Right, wrote a up a brief entry yesterday mentioning how there wouldn't be any entries yesterday, but managed to not post it. Thus confirming the contents.
Pity, since I'd wished Dru a Happy Birthday, and now have to be all CPT with it. . .
Might have an assignment starting next Monday, which isn't the worst birthday present I've ever gotten, but still. Also getting the results of the physical I had yesterday, and which I'm hoping is the reason I passed out yesterday afternoon. They took blood. Lots of precious, precious blood.
That, and I'm living on cigarettes, coffee and Red Bull. Gave up on the Mountain Dew. That shit'll kill you.
In fact, I think I shall call go back to calling it The White Man's Poison. Always a good way to cause the person drinking it to snort it out their nose, saying unto them, "Look at you, drinking The White Man's Poison! This is why we don't get nowhere as a people."
Helps if it's a person of color, but really works either way.
Current plans include a road trip out to Columbus for the rest of the week, with a swing through Indianapolis on the way back. All this could change, of course.
In the meantime, talk amongst yourselves.
I'll give you a topic.
In the Matrix films, some jobs in Zion/aboard ships require implants. Others, like being an Operator or controlling the way-cool fighting robots (any film with fighting robots is automatically good, I don't care what anyone says) do not; in fact, Mifune's line to The Kid indicates a level of tension between the two groups.
Discuss.
You didn't namecheck Ghost in the Shell...
No, really, that is my contribution.
I thought Ski was the White Man's Poison.
Need more coffee before I can address the topic du jour myself.
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And can you refresh my memory as to what the line exactly is in the movie?
Karin, the White Man has many poisons. We must be cautious.
Neo, I still haven't seen any STANDALONE COMPLEX. Or did you mean the original film?
What I love about that line is that an archaic put-down like "pencil neck" is still alive in the future.
Um, historically speaking, wouldn't coffee be more of a Native American or perhaps, in its proliferation, and Arab poison?
Wait. Not poison. No. I cannot accept that. Coffee and tea are the Deity's own gift -- the sweet ambrosia of alterness. Heck, coffee's spread through the Mulsim world was in part motivated by Sufi ritual. Drink enough naturally-occuring caffeine and you'll see the face of God. 'Nuff said.
Ohyegods I miss caffeine. *sob*
Gar, sweetie, now you got me thinking about the whole pro & anti-coffee & tea pamphlet wars of the 17th & 18th c in England.
I am such a geek.
Aaron- I was referring to the anime movie. Anceint now, but quite ahead of its time.
There were equally virulent pamphlet and legislative wars in the Ottoman EMpire in the sixteenth century. Islamic jurisprudence struggled with the proscription against mind-altering substances laid down by the prophet, ont he one hand, but the obvious adoration of this new stimulant on the part of several prominent Sufi brotherhoods on the other, the Mevlevis included (if I remember a'right.) For a while there, the coffee shops in Istanbul were opening and being closed down by the authortities on about a fifteen-year cycle.