret activities. For instance one series of nuclear tests was called "Upshot Knothole", which makes me squirm in my chair for some reason ! :-)
@Phil : sorry, yes you lurk. My son is 6'5" and so he looms. I really look up to him these days. We sometimes use him for shade.
@Annie : I feel there is a genuine difficulty if one uses Thine Royal Family as a base case for discussing sanity issues.
Cheers, Mike.
I have made this letter longer than usual because I lack the time to make it shorter ...
... and my other CPU is a Ryzen 5950X :-) Blaise Pascal
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/
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http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Manhattan_Project
A few years before I was born.
Hanford Washington is on the east side of my State.
And when the wife takes me on shopping trips there is always a short female asking me to reach up and grab what she wants that is on the top shelf several feet higher than they can reach (last trip was 10 large bottles of Canada Dry Ginger Ale) .........something us 6ft 5in guys has happening quite often
RE: When I'm at work (which
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[/super special DIY trepanning job and install icepacks on several new holes in anniet's head;*]
Have you considered sending that to The Grand Masonic Order of Athiests, David? *Long blink*
I only ask because it truly is the finest test of disbelief I think I have ever come across. The simplest reason I can think of for it possibly being rejected as a membership screening method, would be if all the existing masons were driven back into the arms of a deity begging to be granted a swift end under any circumstances.
For the handful of earth's inhabitants that make it through to the end and manage to make a start on decoding the colours...
...is where I decided to stop... in part because any further drilling into my skull - to release the demons you put in there - might cause the whole edifice that is my head to fall apart. I hope you don't mind that I really don't care if you mind because I took the liberty of using the same method with these words of yours too...
...mainly due to their incongruous semblance of kindness.
Following so hotly on the heels of your highly insulting reference to my lefthandedness... which unfortunately made me laugh so much it nearly cheered me up enough to start being nice to you all again... I am SO GLAD I DIDN'T *dark stare of doom into all four corners of thread at once* ...
...
*flip nose disdainfully in air and see where it lands*
*brighten up - marginally* You mean he could blow something up...
Ohhhhhh... that's comforting *scribble utterly illegible note in little black book... for evidence* May I enquire as to how, out of a choice of mere billions, we made your short list? *cool eyes in fridge for later use* Just one "Upshot Knothole" at him as he's "doing" a space lift and his oopsy-I'm-suddenly-quite-a-lot-upside-downsey-under-my-chair mission could be it.
Perhaps when we're all in little pieces, *cast distempered eyes at einsteinians* would be the time to think again...
*flare wild nostrils at Phil - because it's not safe to do so at Bill*
........milling machine... yeah right... you'll see... you'll ALL see...
Oh reeeeARRRLY? You'll see... *DARK STARE* You'll ALL see...
Did you know a sling when combined with a tin of tuna fish makes an excellent catapult?
@MAGIC When I need something I can't reach... I don't ask browsing giraffes for assistance - I scale the shelves myself, thank you. I admit clambering is a bit challenging at the moment... *level detached gaze at MAGIC'S knees* ... but being medically allowed a walking weapon I now just swat at stuff and see what survived the fall into my trolley...
I see our soothsaying Lert Advisor's been in... *collect eyes from fridge* ... with a public information announcement for you all. Probably be forming a distant dustcloud on the horizon next time you see him...
edit: pleeeeeeeeeeeeeease feel free to join him won't you...
:)
Please wait here. Further instructions could pile up at any time. Thank you.
The names of USSR tests and
)
The names of USSR tests and programs were pretty straightforward eg. "Nuclear Explosions For The National Economy" ( no need to guess here ) and "Tsar Bomba" ( ~ king bomb, which it was ).
@Annie : You see, if you are a Windsor then you can be related to Queen Victoria say, by several lines of descent. Ahem. One can have too few distinct great-great-grandparents .... :-)
As usual you have isolated the key problem in these enterprises, that being Innocent Operator Error (IOE). Given my history with office furniture you are quite right to sound the alert. I am currently undergoing a prolonged parole/rehab program* in this area. Just last week I was allowed to sit with the tippy-backy-fronty lever unlocked for about 20 minutes. Nothing bad came of that ( at least measurably in the short term ) so such periods may be extended .... hence I feel I am rather an uplifted and more balanced person because of it. Literally.
Cheers, Mike.
* The final aim here is to improve the patient's confidence in their local doctor. I am making great progress :
.... I'm really competing with David and his new found TV fame! :-)
I have made this letter longer than usual because I lack the time to make it shorter ...
... and my other CPU is a Ryzen 5950X :-) Blaise Pascal