Tuesday, August 30, 2005

Who needs a Gustin fix?

On calling powers above 3 'dimensions':
"It's an abuse of language that you use to mystify your inferiors." -Gustin
"But what if we just can't see them (the dimensions)?" -Elijah
"That's when people start espousing all those ideas- 'Mystery! Mystery!' But it's just garbage." -Gustin

... 3 minutes later...

"Suppose you invested $1 for one year and the interest compounded continually." -Gustin
"You'd get infinite money in an instant!" -Elijah
"No, that's cute, but you'd get $2.72. It's a swindle." -Gustin

Monday, August 29, 2005

Dude, I Still Know What Your Cruel Intentions Are From Last Summer

The smokers' patio is, and God willing, will always be a place where the most charmingly useless ideas are borne. Like finding variations on the titles of dumb movie sequels. Cruel, crueller, and cruellest suffice for three movies, but what happens when a fourth, nay, a fifth, hits Blockbuster? Most Cruellest Intentions Ever. And of course, for a prequel, Dubious Intentions.

Tuesday, August 23, 2005

I had a dream...

My dream was as follows: I was visiting the Schniederjans, who had just had the baby, and I asked where she (the baby girl) was, so they led me to this industrial-size walk-in freezer and the baby's all the way in the back, in her carseat. I was shocked & appalled. They left her next to a big hanging side of beef and a crate of frozen french fries. I grabbed the baby and ran out w/ her and asked the parents what in hell they were thinking.
"She had a fever," Sean said, smiling obliviously.
I asked what her name is. Anne smiled brightly and said "Clive."
In my dream I thought that was clever and even a pretty name, but I don't remember why. "What's her middle name?" I asked.
"You're going to love this," Sean said, so excited and proud that he was squirming around in his chair this way and that, like he does when he's driving. "It's 'Middle.' "
"What?"
"Her middle name is just the word 'Middle.' Isn't that great?"
"No! That's not funny even in a dumb way!"
But they weren't listening. Clive's fever was coming back so off the trio trooped to the freezer.
The end.

Tuesday, August 16, 2005

Not the most romantic thing.....

....when you're on a date and you run into your mom, who is also on a date, as you're bar-hopping...