Scary news from A Voice for Men. On their front page right now:
So Sweden is Nazi Germany?
This is a little confusing to me, because, according to what I’ve always considered the most trusted and reliable source of Swedish information, Sweden is actually Napoleonic France.
Unfortunately, my only other real source for information on Sweden is not much help either, as it seems to suggest that Sweden is … the Mojave desert?
Hey, he claims to be a cynic, though he’s clearly just dull! Or are you afraid I’ll summon him by mentioning him? Because yeah, no one wants to deal with that tedium.
Wait, you were attempting did style of dullness huh?
Call him Diarrhoea the Chronic and it’ll get the idea across.
Or remember that “cynic” comes from dog/doglike and recall that DtC is just yapyapyapyapyapyapyapyapyapyapyapyapyapyapyapyapyapyapyapyapyapyapyapyapyapyapyapyapyapyapyapyapyapyapyapyapyapyapyapyapyapyapyapyapyapyapyapyapyapyapyapyapyapyapyapyapyapyapyapyapyapyapyapyapyapyapyapyapyapyapyapyapyapyapyapyapyapyapping in the back yard.
I lived next to that dog at one point — I can scare cats growling at them, at shut up most dogs in seconds, that beast? He’d just try harder at his attempts to ruin the fence between us. Two years living next to him and he started every time I went out the back door.
Yeah, very much like our cynic. (Note, I do not make a habit out of growling at small furry things, but it helps when the cat is swatting my fish tanks)
I freaked our Thomas out once by doing the mmmrrrrOWowowow cat-about-to-have-a-fight noise at him. Not sure if he knew it was me or not! 😀
We’ve had a few yappity little wretches like that. There’s one next door, which fortunately is inside most of the time and hence quiet, and one down the street, which is out of earshot in my place.
DtC definitely has Small Dog syndrome.
Is it time for a clue yet? I think so.
Khantron’s function looks like it might be:
f(a,b) = e^iπ(a+b)
If you find yourself living next door to an unfriendly dog, try bribery. It worked for me! My old landlord had a rottweiler/pit mix that guarded the back yard, and used to bark like crazy when I went anywhere near it, or even looked out the window facing it. So I started cooing at him from the kitchen window while throwing him dog treats. After a while he would happy-bark instead of want-to-kill-you bark, and when I met him out on the street he immediately rolled over for a belly rub.
Bribery – I recommend it.
Any advice for a friendly but mind bogglingly dumb dog? I’m sitting on the floor with the kitteh and will probably soon be pounced by my father’s big stupid mutt (he means well, but is nearly as big as me!)
I quite like being pounced on so never developed any strategies to prevent it, sorry! I grew up with a friend whose family kept wolfhounds, so I pretty much had to resign myself to the fact that giant dogs were going to jump all over me and occasionally knock me down.
Lol, I’m not really a fan of being pinned, though I guess it is best if it’s by a lick-me-to-death dog! And one handed cuz cat… Hi there attack cat >.<
That was hilarious, she just went from pet me! to I killz! in about 15 seconds. Maybe the dog really is the least of my worries!
To give a bit of perspective here, these are the dogs that I grew up around. My friend’s family had at least 4 of them at any one time.
Lol that dog!
It’s even got its own camo!
Fun fact: Diogenes the philosopher were called “cynic” because of his ascetic, super-simple life-style. People thought he lived “like a dog”. It was much later that the word “cynic” acquired its modern meaning. (Later followers of Diogenes claimed to adhere to his philosophy according to which material stuff didn’t matter – however, unlike Diogenes, they still HAD lots of material stuff, only they said it was unimportant, and poor people were therefore really no worse off than they were. Gradually, “cynic” started to mean something like “hypocrite” and eventually “not very nice person” and even later what we mean by it today.)
I finally bothered to read driversuz’ thing. First she says:
And then, in the same paragraph, she says:
But suz! Aren’t they entitled to half of my income, which is apparently equal to their own?
And then, a bit later, she says:
Well that should be easy, right? Since I’m earning the same salary as my husband would be?
It’s almost like you don’t actually believe women can earn as much money as men at all.
RE: Dvarghundspossen
That’s pretty neat! Thanks for the info. I kinda enjoy stripping my belongings and playing the, “how much do I REALLY need” game, and I remember Diogenes as the guy who rambled around naked and shouted at statues.
Swedish folk:
http://youtu.be/dZdWpjHlXPo
@clairedammit
Alas, I have no siblings. But your sister sounds pretty cool (at least from your description there) 🙂
yutolia, yes she is!
You’re right Xanthë. The complex plane is so much fun.
Somehow, I doubt stoner will be back to evaluate f(i,2), which yields a real, but non-integral result. Sigh…
Not actually Swedish at all:
When I visited Yosemite a few years back, a tour guide there sounded exactly like the Swedish Chef – to the point where I could hardly understand her. 😀