New game: Be the Most Mundane!

Wow. For a brief, shimmering moment, I was the undisputed king of Mundania. But I’ve already been forgotten. Boy, I must be even more mundane than I thot. To reclaim my territory, I’d like to point out the following:
Just in case anyone was giving me too much credit, no my SD name is not the result of inspired genius. Rather, it is the sound a suction dart makes when you pull it off your forehead.
Come to think of it, Jell-o makes the same noise when it falls off yer spoon and lands on the floor…

Hey, how do you make all those smilies? I only know :slight_smile: :frowning: :wink:
hell with it.

:smiley: is colon-big D, or “big smile.” I myself would never use such a garish symbol.

Then there’s :cool:, which is colon-“cool”-colon. They’re all in the FAQ at the top right of the page.

My mom never let me play with suction darts. She says you can pull an eye out with them…

While sitting in the world’s most boring meeting today I learned that I had been mispronouncing “Hecate” all my life. Well, not that I’ve pronounced it all that many times (she is referenced in Macbeth somewhere, I think). I always thought it was “Heck-ate”, but apparently (and Webster agrees) it’s “heckity” (approximately).

This from my boss who consistently pronounces the “pot” in “potpourri”.

(Why would Hecate come up in a meeting, you ask? Some clever computer person labeled the server he manages with that moniker. All of a sudden everyone around me was talking about documents on heckity. I had to actually wake up and pay attention for a while. But I figgered it out.)

SwimmingRiddles said:

and the Crown Prince of Irony said:

Except he didn’t! Cuz #1s are softer than #2s, too. Strange world.

I just came back from having my teeth cleaned. My dental hygienist says that I should drink less coffee. I don’t think I’ll listen to her.
Keith

Necros said:

I have this skill of just knowing what has been written in the thread without actually reading it. Trouble is, it never works. :stuck_out_tongue:

To determine egg-state: Spin the egg. Stop it by putting your hand on it and quickly removing hand. Hard boiled: egg will stop. Fresh: Egg will start moving again from momentum of liquid inside.

I have been surfing the web all day today. I didn’t have any patients because my equipment was being calibrated. I went to a Mexican place for lunch and got a hamburger. It was tasty, but it was hard to eat because I burned the crap out of the roof of my mouth a couple of nights ago.

Today I woke up around noon when the phone rang. I didn’t answer it. It wasn’t for me, I’m sure. I didn’t have too pee too badly yet, so I lay in bed for an hour or two reading the really crappy L. Ron Hubbard “Mission Earth” series, which I utterly detest, but can’t stop reading because I’ve already finished 5.5 books of it and need to see how it ends, and besides, I can’t think of anything I want to read worse.

Eventually, I got up and took a half-hour long shower, during which I drown about 10 ants that had been foraging among the mildew. We’ve had a lot of ants lately. And I just cleaned the bathroom last month.

My roommates have jobs with normal hours, so they were gone and I had the place to myself. I went upstairs and ate a blueberry muffin and a turkey sandwich while watching Night Court on A&E. Then I switched over to Comedy Central and started watching an SNL rerun while playing games on my Palm Pilot.

Eventually, I got bored with SNL and convinced myself I needed to do something more constructive. So I went back downstairs, turned on WinAmp, and read my email. When I finished, I was in the middle of a song on WinAmp, so I opened up FreeCell. It was another hour before the end of a song corresponded to the end of a FreeCell game, so that I could turn both off.

Then I played Freespace 2 for a bit, stopping in time to watch “Whose Line Is It Anyway?” on Comedy Central. It was then time to go to work.

As usual, I got in a bit late. As usual, I finished all my real work in about 10 minutes, then tried to look busy until everyone else left. I work as the nighttime system babysitter for a local phone center, so I have nothing to do unless there’s a crash.

After a rousing basketball playoff discussion, my boss left and I was free. Napster has been blocked here, so I got Gnutella going. Unfortunately, I was unable to think of anything I wanted to download. I got some old Monty Python sketches and gave up. I’ve been on the web for about 5 hours now, except for the time I got so bored I walked around the building twice just for fun. Another hour and I can go home and get on the web there. There’s very little to do around here after midnight.

When me and my buddy Vinnie used to make pipe bombs out of PVC in the 5th grade, we were not satisfied with the bang we achieved. We eventually started grinding the black powder into a fine talcum-like consistancy with a morter and pestel. We weren’t bored, we just love making our own explosives. We also learned that attaching a small ‘fountain’ (Palm Tree) to a Ground Bloom Flower would cause the GBF to fly. We experimented for years at trying to get a pipe bomb to fly, but to no avail.

There I was, in the middle of nowhere, surrounded by wild savages. With my trusty knife, I cut a path through a wall of human flesh and made good my escape in order to complete my croquet game.

I was an Olympian, but an old war injury forced me to retire from competitive croquet.

In those days I was known as the “Majaraja of the Mallets.”

You’re not going to get anything more mundane than that.

So, what did I win?

:confused:
i thought the spin test was: a hard-boiled egg will spin nicely in place, but a fresh egg will start wobbling across the surface it rests on, due to the interior instability caused by the differing densities of the yolk and the egg white.

then there’s the old floatation test…

Crown Prince of Irony: your cholesterol is in no danger if you don’t EAT the dang egg! ::sheesh:: :rolleyes:

Lachesis said:

Really? Shit, all this time, when my doctor said, “Stay away from eggs, and watch you cholesterol,” I thought he meant they were dangerous and going to attack me and steal all of my artery plaque. :)mmmmm…artery plaque [::drool::]

I have ten fingers.

I also have ten toes.

I just counted them again to make sure.

My right shin itches.

A few months ago a friend brought me back a Tamogotchi-like “Mystical Fortune Teller” keychain from a trip to Japan. Today my fortune is:

"Many is the happiness joyful blending of circumstance! Today seek to hold fast the beauty of it now. Lucky number: 5 "

I think this is wisdom we can all relate to.