Gah. Somebody please tell me how I'm supposed to respond to an RFP question requiring us to identify all of our offices (there are 160-some), number of specialists in a particular function, and a couple of other details when they have explicitly limited our responses to a maximum of 100 words per question? For fuck's sake.

Somebody please tell me how I'm supposed to respond to an RFP question requiring us to identify all of our offices (there are 160-some), number of specialists in a particular function, and a couple of other details when they have explicitly limited our responses to a maximum of 100 words per question?

Write out the answer, taking as many words required. Save the answer as a text file. Compress the file with Zip. Convert the Zip binary file into hexadecimal. Copy and paste the hex as your answer.

Well, it's either that or make up a whole new language of German-style portmanteaus. Budapest survived being smushed, right? So I'm sure Chicaginnati-Philabaltimore will too.

half a pound in Germany is 500g

That's half a kilgram, which is 2.2 pounds. Half a pound is about 225 g.

I saw Julia Louis Dreyfus being interviewed about the billionaire heiress thing, and she said that it was not true, and that forbes was removing her from that list they put her on. I don't know if she was lying, or if she's be disinherited or something.

Annoyance of the evening: I bought gas, paying at the pump with a debit card. The pump only let me put in $50 of gas. (When the pump got close to $50, it slowed down like pumps do when you prepay and the pump approaches the prepay amount.)

Sara, you are the neighbourhoodiest.

And if it helps any, I don't think I went to a dentist while I lived in Michigan. Which'd be nine years. It's possible it didn't go worse because I'd had everything filled inside out beforehand, but with teeth like mine, it was a silly move.

Still, I bought myself an electric toothbrush and declared dental amnesty, made the first appointment and it's all okay.

Brenda, as a past frequent RFP answerer I wish my pain was in any way helpful. I would like to keep working on the other side for as long as possible--that's what that taught me.

I have to get out of bed now, but I don't want to in case it hurts again.

My landlord just came to the door to ask me about something, and I ended up talking to him for about 15 minutes, and then I realized that not only was my hair sticking straight up in at least 3 places, but there was also a big clump of cat hair attached to one of them.

And I'd been so proud of actually getting dressed today too.

aw Lee, who cares. if you pay your rent on time and don't get complaint calls, my guess is your landlord could give a rat's ass.

I, of course, am pointing and laughing. it's what friends do.

Anyone heard of Alex Gross? He's an LA artist and he has a book that just came out. Here's the cover picture, which is rather gothy: [link] Plus, Zeppelin!

I think he falls under the "pop surrealism" label, which is my favorite modern art... movement... thing....

I suspect he was pointing and laughing on the inside too.