Cindy runs a campaign in Bureaucracy:
But Kat - Elevensies is an additional snack period in the day. I'm of the opinion that if everyone in the world had more snacks and naps, there'd be less problems, up to and including war. Surely you can get behind snacks. Snacks would get behind you. Heaven knows they're behind me. They cushion me against the harshest chairs of the world.
Ask not what your snack can do for you, Kat. Ask what you can do for your snack.
Blessed are the snackers, for theirs is the key to the pantry.
When in the course of human events, it becomes necessary to have a snack, is there a better time for it than 11 (excepting afternoon tea, of course)?
Four score and seven years ago our fathers brought forth on this continent, a new nation, conceived in liberty, and dedicated to the proposition that all men need a snack.
I want the American people to know today that I am still committed to working with people of good faith and good will of both parties to do what's best for our country, to bring our nation together, to lift our people up, to move us all forward together, towards the snack bar.
Ich bin ein snack.
We have nothing to fear but a lack of snacks, itself.
I know not what course others may take; but as for me, give me liberty, or give me snacks!
I have a dream my four little children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by the color of their skin but by the content of their snacks.
This is one small step for food, one giant leap for snacks.
Let us therefore brace ourselves to our duties, and so bear ourselves that if the Buffista Empire and its Commonwealth last for a thousand years, men will still say, 'Eleven was their finest natter, for then did they snack.'
From Natter...
ita: Tangentially, "in media res" is when you start a story in the middle, right? What is it when you start it at the end, timewise.
Burrell: Well "in medias res" usually turns out to mean "right before the shit hits the fan."
Shawn: "at the end, and no more of your latin crap"
Alibelle: Memento?
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eta - Thanks, Nilly.
From Buffy, a bit spoilery:
Elena:
I really hope that there is a big Giles payoff... And a reason for the timestamp on CWDP. I'm hoping that there is nudity involved.
Gleebo:
Nudity should always be involved with timestamps.
Note to self: Get job at post office ASAP
Mikal
in Angel, non-spoilery.
OK .... on my second cup of coffee .... feigning coherence .... ignoring disaster area that serves as my apartment ..... praying for roommate to meet a slave type that adores domestic chorery.
Childrearing discussion in
Bitches:
Elena:
If I ever had a child their walls would be decoupaged with the Gashlycrumb Tinies and they'd play with a plush Cthulhu and Narlyeothep. And their last name would be either Mythos or Cthonian.
billytea:
Damn. Now I want a Tickle Me Cthulhu. "CTHULHU'S NOT TICKLISH THERE, MORTAL!" And then when you hit the right spot, his tentacles wiggle and he sucks the brain out of the dog.
JavaCat in Natter:
Has to be specific to this software, MM. Here goes. Current version is called PMS Version 7.0. Lovely acronym, whot?
A pavement management system (PMS) is a decision making process or system that helps public works personnel make cost-effective decisions concerning the maintenance and rehabilitation of their jurisdiction's pavements for which they are responsible in a systematic way. Many people refer to a set of software programs as the pavement management system. This is really a misnomer, since the software does not manage pavements or make decisions. The personnel in the organization manage pavements and make decisions; the software only assists in information management and decision support. Pavement management systems provide a means to organize the massive amounts of data that develops about a pavement network. When the data storage and analyses are automated, a PMS stores data, retrieves data, makes multiple complex calculations quickly and efficiently, and provides results in easily understandable reports.
And to point out the salient bit:
This is really a misnomer, since the software does not manage pavements or make decisions.
Glad we cleared that up!
In Angel:
deborah grabien:
Rants to tend to be incoherent weirdness
scrappy:
Not mine. Mine are elegant and well-reasoned. At least they are as I type them. Later, when I read them, they somehow degenerate into choppy syntax, lame argument, and self-pitying remarks. I don't know how the internet DOES that!
