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Oct. 2nd, 2009 08:47 am
Oct. 2nd, 2009
Oct. 2nd, 2009 01:04 pm
Mystery package
It's not often that I come back to my desk and find a box labeled:
And that's how I prefer it.
ETA: Naturally they were just books in a repurposed box from Sigma Chemical. As my boss pointed out, "They are solid and they are flammable." I want to see stickers like that on my next order from Amazon.
FLAMMABLE SOLID
Refrigerate Upon Arrival! DO NOT FREEZE-
And that's how I prefer it.
ETA: Naturally they were just books in a repurposed box from Sigma Chemical. As my boss pointed out, "They are solid and they are flammable." I want to see stickers like that on my next order from Amazon.
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Oct. 2nd, 2009 01:11 pm
Not in 2016, and hopefully not ever!
It's two hours since Chicago got eliminated from the running for the 2016 Olympic® Games[*] and I'm still giddy. Literally, there was a spring in my step all the way to J.K. Sweets for lunch. Oh, I'll admit that I felt a twinge of disappointment when I heard we got eliminated in the first round, but it was drowned in the ensuing surge of relief like a spider in a waterspout. I really don't care why we didn't tapped to host their gargantuan corporate party. All I know is that the feelings of the average Chicago citizen had nothing at all to do with it.
I feel a bit sorry for St Barack o' Bama, but only a bit since no one asked him to squander precious political capital on something so inconsequential. (And by "no one" I mean "the vast majority of those who elected him" since obviously someone asked him to do that. I just hope that, whoever it was, the big O got his back-scratching off them in advance.) When it comes to Da Mare, on the other hand, my feelings can best be summed up by this snide entry from![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
fengi. At least he can console himself with whatever share of the profits he's entitled to from his developer buddies for a sweetheart deal involving the Michael Reese property, though he may have to conduct it with slightly more scrutiny than he's generally accustomed to in such matters.
For years, alumni ofprinceofcairo's RPGs have been joking about the Unknown Armies-inspired conceit of an occult poker game at an annual secret conclave of the US' big city mayors. I'm wondering how badly Daley was losing this last time that he had to toss in "Chicago's Olympic® bid" and how the winner is going to make use of it.
[*] Da hast du es,itchwoot; how's that for an informative opening sentence?
I feel a bit sorry for St Barack o' Bama, but only a bit since no one asked him to squander precious political capital on something so inconsequential. (And by "no one" I mean "the vast majority of those who elected him" since obviously someone asked him to do that. I just hope that, whoever it was, the big O got his back-scratching off them in advance.) When it comes to Da Mare, on the other hand, my feelings can best be summed up by this snide entry from
fengi. At least he can console himself with whatever share of the profits he's entitled to from his developer buddies for a sweetheart deal involving the Michael Reese property, though he may have to conduct it with slightly more scrutiny than he's generally accustomed to in such matters.For years, alumni of
princeofcairo's RPGs have been joking about the Unknown Armies-inspired conceit of an occult poker game at an annual secret conclave of the US' big city mayors. I'm wondering how badly Daley was losing this last time that he had to toss in "Chicago's Olympic® bid" and how the winner is going to make use of it.[*] Da hast du es,
itchwoot; how's that for an informative opening sentence?Tags: