YSaC, Vol. 739: Octa-gone.
☺ Octagon Shaped End Table ☺ – $10
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Our own Astrognash sent this one in, saying, “I think Frank is happy to be getting rid of his CatPhysics-inducing end table. See, he’s smiling!”
It’s perfectly obvious to me — there’s six sides, the top, and the bottom! See? It’s an octagon! Now, I’m not so sure about this one, though:
Large, Unique Octagon Wood Framed Mirror – $750
[text of ad irrelevant]
That is, indeed, a unique octagon. Here’s what I’m guessing: “Well, there’s four corners, and each corner has two sides, so that’s eight sides … so it must be an octagon!”
Somewhat disappointingly, there’s also no reflectoporn in the mirror. Except that if you squint really hard, it kind of looks like the one of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles is standing in the doorway.
Thanks, Astrognash!
Catmath on a Monday morning? That seems cruel. I tried to get my catulator warmed up. It bit me, then climbed up on the bookshelf and is now asleep. My backup catulator went into hiding. That can’t be a good sign.
Manda, you forgot the whitefish! Send one of the kids in with it. 8)
My catulator is being ornery today. He’s walking around, opening all the cupboards he can open, and scratching at the ones he can’t. I don’t think he’ll be much use for catulations right now.
Mine woke me up early to read this a day late (by sitting next to my head and patting my face). Any answers will be suspect, so I’m not going to bother … whitefish or no.
Hey! If you add all the sides together from both ads you’ll get an octogon!
Finally, it all starts making sense!
Nope, show this to the catulator (and a salmon treat). After flopping on the crinkly paper the catulator seems certain that the figures formed are moronogons.
So what would happen if you put that mirror on top of that table? I’m thinking the combination would open a portal to the 6/8th (3/4th) dimension, which is almost, but not quite like this one, as everything seems to be off by about a quarter.
A quarter and a half.
Sorry, my mistake, so half a quarter is 7/10ths which would make everything off by 29.5%. That’s almost two thirds! That’s not very similar at all really, is it?
Curses, I hated the “percentage difference” whatnot in middle school… the worst part is, I can’t even tell if your math is making any sense or if it’s catmath! That’s why I got into the “squishy” sciences in college (took a lot of anatomy and physiology classes…. nothing like the smell of formaldehyde in the morning to wake up a non-morning person!)
This is YSaC therefore, this is catmath.
You know, I have been very sad that I could not use proof symbolism in typing. I always loved the triangle of dots as the symbol for “therefore” – I think I shall go looking to see if there is an ASCII code for it.
(And now I want to go dig out my “Methods of Proof” textbook and flip through it again. It’s one of the very few textbooks I have kept over the years.)
I remember using that as a shorthand when taking notes, and sometimes still do when I’m writing stuff just for myself. I also appropriated ~ to mean “about” and Δ for “change” 🙂
Syllogism proof!
The table has at least 6 sides.
An anatomically complete octopus has at least 6 tentacles.
Therefore the table is an octagon.
QED Bitches!
P.S. Moira: ∴ is & there4 ; …. It made me feel dirty to type “4” instead of “fore” I won’t even shop at a place or buy a car or whatnot that says “4 sale.” That car is “4 sale?” Where are the other three?
Edit: Agh, didn’t even work! Silly google.
Edit edit: ∴ So it’s & # 8756 ; I guess I didn’t need to feel dirty after all :-p
Elebenty brazillion doors!!!!!11!!1!!!!111!!!!elebenty!
[Edit] Now, I just need to go find where we were told how to use that. :p [/Edit]
My google-fu is not honed any more. I have flabby fu.
Edit again:
∴
∴
∴
YAY
**points at link**
Reference Chart of Special Characters on HTML Source
And two draws.
[blockquote]The table has at least 6 sides.
An anatomically complete octopus has at least 6 tentacles.
Therefore the table is an octagon[/blockquote]
Uh, should not line Three read: “∴ It is a tablepod”?
Well,it’s going to take a lot of quarters to buy both of these items. We better get going.
Also, I think certain regulars are more intelligible there.
I thought you needed more fiber to be regular? Apparently, you just need to be intelligible… So we can take some dictionaries and grammar and composition books, and market them to the
gulliblemasses as colon health aids? Instant millions!To be fair, books do have a lot of fiber in them.
They do have a lot of fiber, but, strangely, if you actually eat the paper, the end effect may be as if you didn’t ingest any. You’re better off gnawing on particle board.
I hear country music is big over there.
Wait…hold on. I think I’ve figured out the first one. We’ve been thinking about this all wrong. Sure, it has six sides around but it also has a top and a bottom. We’ve made the equation too complicated before. It is so simple. Based on prior catmath… *grabs sleeping catulator off of shelf and excitedly begins catulations*
6 + 2 = 643 mint and tuna juleps ?????
You have got to be kidding me!!!
LOLA! Flask please!
The catulator came in and said “nrrrrow?” on the topic of tuna juleps.
Now we are flopped on the floor near the liquor buffet cabinet (which is a choke point to the kitchen, so the placement is probably more strategic than tactical).
*passes julep for the catulator*
I muddled the tuna myself. Cheers!
Well, the mirror one is really a square and a circle getting it on and since a circle only has one side and a square has 4 sides, that would make it a pentagon. My catulator is hiding under the bed since I had the evil vacuum cleaner out earlier…
A square and. Circle getting it on…reflectoporn has now been redefined.
Gah! Please forgive random punctuation and spelling issues in the above comment. It is wonky on my phone and I cannot edit from here.
Manda, that shape is what is commonly known as a squircle, and is the direct result of late nights with too much alchohol. I’ve always felt sorry for squircles–neither parent wants to take responsibility for it, so they end up trying to make their own identity. Apparently, as an octogon.
Manda, I think you may have figured out. The random punctuation in; Some of these ads.
Manda — Laurelhach is correct (good thinking!!!).
It’s similar to combining and spoon and a fork – a spork – which is popular in some fast-food places. I’m sure your little creative geniuses, you know, “Not Me” can come up with some others for you.
Quail + Beef = Bail.
Beef + Quail = Buell
Vroooooom!!!
Quail + Beef = Que…
*oh, never mind
Our dahlek is quite wise in the way of adult beverages–a unique feat for being 17.
Not really, I just act clever. I DID make a five on my AP world history exam, though. After staying at a Holiday Inn Express.*
*I may not have stayed there
Just saying, I’ll let you village elders take care of the flask.
You know, the ancient Greek geometers warned us that squaring the circle wasn’t possible…
Is that like dividing by zer
That’s like dividing by Herakles or Poseid….
Like putting a square peg in a round hole.
Psst …. the secret is a bigger hammer … my kids taught me that
This is not my hammer, the hammer is my…
[past experience corey] Ick, now have to work off a twitch.
Those of us afflicted with an education in Architecture are forced
(in that twisted sado-puritan ethic of it cannot be “good” schoolwork unless the students can be seen to be suffering) to wrestle with the geometry of ancient philosophy.
And with naught but pencil and paper and compass and triangle {twitch}
Only slightly improved by the coming of CAD technology.
For any would-be programmers out there at this task, get the User to define the Square first, as the area calculated is faster than starting with the area of a used-generated circle. All the rest of that is arcane and picayune details of the code to generate the shapes on screen. {gack}
[/corey]
Is that like TriangleMan and Plato going to the mat?
[philosophy corey] Early philosophy was much more closely linked with the marvels of mathematics.
So, a universe where pi is an irregular constant. but could constrain an area as precisely as a square was a topic for much consideration. The nature of squaring (raising to 2nd power) was a subject of wonder, too. Also, the fact that a circle contains the greatest area for a given perimeter was well known, too.
There was a quest to find the perfect squared circle, where the perimeter and area of both objects would both match. Which would then reduce to a formula which might just explain the less-explicable bits of the universe.
Turns out math is nothing more than a very precise way to define how little a person actually knows (at least until the mice came along)
“Oh no, here we go again.”
[/corey]
Are they wrestling ancient-greek style?
Egghh… -_-
I am reminded of http://xkcd.com/435/
Also, Rene Descartes was a drunken fart
[corey]Actually, it seems to me that math, science and philosophy were all one thing once upon a time. They have only comparatively recently diverged as instrumentation for observing and recording the marvels of the universe have improved. Now, the sciences seek to explain what *is* and the philosophies seek to explore what *should be*.[/corey]
<3
LRC – Extra doors (more than 6 but less than 8 ) for the Dr. Horrible reference!
In ad one – I think we can safely take the 6-sided octagon off the endangered species list since it appears they are so abundant as to be selling on CL for -$10.
In ad two – why is that turtle sneering at me? I didn’t touch his &*(#$ pizza, I swear.
Manda, pass me the flask when you’re done with it okay?
Not only are they abundant but the storage space in them is virtually useless. A guy I lived with had a set of these 6-sided octagon end tables and I think he only hid booze in them because nothing else fit properly inside a 6-sided octagon with no shelves.
They would probably tessellate nicely, though.
Tessellating Hexagons should be our band name.
Did you hear? Subway is tessellating cheese now!
That was one of the most important things on the news channels since the senate renamed any foods with the word “French” in them.
Yeah, but they were so much better when they were
Hexagonal Tesselation,
before they sold out to The Man, man . . .
My parents has some six sided octagon tables when I was young. They were the perfect size to hide in. I think we got rid of them after the 400th time my mom nearly had a heart attack from me and my brother jumping out and screaming “RAR!”
When I wasn’t hiding in them (we … have photos …) we stored LP records in them. Then they were used for irregularly-stacked VHS tapes. It occurs to me that they were the family repository for technology that is almost on its way out … if they hadn’t gotten rid of them, I’d check them the next time I was home to see what the next thing was that was going to be obsolete …
i just dont do math. i call it a many-sided table. math is right out.
I offer a beginning math class called “The Secret to Positive and Negative Zero”. Would you like to sign up? I can give you our Monday discount … 1 for $20 or (you could bring a friend) with our 2 for $50 discounted rate.
Can I bring a two friends for $45?
Since it is Monday lets go with $35 and that’s my final offer.
The 4-sided-plus-circle octagon is a rare subspecies of the 6-sided octagon never before seen on film. I bet the second poster is gonna get a show on the Furniture Discovery Channel for this.
Here we can see the rare Octagon Table in the wild. Like many herbivorous tables, the Octagon Table feeds mostly on carpet lint, dust, and coasters. This species of table has a peculiar defense mechanism. When attacked by a predator, the table can shed one of its sides to distract the attacker and thus get away.
This particular Octagon looks to have lead a hard life. It appears to have shed three of its sides during its lifetime and only has six left. With the table’s defenses depleted it can only hope that the hungry ottoms don’t spot it.
And here we see the fresh corpse of an Octagon Table. It’s been stripped of all it’s sides leaving only four. The reflective bones bleach in the lights of circling cameras waiting for the more aggressive predators to finish with the carcass and move on. Such is the way of the wild.
And before Bridgete gets here. I did notice my it’s/its confusion… after the edit timer expired.
I need to steal Fractals commenting guru skills so that I can correct my stuff when I finally do notice the mistakes (Or when everyone has supplied a correction).
Foiled!
I was here, but typing elsewhere.
Oh, but wait! It appears you only have a limited number of apostrophes, and so when you wasted one on an improper “it’s”, you were unable to use it on “Fractal’s”. Here, have some of mine, I have plenty.
”””
Curses’!
And have a few hypercommas*, compliments of the house.
;;;;;;;;;;;;;;
*Semicolon is so demeaning.
Oooo, hypercommas rock!
*Blink* Taco? Octogon -> lost 3 sides -> has 6 left? Or did I miss the funny in my pre-caffeinated state? I’m sure that’s been known to happen around here… :-p
EB, I was assuming it was more catmath since losing all its sides also results in 4 sides being left.
Have a slice of coffee until Lola gets here.
Yeah, I missed that one. I’ll pass on the slice of coffee (don’t drink it, and I think it’s nasty anyways) but I finished my bottle of water mixed with energy drink powder during a staff meeting, so I should be waking up soon :-p
I will stay in the Jeep while Jim wrestles to giant Octotable…
I’ll hold the camera for you.
Crikey!
I’m gonna go shove my fist into that table’s cabinet!
Arrrggghhh, oh god my hand! Why did I put my hand in there?! The doors are bruising my forearm! Somebody quickly tranquilize it!
Laurel used SLEEPINGPOWDER
*sparkly noise*
It’s not very effective.
Oh well, sorry Taco.
Isn’t Monday too early in the week for a Pokémon reference?
Besides Black and White won’t be out until next spring… err… not that I would know that.
Black and White? That seems a little… meh. I mean, look at the progression:
Red/Blue/Yellow
Gold/Silver
Ruby/Sapphire/Emerald
FireRed/LeafGreen
Diamond/Pearl/Platinum
HeartGold/SoulSilver (which I still think should have been Pyrite and Platinum, but oh well)
Black/White?
Seems kind of like they’re regressing.
Err… not that I would know all this.
Maybe it’s a return to simpler times.
More likely they ran out of colors and were like “Crap, what do we have left?! We’re out of colors!”
Michael Jackson on the radio, “It doesn’t matter if you’re black or white! Ehee!”
“Ok, I guess we’ll go with that then.”
PS. Astro, you knowing that makes you way more of a hardcore gamer than most teenagers I’ve talked to.
Hats off to you, bud.
Well, I road the D&P Bandwagon, but got off around the release of Platinum.
I still check in on the goings on in the Pokemon world now and then, just to see if they’re doing anything interesting.
Also, I got scared off from the fandom when, at the tender age of 11, a cheap rickroll knock-off caused me to have the fact that their is a Pokemon Prawn community burned irreparably into my memory. Even recalling it like this brings up a bit of a gag reflex.
Yeah, you have to watch out for Rule34. It’ll jump your most innocent childhood memories and squash them under giant breasts.
Or something like that.
Well, the worst part about it was that my childhood memory of Pokemon was not squashed under giant shoulder-knees, but under two massive links.
Arrggghh my mind’s eye!
Black and White was a somewhat amusing computer game a while back.
What the islanders want to know is, are you a good god, or an evil god?
(But wait, if only wicked witches are ugly, then why does Glinda have to ask Dorothy if she’s a good witch or a bad witch?)
Ahh, I remember Black and White. I’d usually get to the fourth world then lose interest.
I’d lightning all my own villages then throw the bodies at my opponents.
“If someone asks if you’re a god, you say “Yes”…!”
Moira, I still say that Glinda and the wizard were evil. I never, even as a child, understood how Dorothy got away with not one, but two “accidental” homicides.
Team Elfaba – Go Green!
Hear hear! I loved her line in Wicked, “What kind of person steals a dead woman’s shoes?”
It does make you wonder what kind of upbringing Dorothy had, to make her wind up a child-like spree-killer who keeps trophies of her victims, hallucinates vivid fantasy worlds and tears down perfectly functional governance regimes simply because she doesn’t get her own way. Tsktsk, kids those days.
You can blame H’Wood for a fair amount of that. Baum’s story was a bit different. After seeing and then reading Wicked, I *had* to go back to the source material to learn where it all started from. Baum’s characters are really all remarkably stupid.
And around about the time I saw Wicked (and got the album), I also watched Pushing Daisies and now I *adore* Kristen Chenowyth.
Seriously. Not. an. octagon.
I believe the term is:
Octopentahexosparkyhedron.
I think I’m going to need some help here.
See, I have this table that I know it isn’t an octagon because I’ve seen ads for those. I think it must be a hexagon. It isn’t a square because it isn’t 5×7 and I have a square rug that is 5×7. The table has four sides (inside, outside, top, bottom). If I measure from the center of the table, it is exactly the same size to every point on the sides, so it must be a hexagon, right? The table is not.a.red.table. It is off-red, – more like grey.
Ooohh…Gramp!! You are in luck! You have one of the most
worthlesspriceless pieces of french prevential furniture in existence, the Louis XIII (a lesser known Louis, due to his predeliction for surrealistic furniture) Quadrangle Hexagonal Ocatagon table. And, if it’s off-red (grey), well I’ll bet you couldbilk some unsuspecting CLerget top dollar for it. Heck, you might even get two!I’ve ALWAYS wanted one of those. Grampdaddy, I’m a little short on moola this summer because
those darn kids keep eating everything in the houseof the economic down turn. Would you consider a trade?Artsy, I would be glad to consider a trade, depending on what it might be. I currently have an overstock of old Crisco coated vintage cereals, but could certainly consider an unseen work of art, or possibly anything with a minty shell. Or sammiches.
CJ, I’m sure if Grampdaddy is selling this table that makes it a French Perventional item.
I stand corrected.
*looks at CJ’s avatar*
But… aren’t you sitting?
Well, I was standing, my avvie – Drum – was sitting…
Aww Christina, now I’m hurt. After I offered you candy and everything.
Despair, despair, despair…
Ya know, Gramps, if ya keep offering us candy, we’re never gonna get off your lawn :p
I heard the adoor slam and I couldn’t tell
Was it just Windrose or cat math again?
Ah hell she’s gettin’ in her minty shell
I hollered, babby is there somethin’ wrong.
Thought I heard her say it’s somethin’ like a polygon
But these days polygon can mean so many things
There’s a decagon with nine and there’s seven sided pentagon
And there’s octagon with wtf? With a mirror in it
I wish Sparky’d been just a little more clear
Well there’s icosagons for the today and hectagons for tonight
And polygon confusion for the rest of your pathetic life
Is it Lola flask night or just a couple beers?
I mean what kind of polygon are we talkin’ ’bout here?
Well it’s gettin’ snarky out and Sparky ain’t been right yet
Ain’t gunna call him, turned off the phone
Ah man ha this might not be good
I would have stopped by but I needed a leaf
But I didn’t ’cause I didn’t really know what the heck it was now
I’m still not sure what polygon his table is
There’s a decagon with nine and there’s seven sided pentagon
And there’s octagon with wtf? With a mirror in it
I wish Sparky’d been just a little more clear
Well there’s icosagons for the today and hectagons for tonight
And polygon confusion for the rest of your pathetic life
Is it Lola flask night or just a couple beers?
I mean what kind of polygon are we talkin’ ’bout here?
Is it the kind of polygon with lotsa blocks of crack?
Sparky would make it round but pi has no chance
And Sparky can’t even add up to eleven while still in his pants
There’s a decagon with nine and there’s seven sided pentagon
And there’s octagon with wtf? With a mirror in it
I wish Sparky’d been just a little more clear
Well there’s icosagons for the today and hectagons for tonight
And polygon confusion for the rest of your pathetic life
Is it Lola flask night or just a couple beers?
I mean what kind of polygon are we talkin’ ’bout here?
What kinda polygon are we talkin’ ’bout?
What kinda polygon are we talkin’ ’bout here?
What kinda polygon?
I see we’ve come to 6/8th (3/4th) dimension, the country music is playing.
I keep imaginging that song sung to 3/4 by 2/8 and 12/6 time.
Parsley, sage, rosemary and time…..
**reads Taco’s post.**
**Thinks 7/8 time.**
GAAAHHH!!! Can’t.Stop.Chanting.1,2,3-1,2-1,2–1,2,3-1,2-1,2–…
Math NOT Music, Math.
Let’s try it …. “Chanting.1,2,3-1,2-1,2–1,2,3-1,2-1,2–…” equals what type of mathematical progression [Astro fills in the blank]. CapnMac, no helping Astro on Mondays.
Heavy sigh .. we’ll keep working on it
For some reason I keep chanting:
1,1,2,3,5,8,13,21,34…
Good job Taco. Keep going until you reach 4, because 4 is cosmic.
So it’s a Fibonaccigon?
Here, Artsy. :Hands over a Music Theory book: Tell me that’s not math.
Edit: [corey][/corey]
I won’t stop until I reach billions and billions!
That’s what Carl Sagan said when he developed a Milky Way candy bar addiction.
*snickers*
Milky Way, you can’t have just billions and billions.
*Whatchamacallit*
Bridgete — it looks like math to me. Who doodled on the lines in this book? Someone has a short attention span, but they aren’t very creative ….. circles filled in with lines and flags ….. must be some of that new art stuff……
Did I get it right Bridgete? The math department was a little short on music professors when I was in grad school ([Grampdaddy]Back in the good old days, when I went to school, the circles didn’t even have lines with flags attached. We needed to use sticks that we picked off the branches at the top of the tree. We had to trudge through 18 feet of snow just to get to the tree, etc….[/Grampdaddy]).
(Sorry Grampdaddy, when I was typing that I could hear you saying that while waving your cane.)
Yep, you got it right. There’s some math amongst all that doodling. And check this out: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Twelve-tone_technique
Also, the best part about your [grampdaddy][/grampdaddy] is that there actually was a time when the notes were just filled in circles, no lines or flags.
Feeling a severe need for “Wiggles and Ritalin”
([Grampdaddy]Back in the good old days
COOL!!!!!! Artsy is channeling Grampdaddy!! My work here is done….
Bridgete – back in my day we didn’t have circles. We had to use six sided octagons, and they were made out of stone…..*
*This may not be true.
And that, my friends, is obviously how Grampdaddy invented the wheel. All 6 sides of it.
I need some mashed potatoes and gravy to go with all those hamogonisms….
Hamcansplode!
If there are tentacles in one’s ham can, is that a octoham or a hamopod (either before or after bursting)?
Keep the tentacles out of ham’s can Capn! He says it makes him wiggle.
Nautilus
How many drawers does it have? I need at least elebenty.
The mirror top will probably have to be
dustedtested for illegal substances.It has elbenty drawers, but only half of them are named Chester. The other half have [female traits] and are named Jillian
Do they and Bob’s drawers scream at fat peoples’ drawers?
Note: This was in reference to Bob Harper, not the Bob Who Spammed Us.
Somewhere in the drawers named Chester, there’s a sweet stash of dumpster cheese puffs. Follow the orange power dust trail.
Now I must raid Chester’s drawers.*
*That doesn’t sound right.
Eeeeeeew.
Chester?
1 2 + 3 4+ 1 + 2 + 3- 1 a 2 + 3 e + a 4 + a 1 2 3- 1— (PRESTO!) 1— 1— 1-1-1-1- 1 2 + 3 4 1 + 2 + 3- 1 2 + 3+ 4 e + 1 + 2 + 3- 1 2 + 3 4+ 1 + 2 + 3- 1 a 2 + 3 e + a 4 + 1 + 2 + 3-
If I were gullible enough to accept that the mirror is an octagon, then for $750 I expect either to be able to ask questions that begin with the phrase “mirror mirror on the wall” (and I expect reasonable answers, dammit!) or that the frame of the mirror is plated in gold. Maybe somebody hand-rubbed gold dust into the grain of the wooden frame. That’d be nice. Not worth it, but nice.
Mirror, Mirror on the Wall, who’s the snarkiest of them all?
It better be lined in Corinthian leather as well, Ricardo.
“Have you ever read Milton, captain?”
My very first car was a Chrysler Cordoba. It was a tank with the turret removed and a hole left in the roof for the sunroof. I had to sit on three pillows just to see over the dashboard.
Now I’m picturing a very short llama-nun sitting on pillows driving a Chrysler Cordoba. Hee.
Yup. That thing was a BOAT!
Mine was a hideous (look away!) green Plymouth Fury. I ripped the transmission out from under carriage during a snowstorm drive back to school in DeKalb, Illinois. No corinthian leather on the seats, just some vinyl that made my legs stick in the summertime.
I was driving and all of a sudden the ditch in the southbound lane decided to jump out in front of me.
“Look boss, de plain, de plain! *thunk*…”
Our Llama-Nun was ON A BOAT!?
’75 blue Fiat Spider convertible – I still have it.
When people ask me what it looks like, I say, “It is a shade of blue that no larger car could get away with.”
It took me a distressingly long time to figure out that the Llama-nun’s Chrysler was not *actually* a converted tank.
(I know some odd people.)
My first car was a ’72 Volkswagen Super Beetle. I bought it from my father for $3,000 after we fixed it up from a rusting scrap heap with an ant colony in the trunk and a dead raccoon in the back seat. Most of that $3,000 was for the parts and tools we used to fix it.
It should be noted that the difference between a normal Beetle and a Super Beetle is a curved windshield.
It was a fabulous beige with rust colored highlights. It was a good little car for what it was. Had to use sheet metal and a riveting gun to fix the holes in the back seat that would allow my passengers to see the road under them. It ran really well until the engine caught fire, then it really was never the same.
My second car I actually bought was a ’73 yellow super beetle—the color of lemons.
The super beetle had more than a curved windshield, it was sort of like a standard shift but with no clutch. Midway between automatic and standard. Mine didn’t like the rain. The coil wire used to scream for “Ether!” all the time.
’71 VW Alpine Microbus (alpine had the little “moon” windows in the roof).
Purchased for 100 US dollars in ’78, no bumpers for or fat, sans engine, only glazing being the moon windows and the passenger-side windshield.
Caused much parental head-shaking when towed home.
Slightly less when the 1400cc motor that had been “cluttering” the garage floor after being rebuilt, was bolted in. Another decrease when a 4×4 was drilled and milled for a stout rear bumper. Slight increase for still needing goggles to go get salvage title and driver’s side windshield for inspection sticker.
$250 and the microbus (whose shell remained under-minty) got me a “service” van. Which then allowed for trading up to the junkyard Karmen-ghia.
My first car was a 1960-something Dodge Polara, with the neat push-button auto transmission. Very huge, loved the trunk space. Cost: $25. Then a constant stream of cash to keep it running. I was reading the Dragonriders of Pern stories at the time, so the car was named Polarth.
Sold it many years later for almost nothing, but forgot to be sure the title was transfered to new owner. He abandoned it somewhere and I started getting letters and such from a towing yard telling me how much it would cost to reclaim “my” property. Sad end to a little car that I very much enjoyed.
Is that something that Corey would understand, but passes over the heads of car-jargon-plebians? I read it as “fore or aft” but then realized it was CapnMac that posted, and I doubt he would type anything but exactly what he meant. ^_^
On a related note, my first car was a 13 year old Mitsubishi Mirage… I joked with my friends that it was held together by duct tape and all the bumper stickers I put on the thing, but to be fair, the rear bumper and the rear driver’s side reverse light were held on by duct tape…
My first car was an ’85 piss-yellow Dodge Omni. I bought it from my grandmother for $300. It was 10 years old with less than 20k miles.
The funny thing is at one point someone stole the hatchback door. Yep, just the door. When my grandmother went to have it replaced, they only had parts for an ’86. It worked, but the ’86 had a third brake light whereas the ’85 did not.
When I bought it, my mechanic would not let it pass inspection, saying the brake light (which was never connected) was considered “malfunctioning”. He gave me two choices: He could get the wiring, get the wiring harness, run it from the battery to the brake pedal to the light; or, he could spray paint the lens and call it a “reflector” instead of a “malfunctioning tail light”. Since it was an ’85, the third brake light was not required.
’78 Mercury Zephyr wagon, mostly white, that I inherited from my sister. I was not “crazy ’bout a Mercury”; that thing was a boat on wheels on top of being two years older than I was. I had to push the seat all the way forward since I was so short and it looked like there was a mile of hood before you could actually see the road. It did have a very large cargo area and I could actually stretch out in it and take a nap, if I were so inclined and I did go to the trouble of cutting out and carrying with me cardboard pieces to tape over the side windows during “naptime”. I “procured” a large plywood construction sign to cover a few weak spots in the floor in the cargo area which gave me some interesting splinters in unusual spots. I could fit eight or nine people in that beast, provided they were fairly friendly with each other.
Mine was a ’77 Monte Carlo with Landau leather captain’s seats and rust holes so big I could stick my head through them. I bought it for $250 and without seeking parental advice. While the shell was not minty, the 8-mile to the gallon big-block 350 V8 (I didn’t really know much about cars but I thought I sounded cool saying that) was, so when everything else fell apart, I scrapped the shell and sold the engine for $300.
Only car I’ve ever owned was bright red and radio-controlled. I stood on it and broke its minty shell. 🙁
Wouldn’t a red car have a cinnamon-y shell?
Quite possibly – by that stage I had grown out of the “Ooh interesting, let me taste it to see if it is food” stage so Icannot be sure.
My first car was an ’86 Chevy Nova hatchback. It was white. Well, the parts that weren’t rust or missing were white. Or scratched. Or dented. It was handed down to me from my older brother. It had been handed down to him from a cousin. There was a hole in the driver’s side door where the lock should have been and the gas gauge went from empty (when full) up to 1/2 a tank and then back to empty again. I named it Moby. As in Moby Dick. The car was a complete piece of crap and I loved it. I bawled my eyes out the day I stopped at an intersection, went to put it into first and there was a loud pop followed by the horrible realization that the clutch was shot. That was the end of Moby.
Manda: DON’T TOUCH THE STICK!!! WHATEVER YOU DO, DO NOT TOUCH THE STICK!
EB – I also had an old Mitsubishi Mirage! A 1990 that I started driving in 2000 (my family had owned it most of that time). It ran great until my sister let it run out of oil 4 years later. It was then replaced w/ a 1994 Saturn LS with all sorts of problems, but it ran, so we were happy to have it.
Geek note: Around 2003, NY State replaced all its 6-character license plates with 7-character ones. Our Mirage got a license plate starting with AMU, so we named it Avi. I’ll give you a moment to think about that.
AMU = atomic mass unit – related to Avagadro’s number –> Avi!
I’m only paying ten dollars for the top ad if the cabinets lead to Narnia.
With it as small as it is… are you trying to send your cats to Narnia?
Yes, they’ll do reconnaissance while I hire some more minions for the full invasion through the shower.
Your shower leads to Narnia? Cool!!
Mine only leads to silly lyrics for well known songs…
Our uditorum*[sic] at school has a passage that we believe leads to Narnia.
Also, at the Cary Family YMCA, we named the Volleyball Sand… thing Calormen, and the field between that and the woods we had dubbed as Narnia became Archenland. The pool was the Great Eastern Ocean.
*The “A” is constantly being stolen from the sign.
Looks like they stole the second “i” as well….
iThieves generally run rampant at schools, at least until their charge runs out and they have to plug themselves in.
$750 for a mirror frame? This is a Nigerian mirror frame, yes?
Racist!*
Everyone knows Nigerian Mirrors have lions** on them.
*Old meme, I’m not trying to offend anyone.
**not.a.lions
Two tables diverged made of yellow(ish) wood,
And sorry I could not have both
And be one shopper, long I stood
And looked down at one as far as I could
To where they warped in the dimension three fourths;
Then took the other, as just as square,
And having perhaps the better frame,
Because it was glassy and wanted glare;
Though as for that the snarking there
Had born them really about the same,
And both that morning equally pay
In leaves no expansion lack.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how six leads eight that way,
I doubted if I should ever not snark back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere obos and obos hence:
Two tables diverged in shape, and I-
I took the one less sided,
And that has made all the difference.
Robert Frosting just rolled over in his electric gravey bowel.
Ooh, is that the singing snowman in a Christmas Special?
No, that’s Jackie Frosting….
Wasn’t she David Frosting’s husband?
Mmmm, frosting
No, Jackie was Tom Collins’ wife.
Wait, I thought she was with Colonel Mustard in the drawing room?
I don’t remember deadly frosting in that game, only candle sticks and the like.
That was either Miss Scarlet or Mrs. Peacock.
Jackie left Tom Collins because word about town was that he had a drinking problem. She took up with a Bud Weiser. There may be problems down the road.
Ok, I’m lost.
HamCan …. “do you have any 2’s?”
I have 6, no 8…Oh go fish.
story of my life …..
Would you like to buy a vowel, Artsy?
I can sell you one for $30, or three for $100. OBOs need not apply.
But if I had an OBO, then I’d have two vowels! Is that why they needn’t apply, because they already have the vowels?
I thought OBOs had notes not vowels…..
Obos are jammed (or jambed, can’t remember which–do not want them back, either way)
right, so it’s like the power of three – if three $30 stools are magically worth MORE than 3x 30, than we know that putting anything in a group of three magically creates an excess. Hence, the 3 + 3 sides of the “octagon” table follow the same rule: each 3 sides , together, magically creates an extra side, giving us 3+ 1 + 3 +1 = 8. So it REALLY IS an octagon table, if you use chair math. or cat geometry.
or something….
Or it’s a “Chuck Norris” rule, as in Chuck is so tough, he only needs six sides for an octagon.
Chuck only needs ‘ONE’. The rest fall into line.
Chuck Norris didn’t get it wrong, the Greeks did.
I know it may get me banned from the internet, but I don’t like Chuck Norris.
Neither do I but he’s a meme now and you can’t avoid him. Eventually, he’ll lose the caps and end up in with the genericized terms like kleenex, xerox, and coke.
Ahh – thank you for the explanation of turf-whatevers. I’ve not spent any significant time around astroturf so I have never encountered them directly before. I was, however, at a kid’s park & zoo the other day that had play areas covered in the springy rubberized flooring. It disturbed my hubby no end. I just think it feels weird.
EDIT: So *totally* in the wrong place. :p
[corey]I believe that a 12 sided object is called a dodecagon. [/corey] I’m not sure that the rounded side actually count; typically all sides have to be equal.
Yeah, that all sounds pretty Corey like……….. Help CaptnMac!!!!!
Well, if jaded, and beer-deprived, memory suffice, a twelve-sided shape is a dodecahedron. Do+deca being greek for two and ten; tri-deca being thirteen (there’s probably a fancy math proof out there for a tridecahedron, which would be an absolute bear to draw orthogonally).
Off to the bar in the avatar, huzzah³!
I thought the hedron-type shapes were three dimensional and the gons were two dimensional. I also thought that it was multiplicative so the dodecahedron was the proper name for my 20-sided die.
But I never *could* figure all that out.
Wait, wasn’t a dodecahedron that thing in The Phantom Tollbooth?
Can’t…make…sense…of…ads…
Gah.
I don’t know if these ads are just particularly bad or if the happy little virus currently playing havoc in the semi-circular canals of my middle ear is to blame. Either way, I’m going to go take my meds and go back to bed. Hopefully things will make more sense when I wake up, or I will at least stop falling down so much.
Oh, yuck, I dealt with that last week! At first I thought it was a side effect o being on a boat for a week and then not being on it anymore, but then it got worse… Feel better soon! Driving is especially fun when the world moves every time you turn your head…
Thanks, EB. No driving for me, at least today and tomorrow. Physically I feel fine, but if I move my head too fast or hold it in the wrong position for too long I get really dizzy and feel like I’m falling down. It’s somewhat unsettling to know, intellectually, that nothing is actually moving, but your body is insisting that you are spinning like a top.
Where’s Lola today? Did she o.d. on Mad Men last night?
Her avatar is featured on the YSaC f/b nostalgia page.
*blushes*
I believe she is on vay-cay-shun.
Am. Along with my snark and the flask. But I hope to be back today.* Was just enjoying not having to be online for a bit …
*Specifically, for the day’s post, not yesterday’s, late.
I just o.d.’d on all of Frank’s smiley faces.
🙂
More”! people need togo to Bobsfreelist.com its like creg except Better!!!
Come on you can post! 30 days at a time and its Video!!!!! “”” Video if you want it to be !Or sound
I see random punctuation, missing punctuation, “Craig” is misspelled, and there is a severe surplus of exclamation points. Looks exactly like a CL posting to me. 😀
There’s also a “table for sale, you can take it for free” rhythm going on there.
Hi, Bob. You have a choice. You can either participate on this site and not spam us, or you can not participate. Let me know if you want to play nice by emailing me.
In the meantime, you’ve been blacklisted. I’ll leave this here because it’s amusing how bad you are at promoting your own site.
I think Llama-nun just won the internet. Everyone unplug your modems, the game’s over.
Edit: Does this mean we need to add [bob] tags whenever we
whip outpost a massive link?No. I think [bob] is more like shameless but poor self-promotion.
I smell a [bob] meme in our futures.
And a Beach boys song parody!
Bob, Bob, Bob, Bob, Bob he ran…
You Suck at Bob’s list does have kinda a catchy feel to it…
YSaB
Or maybe YSaB&C
And I have to wonder just who he was calling loons. Us? Naaaaah, couldn’t be.
Togo is supposed to be nice this time of year.
… That sounds much dirtier to me than YSAC, for some reason …
I thought it was meant to be snarky re: Frank’s “Click here to see more items I’m selling”
Poor Bob. Failure to actually read the sites you google with ‘Craigslist’ as a keyword, has not brought you the joy and traffic you desire. In fact, you should think about running in terror. I hear the guard dogs frothing outside the gate and the burglar alarms are ringing… you know that will wake them up. And they are hungry….
Time to bring back the Name Game!
Bob, Bob, Bo Ob, Bonana fanan fo Fob, fee fy mo Mob, Bob!
Let’s do Taco!
Taco taco, bo Baco, Bonana fana fo Faco, fee fy Mo Maco, Taco!
Let’s to Bridgete!
Bridgete, Bridgete, bo Ridgete, Bonana fana fo Fridgete, fee fy mo Mridgete, Bridgete!
Let’s do Lola!
Lola Lola bo bola, Bonana fana fo Fola, fee fy mo Mola! Lola!
Now it’s your turn!
OH, do me!!!
What?
Ha! I like “Fridgete” and “Mridgete” better than “fidget” and “midget”, which is what other kids came up with back in the day.
Our rules were always if your name was used, you’ve been tagged, so I guess it’s my turn.
HamCan HamCan bo BamCan bonana fana fo FamCan fe fy mo MamCan, HamCan!
There, now you’re tagged.
Grampdaddy Grampdaddy bo Bampdaddy
Bannana fanna fo Fampdaddy
Fe fi mo Mampdaddy Grampdaddy!
TAG!
I seriously thought this was someone making fun of the bad postings. That it’s real and a total fail on this site is rather delicious.
I’ve been wanting to sell my paintings to blind people, this is just what I’ve been looking for!
Is !Or = 7/8 -> /OR ?
“!Or” is “not Or” or, in other words, it must be both or neither. At this point, we’ve gotten into “if and only if” territory (abbreviated as IFF).
So you get Video AND Sound or you get neither but you can’t have just sound and, apparently, you can’t have video without sound.
Ok, I thought XOR was “not or” and was speculating on !or being like a logical “or” only with an insistent foot-stamp or the like. Or it was an imperative OR (meaning a binary choice and none of that “not the case that” biz of african v. european swallows, or knowing what the tare Inland Revenue will put on you after the ex-finance minister of Malwabi sends you the 7.8 billion Congolese denali after you send them $750 for the complementary mirror frame (mirror not included) . .
How trippy would it be to actually hear the terribleness of the ads?
“Is it on? Cool. Hey, guys, like buy my stuff ’cause I need the money. I’ve got a bunch of it, too much to list. Stuff, not money, I need that. Uhhh…Here’s a rubber duckie.”
!Or Sound – the next incarnation of Bianchi Sound. Now with !Random punctuation.;.;.;.;.;
8 sides if you want it to be !Or sound!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!111
They do now!
By three get two free
Man, you change outfits so quickly Hammy.
Who me?
I feel like a canned “meat” sandwich today for some reason.
An AstroMud sammich! Mmmmmmm
And a MudMoira one too!
Is astromud like astroturf?
And, more importantly, do I have Mudluckies that get into the shoes of those in Marching Bands?
Seventy-six* Astrognashs led the big parade
With a hundred and ten OBO’s close at hand.
They were followed by rows and rows of the finest snarky souls,
that poke at ev’ry ad that’s bad.
Seventy-six* Astrognashs make the mornings first post
With a hundred and ten models right behind
There were more than a (3)thousand stools
Springing up like oil fider tools
There were tables of ev’ry shape and kind.
There were copper colored ottoms in sheep camp trailers
Blundering, Blundering all along the way.
Double barrel avatars with big bosoms,
Each bosom having it’s big, sassy say!
There were fifty mounted deer hooves all glittery
Shimmering, glimmering louder than Liberacex4
Bronze ladies of ev’ry size
And tacos who improvise
Shooting for the box to score!
*really 78
Seventy-Six?*
Oh gosh, I’m multiplying!
*Really Seventy-Eight?
You won’t believe what I just saw …….. Astro’s Mom ran screaming from the house something about 70-some Astros and make them stop …… I wish I could help her.
As long as it’s not with life-size cardboard cutouts of screaming fangirls.
My four year old grandson crawls under my sofa table, “turns around”, and jumps out announcing “Ten naked Darwins”. I don’t really know why “turns around” equals dropping laundry, but that’s a 4yo for you.
Are we talking about turf turds? I hate those things. They always wind up in my socks six months later.
The little white bead thingies? I’ve always called them turfluckies. (This goes below Laurel’s turfturd comment)
And I’m going to assume you are both talking about the little plugs of soil they pull out to aerate a lawn. I had a tendency to try to put them BACK in their holes.
[corey] I think Astro and Laurel are talking about the bits of plastic gravel that they put under the astroturf to give it a “realistic” spongy feel. And yeah, it gets everywhere. I work out at a local high school track and my bathroom gets peppered with those things when I get home. [/corey]
Christina: Yes, I think that’s what it is. By the way, for marching at least, spongy-feeling does not equal realistic, it just equals annoying.
Bob, You Suck at You Suck at Craigslist.
That’s a lotta sucking going on, Astro.
HI BOB.
*waves*
Astro and HamCan are both in the box. Nuff said.
*Blink, blink, blink*
Things look more…boxy from in here.
Boxy Ladies?
Huhwhat?
Young man, you already know that is no way to endear your self to the woodwind section . . .
Yeah, take your mouthpiece and buzz off*
*please don’t, we’ll all be sad.
**Buzzes Slur 1**
C-G-C (Rest) B-F#-B (Rest) B♭-F-b♭(Rest) A -E – A (Rest) B♭-F-b♭(Rest) B-F#-B (Rest) C-G-C (Rest) CCCC
So many octogon tables being sold…
I want to buy them all and build me a house!
Then I take my medicine and the feeling goes away.
Edit: curious problem with comment insertion again… this should be at the bottom???
I think that in this case, the orphaned replies just keep falling down the page.
Edit: Nope, that’s not it.
I got nothin’
I think deleting comments messes it up, and I had to delete four or five Bobisms.
And there’s our meme….
Bob/bobism: because deleting your dumb @$$ is worth screwing up the rest of our day.
You could say that you “Lorena Bobbed-it”. That would get his attention!
It makes perfect sense… the octagon table lost weight and reduced its waistline.
I had an almost physical negative reaction to the excess of smileys (smileies? smilies? both of those are being red-underlined by FF) in the first post. Do. Not. Want.
Also, hello, goodbye, goodnight. I was away for the weekend and only just got caught up. I’ll be back to regular snarking tomorrow.
Edit: This is way higher up the page than it should be. Curiouser and curiouser.
YSaC, now with random comment nesting!!!
I’m wondering if this is the Llamanun’s way of seeing if we can still snark when our comments might land anywhere, like when a mad scientist starts experimenting with the villagers ‘cos white mice are so darn expensive. Or, more usually, when the teacher separates you and your friend because you can’t sit quietly together.
Not that that happenned to me at a conference last week or anything.
[Edit: Hrm, this nested correctly…]
Yes, but do we have a creamy nougat center?
Oh no, I’m not falling for the old “nibble on the commentors, they’re delicious” line!! Hamcan got me before about cars… I wasted forty minutes and two teeth trying to figure out if red shells taste minty or cinnamon-y (neither), I’m not nomming you lot, too!
But Jen, they taste like chicken!
Chicken=Tofurkey?
HamCan and Astro, take a bow! Sneak punch from Behind! Punchity Punch punch!
G’Night, Over There!
Ow! My Aspergers
🙂