Damn, I don't think those words had ever registered. They're pretty goth, aren't they?
So you're a bassist, you must have done this trick before: When you're sitting around in rehearsal, just play the bass line (such as it is) once or twice. The drummer will, will he nill he, automatically chime in with the boom-chicka-chi-chicka-boom-chi-chicka-chicka-chicka-boom drumbeat for as long as you keep it up. It's fun. (I was using the low string on a guitar.)
Well, as long as the thread hasn't caught fire: I've never heard the song and I have a soft spot for Novak.
Uh, Labs is banned?
He wasn't named "The Prince of Darkness" for naught, you know.
But if you want me to play music, you needs must provide me a downloadable link, or at least e-mail it to me, or send me a CD, or something. Also, fetch me a drink.
Well, as long as the thread hasn't caught fire: I've never heard the song and I have a soft spot for Novak.
Uh, Labs is banned?
Ogged is banned. Blog to be renamed.
Ya don't have to post to have your name in the blog. Ogged, I think Bill Laimbeer girl just called to tell you that's sick.
I have a soft spot for Novak.
This is like that Instapundit thing, right?
I like Novak the same way I like Vader: he's such a good villian.
You blow off a charming young lady over Bill Laimbeer, and you have a soft spot for Novak. Sick sick sick.
I mean, isn't Vader at least kind of badass? Novak is not just evil, he's a weaselly little punk.
Novak is so excellently oily and evil. He's like a character in a novel.
Perhaps "soft spot" misrepresents things. I'm glad he's around.
That's no fun. Say something that lets us keep abusing you.
People who think puns, anagrams and They Might Be Giants are cool are total losers.
(You can't fault the service around here.)
"Ogged is banned. Blog to be renamed."
When was Unf banned, anyway?
"(You can't fault the service around here.)"
Where's my drink, anyway? Also, my CD mix. And moreover, I've only had three donations to my blog in the past month.
My waitress here isn't cute enough, too. She probably won't even come home and have sex with me and turn out to be the woman of my dreams who marries me and we live happily after ever, either.
Some service. Hmph.
Really, the least you could do is denounce my constant anti-Semitism, as implicitly done in my comments here.
And I need more ice. You should have noticed.
Ogged is not cool either, because his mom.
Bridgeplate wears underoos, because his mom.
I see now that 16 wasn't the appropriate response. What I should have said is: "I've been thinking about this a lot folks, and it seems to me pretty clear that however many Iraqis have died--as long as it's not, say, a million or more--the long-term benefits to Iraq more than offset their deaths."
I'm still waiting for my drink, he said, tapping his fingers.
Gary, I already said that you can't fault the service around here.
I was going to buy the next round, though. Virtually.
Oh, well.
Ooh, Sarandon. Bowie. Deneuve. Very uncool not to know that song.
Bill Laimbeer was mentioned somewhere -- I've always thought that Kevin McHale was the most unlikely-looking athlete ever. He always looked sickly.
Also, he looked as if he had a secret vice he'd rather not talk about.
25: Absolutely. I was looking more for "Crazy thing that reveals Ogged to be a horrible person" rather than "Something uncomfortably close to a home truth."
I think that "family secret" is a better translation than "home truth". But by now "home truth" has become pervasive through the Nietzsche translations. I don't believe it used to be an English idiom.
Whether the sentiment in 25 is right or wrong is fairly beside the point, as it's useless in determining a sensible policy re: Iraq from a pre-invasion standpoint. I also happen to think it's wrong, unless "long term" here means "very very long term" and ultimately encompasses any number of events over which the United States will have little to no control, and would have probably happened in one form or another without the invasion.
Wodehouse was using "home truths" (scroll up about one screen from the bottom) in the 30s and I doubt he got it from Nietzsche. As I use it it doesn't mean the same thing as "family secrets"--it's "uncomfortable truths that hit home" or something.