The Hobbit Hole III - Journey to the Cross-roads!

[HairOfTheDog]

Welcome to The Hobbit Hole!

Journey to the Cross-roads
The Two Towers Edition

Come on! Come in! -if you would like to have some seedcakes and a pint and relax a while. (If it is a special occasion, we still have a few bottles of the old wineyards left!)

Our first thread ( New Zealander builds Hobbit hole ) reached 4,100 posts, and we thought that was big. Our second thread (The New Hobbit Hole ) held us for over 48,000 posts, and we loved it dearly. We talked about moving to a new thread for the last 38,000 posts, but we are really slow to muster! Finally, the time has come. Tomorrow (at 12:01 am, to be precise!) The Two Towers comes out, and we start a new chapter.

[Overtaxed]

you wouldn't believe summa the things I've seen in pawn shops....

See?

[HairOfTheDog]

eeeuugheeeeugheeeuugh....

How is that pronounced?

[Corin Stormhands]

Can you drive to your mailbox?

[Corin Stormhands]

It's 65,535 = 2^16 - 1, by the way.

There's always an overachiever in every crowd...

[HairOfTheDog]

(I miss LCS!)

I miss LCS too! - and Penny! and Rosie! and Vim!

[Corin Stormhands]

There’s a grief that can’t be spoken
There’s a pain goes on and on
Empty chairs at empty tables
Now my friends are dead and gone
Here they talked of revolution
Here it was they lit the flame
Here they sang about “tomorrow”
And tomorrow never came.
From the table in the corner
They could see a world reborn
And they rose with voices ringing
I can hear them now
The very worlds that they had sung
Became their last communion
On the lonely barricade at dawn!
Oh my friends, my friends, forgive me
That I live and you are gone.
There’s a grief that can’t be spoken
There’s a pain goes on and on
Phantom faces at the window
Phantom shadows on the floor
Empty chairs at empty tables
Where my friends will meet no more.
Oh my friends, my friends, don’t ask me
What your sacrifice was for
Empty chairs at empty tables
Where my friends will sing no more.

[JenB]

No, Corin, I'm not an overachiever... It's a computer number. 2^16 represents the two-byte limit. It's fundamental in programming, that's why I know it.

[g'nad]

i drive to mine... 1 1/3 miles each way...

[HairOfTheDog]

I can and have driven to my mailbox, however, the mailbox is on the shoulder of the road which isn't really wide enough to get totally off the road, and puts me at risk of getting hit head-on in my truck. I have actually concluded I would be better off that way than getting hit without the truck, but I just need to realize emotionally that the cars are not going to hit me walking. They are not really out to get me.

[Corin Stormhands]

I didn't realize you were a fundamentalist. ;-)

[JenB]

Raise a glass to ignorance
Drink a toast to fear
Beginning of the end is come
That's why we all are here
Strike up the band and play a song
And try hard not to cry
And fake a smile as we all say goodbye
Goodbye, goodbye....

[HairOfTheDog]

Phantom faces at the window
Phantom shadows on the floor

If they are just lurking, they better say HI!

[JenB]

Fundamentalist Calvinist, that's really scary :D

[g'nad]

How is that pronounced?

http://www.fortunecity.com/lavendar/thundercrack/224/bobreak.wav

[HairOfTheDog]

It's a computer number. 2^16 represents the two-byte limit.

Why was it ordained that there be a two byte limit, and why is the thread only 2 bytes?

[Corin Stormhands]

They are not really out to get me.

[g'nad]

and you hear their ghosts call
as you pass the billabong
"who'll go Waltzin' Matilda with me?"

[Lil'freeper]

Well, good luck on that interview!

[Wneighbor]

Ahhh. Fully splains it now. Especially with that couple in mind. That's definitely one experience that has an impact.

[Lil'freeper]

Class was very silly.