Nah, I blame Clinton.
Non sequitur.
Non est factum.
Nunc pro tunc
Non obstanter verdictum
Non compos mentis
Si in animis habeatis scidam latrinariam in domo mea ponere, vosmet rogate si possitis velocius currere quam saxum quod vadit cum celeritate nonaginta milia passuum per horam.
So, is this good or bad? It would really suck if everybody had one or two things they were experts on, because we’d constantly be getting questions nobody had a clue about. On the other hand, having a bunch of vaguely-informed polyglots would also suck, because we could never get to the bottom of anything, just scratch the surface.
Like those drawings we did in grade school where you do one crayon drawing with lots of colors, then cover it in black crayon, then scratch the black crayon off.
Speaking of non sequiturs.
[Beavis] heh heh. You said cum. heh heh. [/Beavis]
Now I’m really not sure…
Translation: When come back, bring tin-foil 1920s-style Death Ray and shoot Opal.
(but don’t kill her, for God’s sake, or I’ll be guilty of wishing death on a fellow Doper and summarily stuffed in Coldfire’s sporrin)
I don’t think I’ll ever be over that.