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February 20, 2006

Ratzandratz.

*sigh*

Maggie tagged me.

Geez -- what'd I ever do her? Oh -- *that*.

1. Black and White or Color; how do you prefer your movies?

Right. I’m still trying to get used to them having sound and you’re throwing color at me?

2. What is the one single subject that bores you to near-death?

The puerile antics of the glitterati. The sum total of my interest in anything out of Hollywood or MTVLand wouldn’t fill the space between two lovestruck gluons.

3. MP3s, CDs, Tapes or Records: what is your favorite medium for prerecorded music?

CDs. The ones I burn myself from MP3s and sound files I’ve recorded from tapes and records.

4. You are handed one first class trip plane ticket to anywhere in the world and ten million dollars cash. All of this is yours provided that you leave and not tell anyone where you are going ... ever. This includes family, friends, everyone. Would you take the money and ticket and run?

No. Extrapolating from past experience, the airline would lose my duffle bag, they’d bollix the destination and I’d wind up stuck in some Third World country where the national pastime is discussing color movies and professional sports. Besides, have you ever tried to get ten million bucks in *cash* through customs?

5. Seriously, what do you consider the world's most pressing issue now?

The war we’re waging against the dirtbags who think God wants them to kill women and kids until the rest of us fall on our knees so they won’t overexert themselves when they cut our heads off.
The second most pressing issue is the inexcusable way in which the Usual Gang of Congressional Idiots has morphed into the Useful Tools of Wahabism -- motivated solely by partisan politics.

6. How would you rectify the world's most pressing issue?

I would inform the heads of those states that allow Wahabist madrassas to flourish within their borders to imagine the change in their lives when the imams issue a fatwah against them. Then I’d give them a week. If no clampdown had happened by then, al-Jazeera would get daily deliveries of grainy videotapes showing the imams issuing fatwahs against the heretics in the palace.
And if anybody thinks I’ve committed an insufferable affront against religious freedom, I’ll gladly apologize on Easter Sunday from the pulpit of the Cathedral in Riyadh.

7. You are given the chance to go back and change one thing in your life; what would that be?

If I did that, I wouldn’t be the same sunken-chested, pencil-necked, wizened old curmudgeonly geek you’ve all come to know and love.
Ummmm -- to *know,* anyway…

8. You are given the chance to go back and change one event in world history, what would that be?

Switch the scrolls in the Library at Alexandria with a couple of cords of firewood. Mixed with a couple of sweating sticks of dynamite...

9. A night at the opera, or a night at the Grand Ole' Opry -- which do you choose?

Depends -- is Dolly Parton gonna be Brunhilde? If not, then I’d go with *this* Night at the Opera, although this one will do in a pinch.

10. What is the one great unsolved crime of all time you'd like to solve?

Who switched out an apple for that green persimmon in the Garden?

11. One famous author can come to dinner with you. Who would that be, and what would you serve for the meal?

The pre-Das Kapital Karl Marx. Castor bean and rosary pea salad with strychnine dressing.

12. You discover that John Lennon was right, that there is no hell below us, and above us there is only sky -- what's the first immoral thing you might do to celebrate this fact?

You make the assumption I'd consider it a cause for celebration. Ignoring that Lennon was a better songwriter than theologian, if I discovered that little scenario, it would either mean that
a. I’d died and wouldn’t be in a position to do anything, moral or im- ,
or that
b. somebody’d revealed it to me -- which would be a tad contradictory: “Hi, I’m John Lennon and I just came back to tell you there’s nothing after death, especially Yoko’s songs…”
Which is a roundabout way of saying that I’d still have to live with myself, so the answer is, “Not a thing.”

I'd tag Debbie Schlussel, but she'd probably lump me in with the rest of the Danes working here.

Or, she'd just lump me...

by CW4BillT on Feb 20, 2006

February 03, 2006

Uhhhhhhh...

...we've created a monster. A *fetching* one, to be sure--but a monster.

Boston Maggie is turning into a Castle Kitten.

Hi,

Wanna post a question on your blog for the other denizens? I want to know if a "cuddle puddle" ever happens at the Castle when the "ritamatic" is fired up.

Laura Ingraham was ranting and raving about this today.

If not, I will throw it in one of the comments sections.

Maggie

Now, I figger that the comment parties are just chucklesome exercises in rapier-swift repartee, simulsnarks and frolicsome flirting, but Maggie's query got me thinking...

Why is it that the light switch in the Jungle Room has been safety-wired in the *off* position? And how come I can never get to the hot tub without tripping over something squirmy and giggly? And what goes on up in the chandelier since WK hung those damask drapes? Huh? HUH?!?

*tossing 15-foot pole (sooooo infra-dig) behind the couch*

(muffled) OW!

*ducking as 15-foot pole is ejected from behind couch with considerable velocity*

Heh. It's Friday. Only two more working days in the week...

by CW4BillT on Feb 03, 2006

January 31, 2006

Oh, FOURQUE

FbL tagged me. Proving once again that you don't have to be a chick magnet to be a chick-quiz magnet...

*sigh* And what's with the "great curmudgeon" bit--is that like the Great Panjandrum?

4 Jobs You Have Had In Your Life
Okay, you already know about most of the helicopter stuff (but not everything–I’ve gotta save *something* to write about), so I figure you’re asking about things like
1. Bartender. I was only seventeen when I started, so I didn’t drink the mistakes...hey, I was a tall, quiet kid–really...
2. Window washer. Exteriors, three stories and higher. Only fell once and I’ve liked boxwood hedges ever since.
3. HazMat Disposal Compliance Inspector. Translation: I cut open 10% of the bags to insure the stuff within had been properly pretreated by the contractor. Still got my HEPA III gear, somewhere...
4. Apiarist. By the time I was twelve, I'd been stung more often than somebody who answers all those "Dearest Beloved Pay-Pall" phishing spam-o-grams...

4 Movies You Would Watch Over and Over
1. Das Boot. Just to keep Lex happy.
2. Castle Keep. Just to keep John happy.
3. Cross of Iron. Just to keep the grunt grognards happy.
4. True Grit. Got a soft spot for fellow curmudgeons.

4 Places You Have Lived
1. Suffolk County, Long Island. Back when there were more potato farms than housing tracts.
2. Can Tho, in a small country that doesn’t exist anymore. Spent a lifetime there one year.
3. Weatherford, Texas. Mary Martin’s house was right around the corner.
4. Savannah, Georgia. When the *cough* paper mill was *cough* still operational. *cough*

4 TV Shows You Love to Watch (when I watch--which is seldom)
1. Stargate SG-1
2. Red Dwarf (when they dig it out of the archives--which is also seldom. Smegheads...)
3. Wings (well, d-uuhhh)
4. Repeat...

4 Places You Have Been On Vacation
1. N’Awluns.
2. Sub-Parisian France--Burgundy and Cognac. The denizens like us, don’t like the EU, and think Jacques Chirac is France’s Bill Clinton--and they don't like *him*, either. But they’re very fond of anybody who speaks well of Lafayette.
3. Montreal, North Vermont.
4. Cape Canaveral and environs. *No* Disney World. *No* Epcot Center. Just rockets and rocket men.

4 Websites You Visit Daily--in no particular order and not limited to those four.
1. BCR Labs
2. FbL’s house
3. AFSister’s Place
4. Barb’s Hootch
All in self-defense. I hung around here one week and they caught me napping when they launched the SugarButtons Offensive.

4 Favorite Foods
1. Turkey
2. Arroz con pollo
3. Chili (mine)
4. Mint chocolate chip ice cream.
Caveats: coffee’s not a food, it’s an essential nutrient. And pepperoni pizza is a condiment.

4 Places You Would Rather Be Right Now
1. Marana, Arizona--in 1862.
2. Sitting in the Little Texas Tavern in Kings Cross, Sydney--in 1969.
3. The Smithsonian. The Udar-Hazy Exhibit.
4. Heidelburg, sitting in a gasthouse 200 meters from the castle.

4 People to Tag Hmmmmmmmmm...
A Denizenne blogger: Barb.
The newest blogspawn: Justthisguy.
A Denizenne commenter: Lady Christine (e-mail me your quiz and I'll plug it in).
The newest Castle wilde childe: Boston Maggie.

Hey, FbL--was that curmudgeonly enough?

by CW4BillT on Jan 31, 2006

December 28, 2005

Numismatist Alert

By now, everyone should be familiar with the state quarter series issued by the US Mint. Some have proven so popular with collectors that they have virtually disappeared from the market, inducing an artificial shortage that has increased the market value of those particular coins.

On the flip side (that one was for Punctilious), there have been so many *complaints* about one state quarter that the Mint has announced that it is recalling all still in circulation, which will induce an actual shortage which--no big surprise--will increase the market value of that quarter.

The center of controversy is the Oklahoma quarter, which was designed by students in the Graphic Arts Department of Oklahoma A&M. After an initial glitch in the actual minting was solved, people receiving these quarters in change discovered that they were not only too large to fit in the coin slot of vending machines and other coin-operated appliances, but the duct tape holding the two dimes to the nickel had a disturbing tendency to unravel...

by CW4BillT on Dec 28, 2005
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August 26, 2005

Seattle Scumbags

Put them to the sword.

(It's 0400, I just finished a sim and I'm cranky)

That is all.


Update: The link CalTechGirl provides is too good to leave buried in comments. Go read what Say Anything has been up to regarding this.

by Dusty on Aug 26, 2005

August 24, 2005

Kos-sacks Remain Predictable...and in dire need of some serious a$$ kicking.

The act doesn't surprise me at all, but at least their 60s-era parents waited several years before sinking to this level in their heady Vietnam days. (HT: Drudge)

Now if they were REALLY Mooreons, they'd be calling wives of deployed soldiers telling them their husbands had just been wounded (or worse)...like their parents did in those same heady Vietnam days. But I wouldn't want to give them any ideas. Besides, the military prepares families for the worst, making it very clear, frequently, how that goes down. So, the moms and dads and sisters and brothers, wives and husbands probably wouldn't be fooled, but it would be jarring, eh? So, Markos, don't get any ideas.

Of course, none dare call it treason. It is.

BTW, Cindy's back ventriloquizing Casey...

Feh.

by Dusty on Aug 24, 2005