Annie's music quiz has given me an idea. Every so often when I get bored I shove a bit of a quiz on one or more of the forums I'm a member of, usually if that community is being a little slow. Since this place is always a little slow, I may as well try the same here.
Pick a question and put the answer in the comments. Please don't answer more than one (unless you've seen that the post has been there for ages and nobody is commenting), although feel free to prove your mastery by sending me a message with the other correct answers in it. But no looking things up. You'd only be cheating yourself...
Pick a question and put the answer in the comments. Please don't answer more than one (unless you've seen that the post has been there for ages and nobody is commenting), although feel free to prove your mastery by sending me a message with the other correct answers in it. But no looking things up. You'd only be cheating yourself...
I am still around. Just got a bit busy moving servers and things (it remains to be seen whether everything is still alright there...), then was on holiday for a couple of days.
Stay tuned for the biggest geek-fu extravaganza the site has ever seen (if I can be bothered to write it).
Stay tuned for the biggest geek-fu extravaganza the site has ever seen (if I can be bothered to write it).
*laugh*
"Haha! People are coming out of their buildings! It's not that interesting! I'm just standing here and gawping from my window!"
Some kind of road traffic accident outside doing cosmetic damage to something expensive. Which isn't all that surprising, considering I work on an industrial estate with next to no parking and very large goods vehicles. My colleague deems it exactly interesting enough to down tools and stand staring out of the window for a couple of minutes, but to laugh at anyone who wants to go outside to look.
"Haha! People are coming out of their buildings! It's not that interesting! I'm just standing here and gawping from my window!"
Some kind of road traffic accident outside doing cosmetic damage to something expensive. Which isn't all that surprising, considering I work on an industrial estate with next to no parking and very large goods vehicles. My colleague deems it exactly interesting enough to down tools and stand staring out of the window for a couple of minutes, but to laugh at anyone who wants to go outside to look.
While writing a dull and lengthy geek-fu post (which is in drafts, and may come back later), I recalled a philosophical question that occasionally comes back and interests me.
'How much does it hurt?' says the pharmacist (or rather, the rather cheerful-looking woman on his front desk: the pharmacist himself was visible in his little area behind, and was a very severe-looking man of Indian-subcontinental descent). I shrug.
I don't know; I have a poor frame of reference for such things. It's probably the most painful thing I've experienced as an adult (it might not quite be up there with stubbing my toe really hard as a child), but I'm sure it's got nothing on, say, childbirth or kidney stones. I don't want to say it hurts a lot, because at the end of the day I don't really know that it does, compared to what anyone else may suffering at the moment.
My answer is held back the moment that I realise it's likely to include the phrase 'frame of reference'. After a few moments of having no idea what to say, I point out that it's sufficiently distracting and uncomfortable that I'm off work. That seems to do the trick.
I'm fine now, I think.
I don't know; I have a poor frame of reference for such things. It's probably the most painful thing I've experienced as an adult (it might not quite be up there with stubbing my toe really hard as a child), but I'm sure it's got nothing on, say, childbirth or kidney stones. I don't want to say it hurts a lot, because at the end of the day I don't really know that it does, compared to what anyone else may suffering at the moment.
My answer is held back the moment that I realise it's likely to include the phrase 'frame of reference'. After a few moments of having no idea what to say, I point out that it's sufficiently distracting and uncomfortable that I'm off work. That seems to do the trick.
I'm fine now, I think.
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