h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

l thought you -liked- Pete and Pete. lt's the Sitcom of the Gods!

Hey, McSweeneys has an amusing Stipe story up somewhere. lt involves an ATM and glitter.

Let me see if l can get the URL.

*looks around, blankly, a bit confused, blinks, like some confused suburbanite would*

Wait a second, this isn't the jacuzzi.

*creeps over to a chair and cautiously sits down, checking for land mines. Composes himself*

Hi there, how's everybody doing tonight?

Heh. l see we found the map...

Here's the story, if anyone cares:

http://www.mcsweeneys.net/2000/07/20anecdotes3.html

Shiney happy people, indeed...

Actually, I'm trying to work on my own Mcsweeney's article. In some ways, I find mcsweeneys.net strangely attractive...

Well guys, it's been great meeting you, but I gotta jet. Take it sleazy. ( or any way you can get it.)

Thanks Odra, I'll read it in due course.

And Pete and Pete was way ahead of it's time. God I wish I had a better memory of that period of my life.

Anyway, how are you doing tonight? Teeth feeling any better?

And, is there anyway to get a drink? Or a place to store my pet?

Bye Val, goodnight

'Night, Val. Take care and do come back...

Hmm. "Store your pet?" You'll have to define said pet first...and make sure you take care of it, feed it, and control it...

*Digi sidles up to her; she pets him*

lf you want a drink...we used to have a maid 'bot named Minoova, but there was, um, an lncident. So for the nonce it's self-service...follow me to the kitchen?
*leads him over, shows him the fridge and pantry*

Help yourself to anything. Me, l'm having the icecream Lil got on Saturday...

*gets self bowl of Caramel Praliene*

Well, my pet is very low maintenance. It's a bottle of mustard I dress up like a superhero: Thus, the Masked Mustard. Say hello Musty:

*Fruity pulls out a bottle of Guldens Original Style fitted with a cape and mask, and twists it around in his wrist to simulate movement. In a high pitched ventriloquist voice:*
"Hello. I'm a bottle of mustard. I save Hot Dogs from the peril of blandness."

He needs to stay cool sometimes, and the suave I exude just won't cut it sometimes. *grins in a debonair fashion, then realizes he's holding a bottle of mustard playing dress-up*

There was altogether too many asteriks in that post.

*fixes self a bowl of Qvaak, Shnip, Pip*

Hmm....getting sleepy. I think I'll go to sleepies now, while I'm confused at the soap opera that is this place. It's 3:00 am, which is much too late.
Thank you for inviting me, though, it was nice stopping by.
Goodnight all!

*floating in, in her usual vague, elf-like manner*

G'night SF!
G'morning Odra, Sporky!

*heads for fridge, OJ, then joins the others on the veranda*

Hi Digi!

Mornin anyone who's around (or even who's atallandthin).

Grabs OJ and heads out to the verandah, to sit in a nice big old chair.

Hi Phil!

I'm happy to see people already started using the noticeboard. I just hope no one will misuse it - but that's part of the experiment, to give people the means and see what they make of it...

*emerges from studio with sound of lock unsnicking*

Good morning everyone! *goes to kitchen and emerges on veranda with a tray bearing a couple extra glasses, a pitcher of OJ, a plate of donuts and mbougatses, and a small jar of mustard wearing a cape*

"continuitous"

Is that an excellent neologism or what! Looks like it was a surreal evening after I went to bed. *points to mustard jar*


I just checked with Amy the Ant since the Vavoom is a work she has been involved with, and I will be glad to make you a pub sign. I have suggested to Amy that we work up a pool of ideal floor plans for people to derive their own homes from, with any modifications they want. Did you want a floor plan for the pub or for your own place -- or are you going to live above your pub?


I can't stay long on the veranda; much to do on Billy. But I'll check in throughout the day.

btw, Titania, the bulletin board is an excellent idea and well-designed. My pages are well and truly overdue for updates, and I'll certainly cite your board.

*from veranda*

Hi Lil! Thanks!

Hello, busy day at work, over with now
Still here cos it'd take too long to get home and back down to go to the dive club pool session tonight.
P

*floating in from veranda to get Y of champagne*

Hi Phil!

Why not join me on the veranda?

*heading back to veranda*

Knock. knock. Any OJ left?