Friday after work.
The sweetest damn situation I’ve seen to date on the boards:
On the one hand, a poster, who, whatever else, imo is one of the more urbane, witty, clever, and generally rapier-like contributers extant.
On the other hand, a member who, while perhaps a wee bit less humorous, is still plenty so and certainly no slouch in the rapier-like department.
Both neurosurgeon-like in their choices of words and concepts.
Both capable of going along in the run-of-the-mill SDMB day-to-day chatter or argument or what-have-you and the out of nowhere, boom!- sliding in some truly effervescent gem, the type of which makes me keep bottled O2 by my desk.
Both capable of absolute evil and the sly delight all the right people get in perpetuating same.
I read the title, checked in here jsut on the strength of the names.
Read the OP, didn’t even go any further- I went and got my slippers on, made some nice hot cocoa, got in my pajamas, popped a batch of popcorn and came back and snuggled in, got all comfy.
Then I read Jodi’s reply.
The changes my eager little rodent-like face went through were truly heart-breaking.
The dogs are enjoying the cocoa and popcorn, whilst I, eyes gently brimming, sit here picking my slippers bald, the mad hamsters of black chaos gnawing at the edges of my mind.
The only solace I offer myself is that J’s post is possibly meant to be one of the most fiendish tortures I have ever seen. But that’s poor consolation indeed, compared to the possible heights this thread could have, should have risen to.
I bid you a sad adieu.
Oh well. (snaps fingers) That for this.
It’s time I tried some of that cybering i hear so much about. I jsut love talking sci-fi with other buffs.
I hope I run into another Heinlein fan.