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Just a thought. Who would support the idea of an informal lounge oscar pool?
Seeing as a lot of the technical stuff can seem almost random it might be a good idea to stick to the main catagories. Then again the smaller ones could throw a lot of points around and make it more interesting. I don't know.

Here are my piliminary guesses in math form

Anything with Nazis > British people playing American > random crap no one saw > Wall-e

And frankly I think Heath Ledger is a lock for supporting actor. The fact that they completly ignored the masterpeice of a film otherwise just calls attention to the fact they were trying to find a spot to put him. That alone could give him the win.

I almost lost my engagement ring at the grocery store tonight. I dropped a box off crackers and as I fumbled for it my ring slipped off and went flying. It's been dry here lately and my ring is pretty loose right now. I admit, I freaked. Three weeks to my wedding and my engagement ring is running away.

I had to get down on the floor and look under the displays, but I found it.

This is why my wedding band is 1/4 size smaller.

i want.

:D

Awse

At 1/24/09 12:24 AM, Proteas wrote:

.... I love you.

Nuff Said

A simple, rhetorical question for everyone: how fucking difficult can it be to fly direct to Toronto?!?

It seems the majority of fares from London (not in Iran last time I checked, in case Doobie is reading this...) to Toronto involve at least one stop, and are extortionate as hell - which is in no part due to one of two price-fixing cartels: British Airways and Air France, or the mass of United, Continental, American and Delta.

BA and Air France are the ultimate piss-take by charging over £1,100 and losing a day's worth of your trip bouncing around various airports, although United expecting you to change at Newark and O'Hare is just as bad, and seems more like they want you to miss your connection.

So, if anyone can construct me a zeppelin, now's the time to mention it.

Peh, marriages and other crap...............just not me.

Any whos, decided to move guidelines to another page. So, yeah, if you still have suggestions, just pm me.

At 1/24/09 01:43 PM, D2Kvirus wrote: So, if anyone can construct me a zeppelin, now's the time to mention it.

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What about Air Canada. They fly to London.
From Halifax International to London England is $374.00 Canadian plus whatever taxes/airport fees are. According to New Wave travel...its the same price from Toronto as well. That was for a flight leaving Jan31 & retruning FEb.7....I didn't know your info so I just made that up. That's who I buy tickets from...but Air Canada must have a reservation system in Heathrow, if they fly there.

So the other night we had a ploughman's supper - cheese, fruit, veggies, cold chicken, prosciutto, various crackers, wine - and I have to say, I love leftovers sometimes. I made little sandwiches with prosciutto and brie on garlic toast and chicken and port salut on rye crackers. ZOMG om nom.

Last night we went out to eat at the inn my wife works at and they have a nice sit down restaurant.

Had an awesome panini. so good.

I should not be left alone with my thoughts.

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At 1/24/09 11:04 PM, reviewer-general wrote: I should not be left alone with my thoughts.

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Nobody should.

At 1/24/09 11:18 PM, Der-Lowe wrote: Nobody should.

What about a philosopher?

They should be alone to unlock the secrets of the world.

At 1/24/09 11:19 PM, BrianEtrius wrote:

At 1/24/09 11:18 PM, Der-Lowe wrote: Nobody should.

What about a philosopher?

They should be alone to unlock the secrets of the world.

Not really, one can think collectively, and every theory has to be validated by other academics.
But this is turning into a debate, and no philosophy in teh lounge u.

At 1/24/09 09:01 PM, SevenSeize wrote: I wish I lived closer to you.

What's stoppin' ya?

Prosciutto is awesome. We put some on a pizza the other day, and it came out better than you'd think.

This was something called Speck, which is a smoked prosciutto with some kind of crust on the outside, sliced super thin. It's definitely unique. Of course, Steve's response was "Hey, that looks like bacon!"

Dogs don't know it's not bacon.

My friend's secret Windows password was zxc
LOL

At 1/25/09 12:11 AM, Der-Lowe wrote: My friend's secret Windows password was zxc
LOL

Meh. Mac makes you put in a password for upgrades and whatnot. You periodically have to enter it when you want something done. I realized you could change it to no characters, so you just had to hit enter. But, hey, at least his password wasn't qwerty.

Wow, this place has really gone downhill.

At 1/25/09 02:46 AM, Jose wrote: Wow, this place has really gone downhill.

Who are you?

fuck. polygyny, and polyandry. both polygamy. and i'm the one in anthropology.

for those who were in the polygamy thread. i feel stupid.

At 1/25/09 02:58 AM, fli wrote:

At 1/25/09 02:46 AM, Jose wrote: Wow, this place has really gone downhill.

Who are you?

The correct question is, who are you?

ooo; stack of evil auras.

At 1/24/09 11:18 PM, Der-Lowe wrote:

At 1/24/09 11:04 PM, reviewer-general wrote: I should not be left alone with my thoughts.

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Nobody should.

Burn.

At 1/25/09 02:46 AM, Jose wrote: Wow, this place has really gone downhill.

Maybe

At 1/25/09 03:22 AM, SolInvictus wrote: ooo; stack of evil auras.

I was the gateway aura.

ha! the auras are framed!

While we are on the subject of evil, I think I will tell you a little story. Gather around, dim the lights and cook up some hot coco, this will chill you to the bone. It is, of course, a true story, in which I and a friend of mine take the roles of main characters.

It might have happened last christmas, the event has left my sense of date somewhat squashed. It was the day before christmas eve, and my friend and I were busy drawing sonic-comics. Many of these comics were a result of my vivid imagination, but the real muscle in this process was my friend. He became spellbound by the sonic characters this autumn, but he has been drawing things for ages. He likes to draw comics, so I lent a hand providing ideas, and told him he should post his works on a site solely dedicated to fanart. We worked, or rather, HE worked and I, well, had a "creative break", trying to solve the rubiks cube that my friend had recently rediscovered. Late afternoon turned to late evening, and before you could say ZOMG night had come. Have you ever experienced the nordic winter night? It is dark as a coalsack in a cave shoved up some kind of giant rectum, and colder than you would imagine. My friend drew and drew, and I continuosly kept trying to align the sides of my cube in accordance with the coloured quadrats. An impossible task, I soon discovered, and I heard the words of some suspicious character, a bat-shit insane part of myself that I usually isolate inside the very depths of my mind. "Machined by the dark one " it said. " worse than evil itself, more innocent-looking than a dead hamster, but let it, and it will eat your soul ALIVE!!!" the voice whispered. I looked at the cube. I have seen numerous dead hamsters, and I swear they looked more guilty than this cubular item. " Pure Evil " I said aloud. " Satan himself " my friend insightfully replied. I threw the satanic cube away in despair, the motion numbing my arm. The numbing was not the result of evil powers trying to control me, it was just my elbows soft spot hitting a table leg as a result of my sudden, throwing motion. I decided to watch some fresh prince of Bel-Air, partially to cleanse my mind, but mostly because it was bitch-ass fucking funny.
Time passed, and soon midnight had come. " Have you noticed my christmas gnome, by the way? " my friend asked. " It sits there, under the christmas tree. ". I turned my head to the tree, and sure enough, there it laid, meeting my gaze with blue, but blind, plastic eyes. " It does not look friendly ." I said. " It sure does not. But in all honesty, do you not think that is the least of our problems? It is the night before christmas eve, and yet no snow has fallen. I can see that my lawn needs mowing, and no matter how you look at it, that is wrong, even more so in the winter! " my friend shook his head saying this, and I nodded in agreement. Snow had fallen several times now, but mother natures earlier attempts at covering everything in white fluff had not lasted. " A bad omen " I thought.
" Something so positively negative... " I did not finish this thought. Deep back in the mass of protein and goo that makes up my brain gears started moving. It was insane, the thought that with accelerating speed made its way towards the conscious parts of my brain. It was the neural equivalent of a cock joke, but it was logical. " Negative and negative makes a positive force! " I mumbled. " Everyone knows Christmas gnomes are evil, that they want to take over the world and are plotting to do so as I am thinking this, thus they are a negative, destructive force. That cube can not be solved, and any evidence that suggests it can be has been planted by the advocates of darkness, making it also a negative force. Evil contains the seed to its own destruction, and a negative negative equals something positive! " I reasoned. I started sweating heavily and my eyes glazed over. I was not seeing the physical world anymore, what I saw was something bigger and a lot more sinister. It could be called the truth, but I would not know. It was at the least a very, very beautiful and voluptuous lie. I darted after the cube, grasped it, and clutching it between my fists, I made my way towards the christmas gnome. It was smiling, but it looked unsure somehow. It could have been the perspective that changed when I neared the gnome, but I swear it looked more and more horrified the closer I came. I reached the gnome and dropped on my knees, and placed the Rubiks cube with shaking hands in the lap of the gnome. A weight dropped of my shoulders as I did so, and I realised I had been carrying my friends cat on my shoulder during my recent psychotic episode. " Why look at that, it fits perfectly! " my friend told me. " Even christmas gnomes need christmas presents. " I replied with a smile. It had worked, and proof thereof came within minutes. Large, happy, and white snowflakes started sailing down from the heavens, making their way towards solid ground, achingly waiting to make contact with it.

Christmas had come.

Is the aura being framed a new thing? I don't get it. I chose neutral because I beleived that I would vote as a champion of fairness and justice! Now it's just the green thing that comboined with my level tells me where I left a disscussion.

At 1/25/09 07:46 AM, zephiran wrote: A GIANT WALL OF TEXT ! ! ! !

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WOW, It'll be a challenge to climb to the top of that mountain !!! where's my climbing harness, <dig, dig...root dig> HMM everything I need except my ascenders ... they must be out in the rigging bag that's in my truck.

At 1/25/09 11:06 AM, morefngdbs wrote:

At 1/25/09 07:46 AM, zephiran wrote: A GIANT (but somewhat SCARY) WALL OF TEXT ! ! ! !

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WOW, It'll be a challenge to climb to the top of that mountain !!! where's my climbing harness, <dig, dig...root dig> HMM everything I need except my ascenders ... they must be out in the rigging bag that's in my truck.

Perhaps I should practice on making my texts that more climbable by implementing a more ladder-like design? And do not bother getting those ascenders, just hire a bunch of sherpas.

At 1/25/09 11:35 AM, zephiran wrote:

At 1/25/09 11:06 AM, morefngdbs wrote:

At 1/25/09 07:46 AM, zephiran wrote: A GIANT (but somewhat SCARY) WALL OF TEXT ! ! ! !

;;;;;;;
WOW, It'll be a challenge to climb to the top of that mountain !!! where's my climbing harness, <dig, dig...root dig> HMM everything I need except my ascenders ... they must be out in the rigging bag that's in my truck.

Perhaps I should practice on making my texts that more climbable by implementing a more ladder-like design? And do not bother getting those ascenders, just hire a bunch of sherpas.

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I can't afford the airfare costs of flying them here.
Then there would be hotel accomidations, food (what do those people eat ?) IT would be too costly !
It'll be cheaper to call in a favor from some of my union buddies. We've never encountered a venue yet that we couldn't overcome & get the job done. Between myself & 2 others I work with all the time there is little in the climbing/rigging hardware we don't own ;-)

At 1/24/09 07:03 PM, morefngdbs wrote:

At 1/24/09 01:43 PM, D2Kvirus wrote: So, if anyone can construct me a zeppelin, now's the time to mention it.

;;;;;;;
What about Air Canada. They fly to London.
From Halifax International to London England is $374.00 Canadian plus whatever taxes/airport fees are. According to New Wave travel...its the same price from Toronto as well. That was for a flight leaving Jan31 & retruning FEb.7....I didn't know your info so I just made that up. That's who I buy tickets from...but Air Canada must have a reservation system in Heathrow, if they fly there.

I found one on Air Transat for £410 (or £420 on Expedia - where's the extra £10 for the same flight come from?!?), and it's £378 on their site.

Meanwhile, I did go a quite impressive shade of purple at British Airways' offering, so to quote a bulletin on Myspace:
Ah, the joys of looking for the cheapest airfare - or, as it should be, the least extortionate.

If it isn't a cartel of the United, Continental and Delta airlines dictating no fare shall be less than £650 (but preferably £750) despite dumping you in Newark/O'Hare/Atlanta/Orlando halfway through your flight as the notion of direct flights is alien to them, you can rely on British Airways to have you considering a combination of walking and swimming to your destination.

For example, this is the price breakdown of a return flight to Toronto, with both legs direct:
London-Toronto: £170
Toronto-London: £1149
Total: £1319

What the hell do they have on the return flight in order to justify the pornographic mark-up? Blackjack and hookers?!?

It's official, mugging is now legal in Britain - it's called booking a flight...

Next up, getting from Toronto to Flint, then the geneneral direction of Grayling...