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Posted on 10/05/2004 3:33:41 PM PDT by HairOfTheDog
Eleventh Thread: Wedding Edition: The Hobbit Hole XI - No One Admitted Except on Wedding Business!
New verse:
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Upon the hearth the fire is red, |
Still round the corner there may wait |
Home is behind, the world ahead, |
Well, it must be cuz we're sober then.
Got any of that funny-colored wine laying around? We'll be https-ing and filk-ing in no time! ~snicker~
Sounds awfully geeky to me!
You sure we want to be drunk and vulnerable in this crowd?
But we're geeky for other reasons, not because we want to be.
Funny, it really feels like the vodka has cleared my head, but I can tell I'm waaay off here.
Timothy Leary had the same thing happen.
Why not?
The worst that can happen is we will wake up and suddenly realize we can write code, understand anime and have a complete intolerance for words like "control objectives". *smile*
Maybe you're having a transcendental experience...
Oh and I forgot to add "have a complete archive of the Hobbit Hole threads in spreadsheet format".....
Heh, it's really cool to be a geek! Um, you get to eat weird food, like ramen noodles with tabasco sauce, and you speak in a language only geeks understand, and you pull weird hours and argue over things like where to put the { symbols in your Java code (there have been holy wars fought over that) and you have really no life at all.
And your idea of a really fun Friday night is looking for every anime music video ever made with the song "Particle Man" by They Might Be Giants, just because.
Nah, still got all my teeths...
Only the posting statistics are in spreadsheet format... the archives themselves are simple text files. ;)
Are they making fun of us, Bear?
Sigh. Normals just don't "get" geeks. My own mother doesn't understand...
Have they started itching?
Um... no...
The blank stare, the polite smile & nod... I know them well.
Don't laugh... s#!t like "control objectives" or "COBIT" as it is now called in the vernacular... is worth big stinkin' bucks in the trade.
I think maybe next year I'll hire myself out as a Sarb-Ox consultant. One thing for sure... I'll know more about it than the dickwads we're paying tens of thousands of bucks today.
The "well, if that's what appeals to you, dear"... yup. Fortunately she had to figure Dad out, so she had a few years of practice before my geekish tendencies began to show themselves.
Hair and Ruthie don't need to worry. Geek's not a choice, it's something you're born with. I just choose to embrace my geekiness.
I'm living vicariously through you, sis!
The same way I can enjoy horse ownership through hair and ecurbh, and lovely fall colors through Rosie, and so on...
Larry brandished a homemade tape and held it out for inspection. "A little TMBG?"
"Yes!" cried D.J. happily. "Severe Tire Damage!"
"Do it! Let's start this convention on a high note!" said Turk.
D.J. grabbed the tape from Larry and inserted it into the battered cassette player. Burt leaned forward. "What is that?"
D.J. was aghast. "Don't tell me you don't know They Might Be Giants?"
"Oh, them," said Burt. "They did that cover of 'Istanbul Was Constantinople.'"
"That was a cover?" said Larry in wonderment.
"The very same," said Turk. "And they also did a series of songs about none other than the Planet of the Apes saga."
"Really?" said Burt.
Several tense minutes passed while D.J. tried to find the songs on the tape. "Finally," he said, pressing play for the hundredth time.
Burt listened to the music, a live recording, for several minutes. He was the only one in the van not periodically snickering. "Man, this sucks," Burt finally said. "Can we listen to something else?"
"Burt, you philistine," said D.J. "it's a song about the Planet of the Apes!"
"Yeah, and it's a crappy song," said Burt.
"But, Burt, it's about the Planet of the Apes, man," said Turk. "You know, 'we're waiting for our thumbs?' That's funny sh*t, man!"
"There's got to be a better song about Planet of the Apes out there," said Burt. "And I'm going to find it."
"Whatever, dude," said Turk.
"Shush," said D.J. "Here's the disco part."
Burt put his head in his hands and contemplated his immediate future.
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