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Hah! I *knew* there was more to the story than he was letting on...

While goofing off this weekend, I found a strange trackback. The IP address was all Fibonacci numbers, and when I went to the source it appeared to be a blog I'd never heard of before, "Pinfeathers". I would link to it but now the URL just brings up a message about no such server ever existing in any space-time continuum. Anyway, this page remained in my cache and I thought the Denizens would find it of interest ...

Now I know why Bill didn't hit on them - it wasn't because he thought they were carrying... it was Divine Intervention!

Anno Domine 2005, Cycle of Harmony 265
I really miss Effluvius. He was the funniest one of our team and he could come up with great names like Spreadsheet for Lt. Excelsius and I'm pretty sure he was the one who replaced Dolorius' wing powder with Extra Strength Gold Bond. I was thinking about him especially today because we got a special ops mission he would have loved. Seems our assigned human is just bound and determined to get into trouble even though his helicopters have been taken away (and that was a good thing 'cause Sgt. Carborundum was getting demonic around the edges close to the end there). So he figured out a way to get sent all the way out to where these two lady bloggers live and when Carbo heard that he did a one-jump launch and started spittin' coffee with the orders 'cause he was talking too fast to swallow.

It was really strange too because we have some new equipment, label says "PG-17a" and "BCR Laboratories" on the side and it went all spastic on us at the same time. (I didn't know robots went to Heaven but Dolorius says dogs do and why not robots?) Anyway, I get a case of the stupids and say something like we aren't the Morality Squad and don't they have their own GA details so Carbo has to pull my feathers out and douse me with poultry seasoning, pointing out we know *both* of them can place lead where they want it to go and did we really want to stand before a Board of Inquiry chorusing "I didn't know they were loaded"?

Point taken. Then the Ell-Tee wakes up and says maybe Tuttle will behave himself and man, it was funny how the whole squad found something else they just had to do right then. Carbo inhaled his coffee which was probably good even though he nearly choked 'cause he calmed down by the time he stopped coughing. Anyway even the Ell-Tee didn't really belive it either so we had to come up with a plan and I think we did a good job, that's what comes of working as a team for so long in a dangerous environment, it really makes you work together. We had it all covered. The long flight, switching the decaf and regular coffeepots, Incompatible File Formats, screwing up the meal schedule, even the weather. The best bit was Carbo hacking into the human's logistics systems and getting all the gear Tuttle was supposed to look at in three different places. He's mean, but he's good! And it worked -- he was too tired to hit on anything except his beer! Never seen him so well-behaved.

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25 Comments

LOL...now that is funny! So, basically bill was just too darn tired to hit on them because the divine intervention? I always thought it would take an act of G*d.
 
Heh. I wondered why my boss was looking so confused during the trip. Carborundum--report to the Flight Surgeon to get your peepers checked! I shaved my mustache off *years* ago and you know darn well I'd never wear a purple tie. And that new kid, Iridium, needs to brush up on his AFV ID--the whole time he was supposed to be shifting the Strykers around, he was struggling to move a bunch of M113 hulls from Range Control over to North Fort. Oh, and if he's gonna keep impersonating an E-5, he needs to learn some decent cusswords--"by Neddie Dingoes" and "oh, effluent" are dead giveaways...
 
Dang - you mean that we have the GA's to blame for clipping Chief(ret) Bill's wings? Thanks a bunch, how's a gurl supposed to have fun when the flyboy's instincts have been messed with, Huh? Heh ...
 
Gee, Barb, my instincts were *fine*--notice that I kept my hands in sight the entire time?
 
Oh, man! Too funny! ROFL
 
*hairy eyeball aimed at fbl* And just what's so rolling-on-the-floor funny about my hands, young lady, hmmmmmmm?
 
I don't know... Come visit me so I can get a closer look, and maybe I'll tell you!
 
Right. "Step into my parlor," said the spiderlady to the flyboy...
 
Spider?! Wrong species, bud!
 
Classical allusions, pussycat. Classical allusions...
 
Good grief, John! How uneducated do you think I am? :P
 
Heh. My sister is married to a music teacher... ya *really* want me to answer that? *armored shield comes down*
 
Obviously can't tell the difference between an education and a career, can you, John? :P
 
Sure I can. I have *both*, fully paid for and paying well... 8^P Pppllllpppptttt!
 
Hey, hey, hey! Fight nice, you two! Geez, leave 'em without adult supervision for ten minutes... Ratz--now I gotta go find an adult, somewhere.
 
Okay, Gramps. I'm sorry Fuzzy. (digs toe in carpet)
 
Okay, Fuzzybee - your turn to make nice-nice. C'mon *tweaking fbl's pert li'l tenaciously-dimpled chin* I don't have all [*YOW!*] Mmmmpf--nice *gasp* shoes...
 
LOL! Well done, both of you. :) And btw, if you read closely you'll a couple of the fallacies of John's argument. 1. I never implied that a career and education were mutually exclusive. 2. One uneducated music teacher is nothing more than an anecdote, and shouldn't be broadly applied. 3. One of the biggest issues around music education is that many districts don't even require a music teacher to be certified in music. They can simply be certified in general elementary education, and are considered "qualified" for the position. Hence the rotten reputation of the qualifications/education of the average music teacher. In this case, you're addressing someone with a master's degree in her field and a large amount of un-required extra training. *smirk* As to you brother-in-law, let me guess... union rep for his school? LOL! I'm not even a member. *GRIN* [All in good fun, John. :)]
 
Oh, and sorry for the snarky email I sent... *conciliatory smile* Oops, gotta remember to hide the sharp teeth. *GRIN*
 
*peering at above-posted comments* It would appear that you would have benefitted from a quick class in English, too. Not to mention *cough* proofreading... *limping offstage*
 
Stick it in your ear, Chief. :P
 
Oh, and speak for yourself. It's BENEFITED. :P
 
Um, he was the Union President... He's ABD in Music, and a Masters in Elem. Ed. And he's really a pretty good teacher, but I wasn't going to let the truth get in the way of anything.
 
*gah-rinnnn!* Figgered you wouldn't be able to resist that! See how well you do when you're not wailing along at 120-words-per (with gusts to 150)?
 
*rolling eyes at Bill* And I'm surprised you can remember a thing like that, seeing how long it's been. *sulk*
 
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