I'll just jump in my time machine, go back to the twelfth century, and ask the vampires to postpone their ancient prophesy for a few days while you take in dinner and a show.

Giles ,'Selfless'


Natter 43: I Love My Dead Gay Whale Crosspost.  

Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.


Toddson - Apr 07, 2006 8:57:22 am PDT #9473 of 10001
Friends don't let friends read "Atlas Shrugged"

bah! one again reality overcomes the fun of fiction!


tommyrot - Apr 07, 2006 8:57:34 am PDT #9474 of 10001
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.

I almost want to learn Klingon, just so I can read the porn....


tommyrot - Apr 07, 2006 9:00:53 am PDT #9475 of 10001
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.

I found an online Klingon translator: [link]

Sorry there is no translation in our database for Fuck me hard..

Sorry there is no translation in our database for The penguins have escaped..

Bah. What's the point?


sumi - Apr 07, 2006 9:03:23 am PDT #9476 of 10001
Art Crawl!!!

Klingon is obviously not a natter-friendly language: is there Klingon for Pandas? Ponies? Pirates?


Jessica - Apr 07, 2006 9:06:24 am PDT #9477 of 10001
If I want to become a cloud of bats, does each bat need a separate vaccination?

What good is a language that has no word for penguin, I ask you?

Perhaps they have only a word for space-penguin.


tommyrot - Apr 07, 2006 9:07:09 am PDT #9478 of 10001
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.

is there Klingon for Pandas? Ponies? Pirates?

Not for 'pirate' or 'pony.'

IOLanguageN: Word of the day: Froschmausekrieg

OK, it's German (sort of), but like schadenfreude, schnitzel, and schnauzers, it's easily adopted. George Dyson explains:

My favorite (descriptive if not lengthy) German word is Froschmausekrieg. It means "war between the frogs and the mice" and the file in this photo was so named by Helen Dukas (Einstein's secretary and literary executor) to describe the long and bitter dispute between the School of Math and the School of Social Science at the Institute for Advanced Study. A good word to know when facing such a dispute.


shrift - Apr 07, 2006 9:07:34 am PDT #9479 of 10001
"You can't put a price on the joy of not giving a shit." -Zenkitty

After several repetitions, I had to spell it out and explain that I had quit and was taking another job with another group.

Hmm. What I think is happening here is that everyone knows I'm leaving, so they're all bombarding me with work before I go, because there certainly isn't going to be anyone else they can ask to do it after next week.


amych - Apr 07, 2006 9:12:48 am PDT #9480 of 10001
Now let us crush something soft and watch it fountain blood. That is a girlish thing to want to do, yes?

'tis the season for multi-culti outdoor student festivals. Which means Thai food made by some of my very favorite minions (and I would've said that even before they fed me, but hey, bonus). And lots of other little food booths and things, which I didn't have, because, duh, Thai. And a rather bad DJ. And the Flash is wandering around loose on campus again, although this Flash appeared to be female, unlike the one flea saw in the library the other day.


tommyrot - Apr 07, 2006 9:16:02 am PDT #9481 of 10001
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.

Friday Cephalopod: Japanese Pancake Devilfish

This week's cephalopod is especially weird - it really does look like a pancake/devil/fish....


§ ita § - Apr 07, 2006 9:17:25 am PDT #9482 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

Sushi for lunch, I think. I wish I had even a little bit of pep, but last night's black belt training seems to have drained more out of me than I'd thought.

My next test is going to be *hard*. At least it's a year away. I'm sure that some time between now and then I'll stop obsessing over the whole "stabbing me with a real knife???" thing.