Someone (I think it’s Wally Pleasant) does a song about all the dead rock and roll stars hanging around in his apartment. Whoops, I don’t mean to say that he has dead folks in his apartment, he just wrote a song about it. Right.
So, that wasn’t what I was going to post, but now I’ve completely forgotten what I was going to say. Nuts. Oh, right
Way back on the 3rd page (which would be this page if Ex hadn’t screwed it all up) Rue told me to call them “Jefferies tubes.” Well, I wasn’t quite sure what I should be calling a Jefferies tube, so I looked to the interweb to help me out. Dictionary.com had no listings, but it did recommend that I look up “Jeffers tubes.” I did so, and it told me it didn’t have an entry for that either, so I just looked up Jeffers. Turns out that Jeffers is a “American poet, many of whose works are set in California. His collections include Tamar and Other Poems (1924).” To be honest, I don’t really want to know about his tubes. Let’s move on.
Enter my good buddy Google. I got 2,730 hits for “Jefferies tubes,” but it wants me to look up “Jeffries tubes.” Before I do, I would like to point out that all the sites that came up deal with Star Trek. I fail to see how calling something a Star Trek term would make me cooler. So I followed google’s advice and looked up “Jeffries Tubes.”
Sigh. More Star Trek. I stand by my original statement. Calling the air ducts in my theatre “Jefferies tubes” will not make me seem cooler. In fact, it will open me up to almost certain ridicule.
Now, to get this practically unreadable post back to the hijack, does God have central air? Heat? If he does, would he have Jefferies tubes? Would he call them that? If he did, would the angels make fun of him behind his back? Does he just change the climate to suit his needs, or does he (like me) enjoy entering a warm house on a cold day? So many pointless questions, so little time.