YSaC, Vol. 617: It don’t matter if you’re …
We’ve encountered the string theorist’s dresser and accepted our Nobel prize for the Conservation of Drawers theory. Craigslist science continues to demonstrate the veracity of our principles thusly:
Black dresser
Black 5 drawer dresser. 5′ tall 38″ wide 20″ deep $95
please call xxx-xxx-xxxx
This four-drawered five-drawer dresser is obviously adhering to our scientific findings; for every four-drawered five-drawer dresser, there must exist a conservation of drawers such that there is a dresser in dresser-space that contains more drawers than it actually contains.
Antique 12 Draw Dresser – $65
Antique 12 draw dresser.. Beautifully crafted.. 35″H 65″W 20″D. Would look Beautiful refinished. $65.00 firm
Oh no! This nine-drawered twelve-draw dresser ALSO contains fewer draw(ers) than it actually contains! The dresser-space is out of balance and is going to start to spin uncontrollably on its axis! Quick — we must find a dresser in dresser-space that contains at least four draw(ers) more than it actually contains, or THE WORLD WILL END!
What, you don’t believe me? Don’t forget, I have a Nobel Prize in Physics!*
Thanks, jamie and Naomi, for bringing about the draw(er)pocalypse!
*This may not actually be true.
AAAAAAAAAAAHHH! NOOOOO!!!! WE’RE ALL GONNA DIE!
It’s a slow draw, so we actually have until 2012 before the world actually ends. Now, if we take the number of extra-dimensional drawers and divide by zero– *plop*
I’m betting that there is a complex somewhere (probably Russia) where the drawer gnomes are hiding all the drawers they’ve stolen from craigslist postings. Soon they will have enough to enact their master plan. The drawerpocalypse approaches.
In Soviet Russia, drawers hide gnomes!
I had no idea there were so many cats selling furniture. Only way to explain it.
You know, one day the cats are going to have enough of our constant mocking, and rise up against us. Then they’ll make us do nothing but high school algebra all day, while constantly correcting us.
“The answer is 34. The answer is ALWAYS 34! Stupid human.”
I thought the answer was always 42.
34!!!
I always thought if it’s not 42, then it’s sammiches or pancakes or pancake sammiches.
My catulator is broken, obviously.
If the answer is 34, then what is Rule 42?
I thought Rule 42 stated that all persons more than a mile high must leave the courtroom…
42 is a Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy reference (no one said it was a rule—merely “the answer”). Don’t make shit up.
🙂
http://www.google.com/
Don’t make shit up? What rule number is that? And doesn’t that cancel Cat Math out entirely?
corey/
Rule Forty-two in Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland (“All persons more than a mile high to leave the court”.)
Rule 42 of the Code in the preface to The Hunting of the Snark (“No one shall speak to the Man at the Helm.”)
/corey
And as for not making Sh*t up, that’s what I get paid to do.
BUJ, are you a lawyer?
Well…I’m glad I was able to make it here today for Snark-Friday!
BUJ, you must be in Politics.
Lola: I was feeling bossy. I believe dividing by O cancels out CatMath entirely.
Get a courtroom!
What about Level 42?
*For the record, I got the HHttGG ref. I just figured that if cats think the answer is 34 and we think it’s 42, does that mean Rule 42 in Cat-land is porn related?
Level 42! Now I really do feel old.
As for your question about Cat Pr0n, I think the answer is: oh, probably, why not?
I hope I get killed in that uprising then, because for me, High School Algebra = Living Hell (I had to take it twice. Honestly. *cheeks flush in shame* This is why I can rarely make Cat Math jokes – PTSD flashbacks).
me too!
Yes, but if you have to re-take a class during home schooling, all you have to face are the taunts of siblings, which is different from a regular day in … what way?
(Yes, I realize you may not have been at home in high school, and if your experience was anything like mine, I’m sorry. It did help that the teacher was very nice about the whole thing.)
The grades that kept me out of honor society and off of the honor roll were always and almost only math. You know that phrase “giant sucking sound”? Yeah. Me, in class. I can’t tell you what a gorgeous relief it was to get to college and learn as a liberal arts major that I (at that time, it was changed while I was there but it was grandfathered in with the rest of my class and those above us) didn’t have to take ANY math to graduate. Of course, in grad school I had to take stats, a course that was graded on a curve and where I believe I got the lowest grade in the class (still got a B! that was a h3ll of a curve). Virtually no one I know in library/info science has to use stats, but we all had to take it. Sure, we collect them and occasionally have to do things with them, but nothing I couldn’t have done without the class.
I managed to pass algebra, though how I have no idea. I did fail course III trig and had to take it in the summer.
To give you an idea of the “dumbing down” of education, this was in 1990 and over 60% of students in NY failed the regents exam and we all had to retake the class. In 1999 my brother took the same class. A little more than 50% of the state failed the exam and the state board decided to grade on a curve so my brother technically passed.
Weird. I graduated from NYS schools in 1987, and I don’t remember that many people failing the regents exam for any subject.
I have a hypothesis (an hypothesis sounds wrong but looks right — argh!) that there are Geometry People and Algebra People. I happen to be an Algebra Person who actually got excited that they were finally throwing letters in with the numbers so that math could be interesting. My brain glazed over the next year when we had geometry. Luckily my best friend was a Geometry Person so while I tutored her in algebra one year, she tutored me in geometry the next. It was weird, but it worked for us. Just wondering if any of you algebra-loathers are geometry-lovers?
You might be on to something, but I stank at both, so I’m not the one to ask. I did a little better at times in geometry because I could see what we were trying to solve w/r/t the shape or area or whatever, but in the end, it was still math, and I was still bad at it. Sammiches.
good answer Lola, sammich is the answer to most things in my opinion.
All my sympathies. I was in honors classes… except for math. I never made it past intro to Algebra. In college as well, after I changed my major from art to environmental science, I still had to go for the BA in policy rather than the BS due to my not being able to grasp anything beyond intro to Algebra. I can add, subtract, multiply and divide… and calculate percents on a calculator. Everything else is unnecessary, in my opinion, to function in everyday life.
As for Geometry, I was great at it! Only because it involved visible shapes, which appeals greatly to my art-brain. And I need to use it on occasion when making art.
With the second post I think Sparky is trying via code to sell Grannies / Granddads for $65 ( or $65 worth of ferns – obviously Sparky is a keen gardener). The code is that he has 12 of them, they can draw and perhaps even dress themselves? (or draw could mean that they are wearing undergarments?). Obviously any grandparent would look Beautiful refinished (or washed and brushed as we call it). The H, W and D are body dimensions, H=height, W=waist and D=derriere.
So – is anyone in the market for second-hand potentially beautiful grandparents (Sparky has 12 to sell at a mere $65). I could do a share with someone if that would help?
PS don’t even get me started on black dresser (see The Dresser by Ronald Harwood)
High-fives to my fellow punchies, HHNF and Mr. White – whom I might add made me nearly pee my pants laughing at his response yesterday…OMG…*snort…giggle*
High-fives back. Though I can’t help but wish that HHNF had dropped the letter “p” from her response.
Get a room!
Bwahaha! I see what you did there. I can’t make that claim. I may be a Commie, a liar and a drunk, but one thing I’m not is a liar.
CJ — Punch! Mr. White — Punch! HHNF — Punch! Ah, so nice to have these little group sessions. Try not to leave any personal belongings or sammiches behind this time.
What? They usually don’t eat all the sammiches?
I’ll be following behind in future to make sure such an injustice never occurs again.
Thanks for the punch! *stumbles off with black eye*
Thanks fer da punch!! I have to get back to carpet ripping now, so if you’ll excuse me…
*eyes the carpeting in the office*
Wait, I’ve figured it out! The missing cats in the cat math listings are hiding in the missing draw(ers), and the extra cats in the cat math posts likewise have come out of the extra drawers. The cats and the drawers are inextricably linked. This explains everything! Oh my God, it’s full of drawers!
That explains part of it, Jackie, but what about Cat String Theory?
They haven’t formalized it yet, the researches keep getting tangled up in the research.
Well, the String Theory of cats does suggest that they are better able to perceive interfaces between Branes than we prairie apes.
This allows them to vanish from a room; or to transmogrify at will.
That is not mere wallpaper with heat shimmers they are watching, it’s an interface to an entire dimension of draws filt with odd socks, keys and other quite-shiny things
You must be a fan of Pixel,Cap’n.
Read that, long, long ago, in what, in a previous age, would have been called my “formative years.”
Dave? Dave? You can get in the fifth Pod.
Word problem time!
You have 5 drawers traveling at 38 m/s towards a dresser containing the space for only 4 of them. The drawers slide into the dreseer coming to rest just as they are completely inserted, with no mechanical collision occuring. Asuming the only friction is that of the slides in the dresser, and that the contact friction acts linearly across the length of the slide, how many fish would you need in order to fill all the drawers?
Please show your work and express your answer in standard sammiches (ss).
Mmmm, pancakes.
lol, actually I was half expecting to see a comment from Dan about cheese.
I like popsicles!
GUMMY BEARS!!
One a scale [fish pun] of 1 to 10 peanut butter jellybeans, please specify the size and color parameters of the fish in question in order to fin-ish [fish pun] this equation.
I mean are we talking one fish, two fish, red fish, blue fish? Are they old fish? New fish? Are some sad? Are some glad? Are some high? Are some low? What???
Don’t make me ask your mother!
*you said friction*
Are they cake fish? http://cakewrecks.blogspot.com/2010/03/here-fishy-fishy.html
I’m brand new to this Cat Math… let’s see if I can get my catulator to work right. Is it… A roast beef and orange slice sammich? Maybe I didn’t do the conversion right… *taps catulator screen* Wait, now I’m getting green gummy bears…
when I try the answer is usually tuna sammich, but then my catculator needs new batteries, or kibbles.
That might be my problem, I put different brands of AA catteries in it…
Ahh, there’s your problem then. According to CJ kibbles work much better.
It’s like musical chairs, but with drawers. Somewhere at this party, there are 4 very dejected drawers.
lox on rye with cream cheese and capers
-16
!!11!!
happy dance
burst of speed
f(x) where lim(0 kelvin) .AND. lim(infinibity) deplomate bubly in draws
Ergo
nom dreams in pretzled felinity f(y) Not.A.Tiger .OR. Not.A.Lion
QED
Oooohhh, CM did his Cat Math by hand, showing work and everything! Two gold stars and an ottom for you!
So very close. The correct form is: -Ergo.
Don’t you hate it when you miss the sign change? People honk at you.
No, no, not the ottom–I’ll be good! Prrrrooooommmmmise!
You forgot to divide by corey after the happy dance! Neglecting to do that will only leave you with a standard deviation of +/- port-o potties!
SPQR
hoper edei deixai
quod erat demonstradum
Cucullus non facit monachum.
What do you call a fish with no eyes?
FFFFSSSSSHHHH
(joke works better when spoken)
These people are obviously fans of Victor Borge. Isn’t that twoderful?
I thought the Wars of the Roses were Tudorful …
But wait! Perhaps there really are more drawers than meets the eye: How to find secret drawers from antique furniture……..
My mother’s desk is like this: it has 7 secret compartments in it.
She used to keep cash in some of them when we were saving up for vacations and stuff when I was a child. She was going through her desk about 3 years ago when she decided to check the secret cubbies. She found a little north of $7,000 in vacation money that had been forgotton when her kids went off to college. My parents took a Caribbean Cruise shortly after.
Considering how badly my 401k has tanked in the last 2 years, I think I’m going to give your mom’s investment strategy a try. I’ve got a (formerly) Bombay (now) Mumbai cabinet with secret compartments that should work. Right now it just steals my stamps and by the time I find them the postage has gone up.
Dude, and I get excited if I find a tenner in a jacket pocket once in a while. Your mom FTW.
Is that anything like a tenner sax jr.?
I could ask Miss S. Carolina to help you find any future ones… in the Iraq..
That is so cool. Like finding hidden treasure, only more forehead-slappingly frustrating. I recently had to move back in with Daddy due to very short work hours and having to get a night job, so that he could watch my daughter and I could afford to breathe air and such. I was putting laundry away in my old room, which my brother now lives in, and felt a lump in the floor. I didn’t put any thought into it. I woke up in the middle of the night with the sudden realization that that lump is where I cut open the rug and hid all of my money when I got my first job. Cheesy love letters, stupid passed notes, pictures I’d been looking for and oh, about $1,700. Nice.
Of course you realize I will now go back to my parents’ old house, roust the new owners, and pull up every bit of carpet in my old bedroom whereby signaling new owners that some crazy CatMath woman is tearing up their house, they will call the police, and when they get there they will find me, huddled in a corner muttering “Damn you, HHNF, 42..there’s 42 unbublers, I know it.”…later, my children will visit me at Pine Meadows and talk about the good old days when the only crazy thing I did was follow employees around at Wal-Mart asking where to find the four-drawered-five-drawed chester draws and french prudential amores.
Thanks HHNF, thanksalot…
I laughed so hard, I split my lip.
I think I’ll start planting things in my old room to pull out later. Monets, first edition Hemingways, etc.The look on my moocher brother’s face when I pulled out sandwich bags full of cash. I would pay to see it again.
I also extend my thanks. There’s a big lump under the carpet in the house I just bought 6 months ago, and now…
My wife will be pissed that we’re going to have to get new carpet tomorrow.
“Why the hell did you cut up our carpet!? It’s only a couple years old!”
“Somebody online told me that there would be hidden treasure.”
If you do tear it up and your brother sees you pulling money out of the floor, he will probably tear up all the carpet in the house looking for more.
I’m just sayin’.
Dad, I don’t know what came over Micah, but I did see him taking pills earlier. He’s been going on about Hemingway, sandwich baggies and hidden treasure all day. I wouldn’t go in there. He’s got a utility knife and there’s insulation and drywall and carpeting everywhere. I’ll call Dr. Nick. The one on speed-dial.
Stanley Steemer ruined a perfectly good bag of Bambalacha on me one time.
TM-If you’re listening to the internet people, she’s going to be a lot madder about all sorts of stuff. Especially if those CougarLife Ads pop back up.
Given its stark dimensions and lack of colour, the first piece is probably a late Heisenberg or early Susskind.
The second one is indefinately of the Maxwell period.
Is Maxwellhaus similar to Bauhaus?
Lola, it’s moments like this that make me sad that my phone doesn’t support +1. Plus 100 for you.
Bauhaus=stripped down architecture.
Maxwellhaus=stripped down coffee.
I’ll buy that theory.
Bela Lugosi isn’t dead, he just hasn’t had his coffee yet.
christina, thank you and +100 back to you – I was trying to fit in Bela Lugosi, and couldn’t … and you did it far better than I could.
Hey Christina my phone doesn’t support voting either! Perhaps they are cousins?
It’s possible, tigprincess. Does that mean we qualify for a family discount?
I’m sorry, I’m so sorry…….
but the geek in me is screaming this morning so…….
Maybe they’re bigger on the inside?
Who knows.
Its not certain. Well, it is but then, not. Its all very quaint in a quantum way.
Plus elebenty for Dr. Who!
ooh, thank you.
I think that’s the first plus elebenty I’ve ever had.
+elebenty for your first elebenty!
Yay, you finally got your David Tennant up!
Thanks HHNF, but all I can think of to say to that is far too rude to type *chuckle*
I accept your challenge.
it was something along the lines of “I know where I’d like to get……..”
No, I just can’t do it. Not while hubby’s standing looking over my should after wandering in curious about all the laughter.
Tell him it was all my fault. You were just helping me out.
I tried that, he muttered something like “bloody David Tennant again” and wandered off laughing.
But then, he is the one who bought me the Doctor Who complete seasons 1-4 box set for Christmas, and I believe he may have bought me the Specials box set for my birthday to complete my collection (I’ll let you know on Monday) so he’s hardly in the best position to complain.
He’s just trying to pre-heat the oven. Great hubbin you have, supporting your lerv for another man. *jealous*
I just read him your comment about pre-heating the oven, he laughed rather loudly and said he’s never heard it called that before, but he’s not going to complain if that’s the end result.
*wiggles eyebrows like a creeper*
Just make sure he doesn’t leave a bun in there!
But would they be….hot cross buns?
Ahahaha, preheating the oven… I love it! My best friend and I went to see New Moon in the dollar theater (for the second time, shame on us) so we could oogle the buff, half-naked Indian boys, and she said her husband wanted her home right after the movie 😉
No, he wants to live to see his next birthday so he wouldn’t do that.
Okay, let’s not talk bout pregnancy. I’m so waiting on a test, and we all know that crap is contagious. Cross your paws for me, please.
Oooh, hot Indian boys. I never had a screen-crush til I saw New Moon. Now I know why all the guys go gaga over actresses. Thank God Taylor’s legal.
I agree, making babies is not for me either, although practicing, now that I am rather fond of.
*blush*
@HHNF- It’s not a CatMath test is it? Those things are impossible!
I agree, HHNF… I have a little 6 month old EB, and even though Mr. EB is ready for another one, I’m not! So, maybe if we just send preggers thoughts at my friend Sarah (she’s been trying for almost 6 years :-/) then any lingering preggie-vibes will leave us!
Abstinence. Its 100% percent effective, and 1000% boring.
EclecticBlue, I have a friend who said that when she took her daughter to New Moon and wossname took off his shirt, she wanted to call Chris Hansen … on herself. I think her husband wanted her to wait to call until after she got home and he could see her, too.
HHNF: Legal, and young enough to be my kid. *cough*feel like a pervy old lady*cough*
Cougar Love….
I wish it were a CatMath test. In that case, all the positives would be good, not Sh!tstorm of Epic Feckitude.
Lola
@ EclectricBlue
“So, maybe if we just send preggers thoughts at my friend Sarah (she’s been trying for almost 6 years :-/) then any lingering preggie-vibes will leave us!”
That’s not where babies come from…
I wonder if now is a good time to start talking about wibbly wobbly timey wimey?
Oh, David Tennant and your wibbly wobbly tomey wimey…. If I had something to get up… *runs off in shame*
….. He’s just easy on the eyes, you know? :-p
He makes my wife squee.
As does Nathan Fillion.
by the looks of things TM, there’s quite a bit of squeeing going on in here today.
Not that this is necessarily a bad thing of course, but then I have to say that since I started it.
But then Who knew (oh god, bad pun) there were so many fan girls lurking around in here?
Mmmmm, Nathan Fillion.
Got me the strangest woman
believe it, this chick’s no sinch
when I wanna get her going,
then I whip out my big Tennant
record of her favorite Whos
Sorry, didn’t mean to accost you all with crappy Aerosmith.
Second the Fillion-squee. Mmm.
Oh, Nathan Fillion is pretty amazing too. Captain Hammer makes me giggle every time….
we’ve been accosted with worse before I’m sure HHNF
Do you love him times a fillion?
I don’t know from Nathan Fillion, but Malcolm Reynolds… Now there’s a guy.
That coat, that gun, and that smile…
Hello Captain Tightpants ♥
ah the coat!
Now you’ve got me thinking of Captain Jack too (John Barrowman – Torchwood, for those who don’t know). I’m gonna need a cold shower at this rate.
Mmmm, Cap’n Tightpants… The bag I bring to work has a bunch of buttons on it, mostly from Firefly/Serentity and Dr Horrible (and some Pacman buttons, but those are unrelated) and that’s one of the quotes on it. I have several favorites on there, including one that I’ve actually managed to work in to conversation– “What a crazy random happenstance!” Also, just curious, but am I the only one that thinks Adam Baldwin is adorable? Jayne Cobb or John Casey, I’d take either. Sure, he’s too old for me…. but I think he’s just teddy bear.
nope, not alone, he’s a teddy bear for sure.
Many are on the Fillion bandwagon (NSFW): http://www.jamesgunn.com/2010/03/24/the-celebrities-youd-most-like-to-have-sex-with/
There are photos. Enjoy!
Haha! I’m not even gonna go where my celeb-loving mind goes.
For me: Ewan McGregor, Nathan Fillion, Jason Bateman. Probably in that order.
Re: John Barrowman — yummmmmmmy
(makes those who like Tom Cruise even more laughable)
(Come on, he’s what Tom Cruise wants to be when he grows up)
(I meant tall, not out of the closet.) 😉
Re: Adam Baldwin — more yummy
Only 3 years older than me so that’s cool. But his politics! I’m a tree-hugging liberal (sometimes I need it, sometimes the tree does) and his Twitter stream is full of craziness if you ask me. We actually had an exchange yesterday thru Twitter and he accused me of forcing people to have universal healthcare. As if I personally was causing the problem by speaking/voting my conscience. It was weird, but I ended it on a happy with a wink 😉 and mentioning my USMC cousins. So, yummy, but he’d need to be quiet while we were… ya know.
I’ve got a pattern to make the Jayne hat but I haven’t done it yet. It’s on my very long list of things to do before I die.
I see things continued to slip into the the smut gutter after I went off for beer.
Well done all concerned!
Dev – so you now morph into the delightful Mr T – kudos to you. I morph into Baglady From Hell – coming onto a train with you soon!!
Actually with the first post today it was an accident, I have 2 email addresses each with it’s own avatar. I use the other one for my own blog and came here straight from there and posted with the wrong email/avatar.
The comment however I have no excuse for, that I’m afraid was entirely deliberate.
You know, I never would have guessed that I could manage to drag the conversation down into the gutter quite so easily, that’s generally not my forte.
I’m actually rather proud though.
You’re among like-minded friends, dev. No need to apologize or even blush. 😀
Thanks Lola, although you wont catch me apologizing for my Tennant addiction, not even to hubby who is getting quite used to it now.
And at least I picked someone close to my age, a little younger maybe but only by about 5 years I believe.
Oh, erm, did I just give away how old I’ll be on Monday?
Doesn’t take much, Dev; it’s a pretty short drop.
maybe so, but it’s the first time I’ve been the one to take the first leap. Or should that be step, since it’s not that far down? *chuckle*
phew, ok now thats out of my system, where was I, oh yeah…..
Cat Math! isn’t that the 2nd time this week we’ve had math? Or even the 3rd? you know I can’t do cat math without my special calculator and it needs new batteries.
I may have to go lie down now, or maybe just more coffee would do it
develish1, I find my catulator runs better on kibbles than AAs.
So that’s where I’m going wrong? I did wonder why I’d been having such trouble with it, now I know.
Yes, of course there is the unintentional napping that occurs quite often after a double-load of kibbles, or breathing, stretching, walking across the room….when it happens in the middle of a complicated equation, it can be soooooo frustrating.
oh I don’t know about that CJ, a short nap mid equation can be very helpful when it’s cat math, far less likely your brain will explode if it gets a rest part way through.
You can’t swing a dead couch-snake without hitting an example of Cat Math these days, Dev.
not on CL you can’t, that’s for sure.
I’m forwarding this to both my old shop teacher and my old math teacher. Don’t get me wrong; we all know teachers don’t have a sense of humor. Just so I can see their obituaries in the Sunday paper.
we all know teachers don’t have a sense of humor
I predict a backlash from many of our illustrious leaders and crew here at your friendly neighborhood YSaC.
🙂
“teachers don’t have a sense of humor” ?!?
How Ms. Snyder would laugh as she handed me my failing reports……..
Only my high school teachers had a sense of humour; one English teacher, nick-named Peckin’ Joe since his all-purpose adjunct was ‘peckin’, once said to me, “Herman peckin Melville is one our peckin finest american authors; he peckin writes the longest peckin sentences in peckin literature with some in Moby Dick that peckin run for a peckin page and half; you sir write in the same peckin style as Mr. Melville, but you sir, are no peckin Herman Melville.”
Maybe because you hunt and peck.
Don’t peck at it, it’ll leave a scar.
Don’t hen-peck me, sarajean.
Are you going to go tell your peckin’ Pa if I do?
(His name’s Sam, isn’t it?)
How…did you know?
Ma?
And to think, all the things I’ve said here. Aw, peck.
The peck you say!
I have of late — but wherefore I know not — lost all my mirth.
I smell a sterile promontory.
And if not, then annoying sidebar ads . . .
Perhaps mirth enhancements are nigh
Mirth-enlargement products and procedures aren’t difficult to find. Men’s magazines, radio shows and Internet sites are filled with ads for pumps, pills, weights, exercises and even surgeries that claim to increase the length and girth of your mirth. But be cautious.
No scientific research supports the use of any nonsurgical method to enlarge mirth — and no reputable medical society endorses mirth surgery for purely cosmetic reasons. The techniques you see advertised can damage your mirth, and some may even cause mirth dysfunction (pedagogery), so think twice before trying any of them.
I’ve heard that it’s not the laugh that counts, it’s the mirth.
“I have of late — but wherefore I know not — lost all my mirth.”
Have you checked in your drawers?
Actually, I really have been pretty mirthless today. I predict that it may last through the weekend. (Work troubles.)
My sympathies. I have had those. Recently.
Counterintuitive as it may seem, this site was one of my sanity-savers.
I hope things look up for you soon.
Thanks, Lo. You’re a pal. I’m sure you guys would raise my mirth just fine if I had time to read the site properly.
Your math has doomed us all on the white “12” drawer dresser. You sent people on a wild goose chase looking for a dresser with 4 more drawers than it actually has to balance out the spinning and destruction of the world. The problem here is that the white “12” drawer dresser is obviously only a 6 drawer dresser and not a 9 drawer. Someone needed to find a dresser with 7 drawers more than it actually had in order to orrect the balance.
You doomed all of us and now I have to go try and find someone to have sex with at 10 AM so I can die happy when the world ends. It is a good thing there are plenty of people on Craigslist to help with that.
No! Don’t look directly at the pile of imaginary drawers, the human brain can’t take the paradox!
*Head explodes*
Damn, we lost another one. Maybe we shouldn’t leave those just sitting around the laboratory.
maybe we could hide them in that chest of drawers over there?
Wait, we are making some presumptions here based on the photos included.
Consider: What if they paid the $20 for the his-res monkey-pron photographer?
Perhaps these furniture items are, in fact, as described; that the capacities listed are the maximum quantities of culottes possible (we will leave testing methodology aside for decorum).
But, I fear REM was wrong, it was EOTHWAWKI, and that’s why i don’t feel fine.
Or, it’s the ellipses in the second listing–what are the edited parts? Give me the citation (the 488-powered diplomate being sold); I must know the rest of the text for context.
I must!
Lest I wax again Sassoon
Tortured verse and refrain
To snark, sneer, & lip curl’
In Erato’s muse a buffoon
For needing in great pain
A rhyme for doggerel
And here I thought it was a rime of an ancient mariner. It makes them taste so citrus-y.
Certainly past the prime ane this ancient mariner…
Cormorant!
(I moved my coat to the lower peg since my little brother is not going home this w/e)
Cormorant!
Wat’r water e’erywhere an’ naugh’ but single malt t’drink, and drink alain, alain
alas
Yer just showin off, now…
*snort…giggle* You said ‘cormorant’….would be funnier if the slimy devils weren’t so numerous out here at the plant. Ugly buggers.
Contractual obligations, and all.
Choice was that or frigate birds, and the coronett was only $200-16!!
I can smell the barnacles through my computer screen!
Gimme some John Masefield, Cappy!
Hehe…you said “frigate”..!
Well. Nash and Kipling did more to preserve my sea-going sanity (and I’d make a terrible goatherd).
Almost have to be able to say frigate, having gone, by European tradition, from corvette-captain to frigate-captain (Fr. capitane de frigate; Gr.Korvettenkapitän; Sp. Capitan de Frigatta–in Rus, it’s 3rd rank or some such; Nihongo it’s from shôsa to chûsa).
It’s all something, what precisely winds up being the mendicant’s interrogative.
I would love to see that title engraved in gold on a name-plate on your uniform. It would get rather heavy.
Actually, you get some one from European aristocracy, that gets to quite weighty nameplates. Run into a French 0-5 who is also a Chevalier, and Compte de “something” and it gets to herald-testing, Capitane de Frigate Jon-Marie Chevalier Luce Compte de Poupon du Laq, and you have to hope for them to be introduced as “Captain Luce” so as to pick out a handle out of the 12 draws provided.
Just because you can;t identify all of the hidden drawers doesn’t make this a YSaC…
There aren;t any hidden drawers.
It;s not the number of the draws, it;s the lack of thought that counts.
Or the lack of counting that counts. Whichever.
It’s the llama-nun and ostrimu’s site, they say it’s a YSAC, and that’s enough for me.
Homer the Troll, it’s so nice of you to drop in. Please expand on your theory. Why wouldn’t the OP mention the hiddeness of the drawers? That would certainly be a good selling point.
Oh, and interesting use of the semicolon there!
Maybe he should stick to lurking under bridges and waiting for billy goats to walk by.
Clearly, the poster means the top and bottom ones come with 1 and 3 pairs of underwear, respectively.
ok folks, have fun.
I’m off out for a pre-birthday drink since hubby is working on my actual birthday. will pop in tomorrow, hangover permitting.
Have a very merry un-Birthday!!!
Blessed spankings develish1 – I drink one for you tonight……….
spankings? eek!
Ok, really am going now as I’m finally done getting ready, see you all tomorrow, probably, maybe….
Happy early birthday, Dev dear!♥!
Happy B-day. Maybe you’ll get to take a ride in a blue police box 😉
And just be sure it’s a sonic screwdriver and not a bristly, ground-burrowing mammal.
I think it’s safe to say, no matter how drunk I may be, those are two things I’ll notice the difference between.
Happy Birthday, and may the nose drippings of 1,000 camels NOT float in your breakfast cereal.
oh goody…. I WAS eating…
*puts down the plate, frowns*
thanks everyone for the well wishes, had a great time tonight and only slightly dunk, well maybe bit more than slightly, so apologies now for anything I might say after this, lol
You spelt “apologies” correctly, so, even “slightly dunk” (ever so apt in basketball season ) you are still better than most CL Sparky, sober.
Mind you, we might just push this past 200 comments, too
what can I say, even very dunk some words will still work even if fingers dont, others may very well not though, but I’ll accept the ones that will and thank god for spell checkers.
As for beating 200, bring it on!
Oh, and I still like marmite.
Slam dunk ? 😉
Happy (belated) Birthday!! *hands dev a glass of tea and some aspirin*
you know what would be awesome?
If you guys had a shirt that said that…
“I have a degree in physics!*
….*this may not be true” possibly with that on the back again.
Or any other phrase that ends that way.
Acey, I like this idea! Hmmm, you should certainly put it in the forums under the T-Shirt ideas thread.