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[Hanslanda]

Hail Satan!

[TD1]

Sorry, my god ate him last week.

The Church of Cthulu apologises for any theological difficulties arising from this.

[Il Palazzo]

Sorry, my god ate him last week.

The Church of Cthulu apologises for any theological difficulties arising from this.

Now, I know you were told you've been worshipping Cthulhu all your life. But have you ever noticed those glowing red eyes - don't they seem tomato-y? Meaty? Ball-shaped? And how long and bendy his mouth tentacles are? How soft and moist, doughy... almost... spaghetti-like they appear?

[Teneb]

Sorry, my god ate him last week.

The Church of Cthulu apologises for any theological difficulties arising from this.

Now, I know you were told you've been worshipping Cthulhu all your life. But have you ever noticed those glowing red eyes - don't they seem tomato-y? Meaty? Ball-shaped? And how long and bendy his mouth tentacles are? How soft and moist, doughy... almost... spaghetti-like they appear?

I may or may not (probably not) have had a divine revelation where I was told that the Flying Spagetthi Monster is a cool dude.

[TD1]

...well, that's enough of a religious experience for me.

Brethren, join me in my worship of our renamed - and incidentally delicious - lord.

[wierd]

FSM cannot be cuthulu.

Calamari != Pasta

[Il Palazzo]

FSM cannot be cuthulu.

Calamari != Pasta

Pasta tastes great with frutti di mare. Meatballs are, really, entirely optional.

[Tack]

I’m having some trouble at work. One of the special care citizens I look after seems to enjoy talking to themselves, whether it’s schizo or just part of their cerebral palsy I can’t be sure.

Anywho, i’m sitting here typing and get to listen to “and if I throw my cd’s on the floor he’ll come in and pick them up. Yeah.” Followed by, would you guess, the clattering of cd’s. Now it’s not exactly company policy that I have to do whatever he wants, but my boss has made it reasonably clear that “it’s easier to just go along with him”

So yeah. I know this job requires patience but this seems to be a level I’m having some serious difficulty stooping to. My first instinct is “take them away from him”, which usually results in a tantrum, which if ignored soon becomes very mollified behaviour until my boss arrives in an hour and he tells them to get them, and they do, and then give me a talking to.

I don’t know if it’s my sense of pride, or helping them with a display of power, or the inefficiency of getting called away from my actual tasks in order to indulge something petty.
It’s... just tough


Also as this is I guess work related it’s probably safest not to be quoted please.

[TD1]

I suppose my level of annoyance would depend on why he did it.

Was he lonely and wanted someone to be near him/to talk to? In which case it's more pity and sympathy than annoyance.

Is he doing it in an attempt to aggravate you or show his over you? In which case it's more a case of being severely angry than anything else.

[Tack]

He tends to get progressively more annoyed the longer you stay in the room so i’d say certainly not the first.

Most favourable interpretation might be that he wants something else from me and he’s using the loudest thing he knows of in order to get my attention, but after hearing the evidence I don’t see it.

[Kagus]

My white belt has a mystery brown mark on it that seems to resist EVERYTHING. Bleach included.

If at the grading the senseis pick up on it, there's not really a whole lot I can do. I'll just try to present the belt with it facing downwards.

Stains happen. I always thought it was silly to have the belts be pristine in fighting sports.

It's fine because they are combat as sport, not combat as anything else (where it would be fine. Ever seen a reenactor in pristine clothing?)

Wasn't part of the original idea that you wouldn't wash the belt, and as it got stained darker and darker through the years it symbolized your advancement and experience with the art?

Anyways, yeah... If it's blood, try an enzymatic cleaner like Nature's Miracle. Or ask your friendly neighborhood forensics department for some spare luminol.

[hector13]

Saliva is good at breaking down blood.

[Frumple]

You can apparently buy a couple ounces of luminol off amazon, if you don't have a friendly neighborhood forensic department. Twelve bucks for a 2 oz spray, which I've no clue is a good price or not.

[wierd]

more than likely, it is dirt + oil that has gotten permanently stuck between/inside the fibers. 

 It's a bit beyond the pale in terms of a sensible suggestion, but supercrit CO2 blown from the other side, through the fabric might dislodge it.  (at that pressure and temperature, the CO2 is a strong solvent for organic molecules, like oil. Stops being solvent as soon as the pressure drops. So, it dissolves the oily residue while under pressure just after leaving the nozzle, then drops the oil as it moves through the fabric. The pressure helps dislodge the microparticle soil through mechanical action without harming the fabric.)

Not like you are going to just have that laying around though. 

An alternative would be another "evaporates quickly and leaves very little behind" solvent, like say pure white spirit, and then use compressed air, followed by normal washing.

[Robot Parade Leader]

So today is the big state funeral thing for George H. W. Bush, and it's kind of all over the news and stuff. I don't care about politics, but it's there.

I mention this off hand to someone, and it turns into like what feels like forever of Bush bashing and again I don't even care. I don't remember anything about this guy as president.
I think the person who was ranting thought it was his son.... Wrong Bush. I just love listening to complaints and am not at all sarcastic.

A smart lady once told me the only thing people don't think is stupid is calling things stupid, and drinking. Still kind of around but I miss her.