Dean's World

You're a sneaky scum, Dean...

(I had other pejoratives in mind than "scum"; but I respect MJ too much, and they all would've reflected poorly on her.)

Comedians in front of me, humorists behind me...

Can anyone recommend a good beer?

My favorites:

Fullers london porter
Belhaven scottish ale

Computer about to turn into pumpkin. See you tommorow night.

So we've been introducing Jake to the Indiana Jones movies. We just watched The Last Crusade tonight. Fun movie. Unfortunately we had to see them out of order, so Temple of Doom is next. Sadly, that's the weakest of the three. (Really I think they could have stopped with the first one...)

lol hav u heard about those moslem s in iraq?

tehy are shooting at are solders and stuff

oncei herd that tehy eat a christian firstborn on teh first &last night of ramadan

much like the joos

I’m suffering through some major allergy issues tonight. Just popped my second Benydryl, so it won’t be long till I am completely incapable of human interaction.

Hasta la vista, ya’ll.

Strange….. As I was drifting off into the ether, just before I was awakened by a major myoclonic jerk, I experienced a mildly erotic vision of myself interacting with matoko-chan.

Or maybe I was with Martin Shoemaker….

You know, their names kind of look alike. And apparently my mind works textually/graphically like that.

Anyway, no offense Martin, but I hope it was matoko-chan…..

Ouch. My back. I moved the other day (been moving for the past two weeks, but the movers took the heavy stuff yesterday). Was back at the old apartment today cleaning and getting the last few things out. You know, there are never enough boxes and I have had to shuttle boxes - pack, unpack, pack, unpack - to get everything out. The new place is a townhouse, more room, and a garage to put my Sammy (the Sebring convertible) in for the winter. A garage! Oh, the joy! A garage! Bonus is I am less than a mile from work, so I'll be hoofing it most days, rain, snow or shine. (Gotta try to keep Sammy out of the salt as much as possible.) Heck, I hoofed it to school most days, so why not now?

Have a washer, but no dryer yet so clotheslines are up in the basement. Unpacking the books is going to be a special joy (meant that both straight and ironic).
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Naftali, MacAndrews Scotch Ale is one that will bite.

Arnold, the last place I was in the apartment complex remodeled the kitchen. Yes, emptying everything into the livingroom was another pain in my damaged back. However, I do enjoy remodelling and playing around with my saws and drills. One of these days I will get back into my own house and can landscape again.

Scott, mucho congrats, man!

naftali:

Can anyone recommend a good beer?

Oddly enough, I can, despite the fact that I can't stand alcohol. See, the rest of my fencing club members have each individually made it their mission to make up for the beer I'm not drinking, so I've been well schooled in beer.

The club has many different drinkers, with many different tastes. And yet they all seem to agree on one beer: Hacker-Schorr Weiss. There's a ritual involved in drinking it, although they tell me it's a practical ritual because of how it keeps the yeast in the bottle and not in you. You get the large bottle (they tell me the beer in the small bottles tastes different, somehow) and a slightly larger glass, plus a lemon slice. You rub the lemon slice along the rim, then crumple it and drop it in the bottom of the glass. Next you up-end the glass over the bottle; and then you right the glass and thus up-end the bottle. And then quickly but not too quickly, you lift the bottle out of the glass, keeping the bottle's lip right at the level of the foam. When you get to the top, you tilt the bottle over with just a small bit left. All of the yeast will be in that small leftover slurry.

They tell me you'll enjoy it. To me, it smells like all other beer: foul.

One of my fencing buddies also recommends the Jolly Pumpkin Artisan Ales line, which I usually bring him when I stay as a guest in his house. He particularly likes La Roja. Jolly Pumpkin is brewed right near us, so I don't know how easy it will be to find.

Dean:

So we've been introducing Jake to the Indiana Jones movies. We just watched The Last Crusade tonight. Fun movie. Unfortunately we had to see them out of order, so Temple of Doom is next. Sadly, that's the weakest of the three.

Are you sure Jake will see it that way? I agree that the storylines are more sophisticated in the other two; but it seems to me that Temple of Doom has more kid-pleasing stuff. There's a kid in a major role, of course. But there's also the monkey brains, the roller coaster, the spiders...

Arnold:

You have a 30 foot long kitchen? My word, man, do you entertain small armies?

None of you can possibly know endless chaos...

Heh. I can't go into details, due to NDA; but I've been tasked with comprehending a competitor's code so that my client can devise a way to integrate our code into it. And that competitor's code may very well be the worst production code I have ever seen. There, sir, is endless chaos!

The frustrating part is that, while an NDA keeps me from discussing the code with you, I can't discuss it with them, either. My client wants to stay at arm's reach from the code, for various legal reasons. They're using me as a buffer, so that they can demonstrate that none of the competitor's code ended up in their own code. (Like anyone would want it...) So I can't discuss it with anyone. All I can do is sit in my cubicle, pore over code and draw UML models, and occasionally giggle hysterically at how bad it is (or bang my head on the desk if it's exceptionally stupid).

jaymaster:

There's not enough Benadryl in the world for it to have been me.

But bonus points for making me look up myoclonic.

I can go for a bitterstout like guiness but I'm looking for something sweet.I tried imperial stout thinking that it was sweet.And it was, in a raunchy nighttime medican sort of way(though it does work;)

I'll try Hacker-Schorr Weiss

Thank you

As long as I brought it up: here's Baker Street. Oh, man, what a song!