Posted on 11/28/2013 11:24:48 AM PST by Rex1971
Edited on 11/28/2013 11:27:18 AM PST by Admin Moderator. [history]
Darks, am sorry. Could not smile. Mouth was frozen shut. Thank Goodness, these gloves have not been an impediment to typing. I promise to smile as soon as the boiling hot oil unfreezes me.
Hey guys ... Please make the next mission in a warmer climate. I’ll volunteer cause I’m stupid from this cold.
I've never given any thought to Loudon Wainwright or Loudon Wainwright, Jr.
Being a dead skunk makes for a stunk up life. One gets sent to Elenin to harvest ice. Next time, Darks and Bob will probably nickname me Sue and send me out to the Sun since I asked for a warmer climate.
Well, someone has to sit in operations and observe the sun diver.
The room is warm, cozy, and not at all cold.
Won’t heat up much past comfort level either as the sun diver is many millions of miles away.
[Of course, final checkout requires that one verify that no tourists have boarded the sun diver.]
/ kidding.
No, you’re staying in the Ops center with the heat blanket.
Review of tapes caught Spider T337X throwing snowballs.
We will be reviewing his programming.
Could you send Bob ... Bob likes those warm climates, and Bob takes girls like Sauna and someone’s Great Great Great Grandmother, or is Bob tied up (literally in bondage) on the Venus mission?
Five Star General Darks ... when did you take up mind reading or is this the standard response?
Gosh. It was a friendly snowball fight.
LOL, well..
I’m very often cold, so basking in the sun would be fully in keeping with me.
Following the thought down the rabbit hole, sun diving would be even better!
/ end bad idea.
I headed that thought off at the pass, stole its boots, and then left it tied to the tracks as the marshmallow train flumphed down the tracks.
Terrible, the thing goes “Moomph!” upon hitting (and failing to damage) something.
But now you must warm up.
Head into the operations center and get warm.
Thought swears he did not know you were behind him!
Wrong thought.
Mine are...different.
Thought was safe, he didn’t stray from the path.
My thought strayed.
And had to be hunted down like the rogue he was.
10-4 ... Thanks Darks. Won’t hear from any of the guys for a while. A gentle warning ... If you follow Thought too far down that rabbit hole the boiling hot oil will warm you to the bone.
I don’t need to worry about that too much.
It’s the hideous creatures of legend I have to worry about.
Wandering forests, Marsh Mallows (think of a cat that has no obvious mouth legs or ears. Now imagine it trilling, wobbling like jello, blinking, and it likes you. Now run.) and of course the plague of rabbits.
Yeah, it’s safe; it only reflects back to you in print the data that your web browser makes available to every website you visit. Seeing the information is interesting; you may not expect how much is there.
The point of it all is this: while your browser isn’t revealing information that discloses who you are, it does reveal enough information to form a digital “fingerprint” that makes your browser more or less uniquely identifiable.
Rudolph the red-linked website
Had a very shiny link
And if you ever saw it
It’d really make you think
None of the other websites
Caused any trepidation
They were all so plain-Jane
In getting user information
Then one foggy Christmas Eve
A guy from the NSA
Said, “Rudolph with your link so bright
You’re giving users quite a fright.”
But, oh how the users loved him
And they shouted out with glee
Rudolph the red-linked website
You’ve helped us with our privacy!
Ah! I get it. A usage of the word “safe” with which I was previously unfamiliar....
Oh, of course! I figured Sr. and Jr. were dead.
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