LOL! The Babel-ing and reverse Babel-ing definitely didn’t clarify anything. One really confusing element is that “room” was translated as “field.”
My original (in response to a “truth” question about an early unhappy memory) was something along the lines of this:
I had a horrible recurring nightmare as a child. I remember having this dream when I was young enough that I slept in a crib in my parents’ room. I dreamed I was in my house. The lights were on in all the rooms, but no one was in the house. In every room I went into was a metal wastebasket full of mud and dead flowers.
So, Bobotheoptimist hasn’t responded, but I’m going to give him a truth.
Are there ever circumstances in which you would not want to reveal that you are a Freemason? If so, what are they and why?
We just watched all three LOTR movies over New Year’s weekend (well, all on the same day… don’t ask), and I realized that once Frodo and Sam left the rest of the Fellowship, almost every scene with them dragged on so…
And for the haiku, I hope the following (sacrificial) offerings suffice:
Compilation of
common abbreviations
truly a Haven
Giraffe likes to snack
whether summer or winter
hot buttered toast
Pointing out errors
will often spotlight our own
so sayeth Gaudere
A ray of sunshine
font of wisdom and knowledge
and perfectly Frank
With fall elections Czarcasm comes in season
lingering long after
I was about to say that I never had, until I just remembered once about ten years ago (I’m generally not the revenge type; if you piss me off, I usually just drop all contact unless I’m forced to deal with you, such as in a working relationship, as this was). I had left a job at an English school, and the boss (who was pissed that I was leaving) decided to pay me as an hourly worker for the last month rather than as a salaried employee. The suspicious thing is that this was the one month with a long break in the middle, otherwise the hourly pay would have been the higher of the two. This payment scheme had never been mentioned before, and had it fallen on any other month it probably would never even have been mentioned. Basically he just wanted back at me for leaving by shorting my last paycheck by about US$100.
Now, since you never asked how I got revenge on him, I’ll leave that alone. Suffice to say that while nobody was hurt, it was still illegal. But I got away with it.
Anaamika, I haven’t forgotten the dare you gave me, I’ll get to it shortly.
Jeg forstår at det er vanskelig lese hva jeg skriver nå. Det er sannsynlig Kythereias ond plan. Men noen må snakke med meg slik jeg blir avsluttet. Enda en sannhet.
Idle Thoughts, your dare is to post your next five submissions (or submit your next five posts) in pig latin.
Anaamika, in your next five posts, do not use the letter “e”.
Whoever asked about my worst nightmare, the ones that used to wake me up terrified were the ones that would be nonsensical and impossible to articulate. I’ve dreamed about my son, when he was three, climbing a cliff with us and, as usual, refusing to listen to what he was told, and falling into the mists below in a Crouching Tiger kind of way; and I’ve dreamed about my old gym teacher (the one I liked) coming out of a garden shed and cheerily announcing “Murderers Anonymous” before chasing me with a carving knife. But it’s many years since I had the kind of disturbing dream that left me afraid to go back to sleep.
I am hungry. I am trying to think of what foods fit with my task.
Pasta
Pizza
Tacos
Nachos
Muffins
Donuts
Salad
Soft Drinks
I don’t know what the guy is saying right in front of my post. His flag is against conduct I am trying to follow.
I turned my ring around the last time I was surrounded by Catholics (Knights of Columbus as far as the eye could see!). Maybe if I spent more time in England, where it seems that Masonry is viewed rather different than Colorado, but even job interviews and the rest of my low-key lifestyle doesn’t generally put me in situations that it would matter.
I can imagine that there might be situations that I would. Traveling to a weird country, maybe (although I don’t know of any at the moment) - Nazi Germany, for instance. I’d probably be kind of jumpy in Russia…
Sorry, that’s the best I can come up with at the moment.
I would say this is probably the hardest so far…
[ol]
[li]Tim, the Prosecuting Attourney in my hometown (he’s an ass and is pretty much screwing over some people in my family)[/li][li]A certain chemistry teacher (She wouldn’t allow me into classes in hs because they were for “college-bound kids” and I was “too stupid for college” - her words)[/li][li]My old boss, I don’t hate her, I just hold a grudge. It is a longer story, which will be written belong this list…[/li][/ol]
She is a coke-head. That is her own business, but she and her brother were co-owners of the company I worked for and she stole money from him and made it look like other employees fault. She also would get drunk and ask us to do things which we weren’t supposed to do (give her money from the register so she could go out to the bar again - stuff like that) and she harbors druggies within the business. It was a service industry, and if she could help someone out, she would, even if it meant letting them use her to get to drugs. I hated working there, but I needed the money. I worked 50-60 hours a week for months so she could take time off when she “needed it,” and when I was starting full-time school again in the fall, she told me I would still have as many hours. I explained there were enough other people wanting hours, and I wanted part-time because I didn’t need the hours, and if she wouldn’t work with me on that, I would be quitting because I wanted 40 or less hours. She was extra-nice, allowed me a week at 40 hours, then fired me because I “didn’t work hard enough” - even though I did more work than ever in the last few weeks. Last I heard she was arrested for assault and possession of cocaine…I smiled a little…
