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

Naw, not everyone, but I'll admit that it is rare... Anyway, I believe you can eliminate character flaws, but I won't say that it's easy...

Aww, well, as long as you ARE fair...

I suppose you'll have to put up with some "subtle insults" if you''re to keep a conversation going with me...

Hmmm? How could food be terribly offensive, have we discussed this?

Cool, I love Thai food, but Mexican and Indian is the best... It's got to be tasty, that's the most important thing...

I'm definitely rare. I'm sure the world would be an extremely...confusing place with two of me.

So you're one of those evil people that insults everyone? Hmm...yet another challenge.

Food can be terribly offensive.

I spend a few weeks every summer with my aunt and uncle in Texas, and the food in that area is soooo good and soooo cheap. Love it, love it, love it. There are a lot of Indians in our area, but there's not a single Indian restaurant around.

Sorry to disappoint you, but I think I know someone like you... But you're still rare... Two of you, possibly one in each continent, is after all quite little when seen in a global perspective.

No, I'm not, I seldom insult people, but I have an irritating way of making them realize their own character flaws... Not neccesarily intentionally... But I believe that it might be neccesary in order to make people strive to become better (and no exceptions made when it comes to myself, mind...).

Um, OK...

Come to think of it, just exactly where in the US do you come from (I realize that I might have asked you this question before...).

So you think. There are only two continents in the world now? The global perspective...neeneeeneeeneenee. Sorry, homecoming was yesterday and I acted like a blonde. I'm still in the recovery mode.

Irritating only to them because they weren't already aware of their character faults. You shouldn't criticize unless you already realize yours. I'm assuming you do...

United States, Georgia, Southeast. Swamps, bbq's, yard parties, fishing, hunting, gumbo, clay, food, food, food, fried food, food. I'll ask you the same question.

No, but I'm figuring that there might be more of you... Also, I was thinking of saying Hemisphere, but it's not really correct, since we're both living on the northern hemisphere, or at least I think so (feel free to correct me if I'm wrong).

Well, in my experience we're usually only capable of spotting the same character flaws on others as the ones that we posess ourselves... And being aware of your faults won't help, and self-criticism won't disarm the reproach of others, but rather encourage it.

Wait, subtle insult noted... 1-1

Hmm, do I know of all my character flaws? I know of some, but I dunno if I know them all, but hey! I'm perfect! Get used to it ...

Norway, Buskerud, Hurum, Kana, farmers, golf courses, silence, silence, silence, silence, silence and farmers....

There might be more of me...the world would definitely be a better place. *preens* Yes, we both happen to live in the same hemisphere. Whodathunkit?

Encouragement in any form would seem to be bad.

yourself. I'm just a darling little mouse. No one would expect anything bad of ME! I'm just as stunningly beautiful and can work miracles...so they tell me. Who THEY are is questionable.

Golf courses? I really hate golf. Dreadfully boring and boring and boring. What do farmers in Norway grow?

Hehehe... True enough, the world needs weird people... That's why we're here...

Hmmm what does "whodathunkit?" mean?

Still you do it, for some reason... Ever considered a change of strategies? I used to do what you do, but in my experience, self-critizism wasn't really an effective strategy, it only invited the others into hitting harder... It's better to just be conceited and arrogant:P.

Hmmm.... questionable indeed:P.

So do I... It's a really boring sport... They mostly grow wheat.

Gotta go get breakfast!

Great place with us, isn't it?

Whodathunkit is another way of saying 'who would have ever thought about that?'

Criticism, like charity, begins at home. Perfectionism is good, but arrogance is the best. Highly attractive.

Wheat in Norway. I can handle that. Here it's cotton, soy, milo, winter wheat, and corn.

Breakfast...just had a wonderful muffin thing with crunchy sugar on top. Yumm...

Yeah, indeed... Never mind wars and stuff like that, WE'RE HERE!!!

Oh, thanks... I've learned something today!

Well, I prefer humility, in other people...:p Self confidence is good, but arrogance is not quite my thing, though I do enjoy joking with it..

Ahh.. well I can live with that, I like the silence of home... It's there so that I can fill it with rock music and percussion... Do you have problems with handling cotton, soy, milo, winter wheat or corn?

Urgh, sounds too sweet to be breakfast, I prefer bread, sometimes accompanied by eggs...

Wopbopbopbopbowowwap!

You'd never heard of thunking it?

I'm weird like that. I find arrogance attractive, not in the form of ego, but in the form of self-known bravado. So cute. Charming in a non-fake way. Like that makes any sense...

What sort of problems would I have with handling crops? My family doesn't grow anything but a garden. I don't care for silence, just solitude.

I'm a sugar junkie. I actually prefer cold pizza for breakfast above all else.

Off to go get some ibuprofen and Pepsi!

Nope, I've never heard of it (Remember, I am a Norwegian).

Hmmm... I suppose it attracts me too, sometimes...

Not neccesarily with handling crops, but you said "Wheat, I could handle that"... Aww... I like solitude too, sometimes, but silence is essential to me... It allows me to clear my thoughts...

Ahh, no, breakfast is the most important meal of the day... One should never neglect it...

Well, good luck, don't tell me you're addicted to ibux as well?

Aha...I keep forgetting about that Norwegian thing.

Sometimes. Silence makes me nervous. Nowhere in nature is it ever that eerily silent silence. Drives me insane when there aren't even bugs buzzing.

I must have at least five meals a day in order to function correctly. Speaking of that, I'm starving.

Ibu-who? Remember, I'm American. They gave me tylenol with codeine for my foot and I'm half dead at the moment.

Hehe... well, the fact that the first word in the thread heading is Norwegian, could function as a hint.

True enough... Silence like that occurs only right before a puma pounces to catch it's prey... But I don't mind the sound of birds, and the river, natural sounds, but I do mind traffic, disco music... and so on (Disco music is allright, provided it's old, and played at a comfortable sound level).

I can survive on three... But I need LARGE meals... And I'm starving now too...

Ibux is what we call "Ibuprofen" over here... It's a brand name, I suppose...

Another subtle reminder. When will I ever learn?

Puma puma puma. Almost as lovely a sounding word as acquittal. Acquittal acquittal acquittal. So round and bubbly. Yeah, anyway...

I hate the sound of traffic. We have a creek so I go down there and sit. If I ever am rich, I will have a disco room built, complete with light up floor.

Food...*returns with mouthful of chicken*

I don't think we have any non-generic brands of ibuprofen over here. We might, but I've only seen bottles with 'ibuprofen' written on them. Oh those happy little red pills that damage your liver and kidneys.

Hehe... it's not so much a question of learning, as of looking :p

YAY... there are indeed some nice words. I have loads of them, but I can't think of any of them at the moment, maybe later...

Hehehehe... Well, that is one way of avoiding the eerie sound of silence...

Well, a disco room wouldn't exactly be my top priority... a jacuzzi, on the other hand... now there's something, or perhaps a tennis court? Too bad I'll never be rich...

We had spaghetti today... yummy...

So yo're aware of it then... How come you have to take it? Have you broken something?

Looking...learning...I'm sure that wasn't intended.

When I need to think of the happy words or the ugly words, I can never remember them.

I'm not really a jacuzzi person myself. A diving pool would be nice as would a tennis court. Maybe a steeplechase course and a few voices in Congress. Okay, I'm dreaming, but it would be nice.

I love spaghetti. Lasagna is also divine.

I broke my foot over the weekend. I'm glad I have skin otherwise I wouldn't have two toes.

Naw, maybe it wasn't, then again maybe it was... You decide...

Same here... It's like when someone tells you that they'll give you a fiver, if you could just avoid thinking about polar bears for the next five minutes...

Indeed you are... But I agree on the diving pool... Though I prefer jumping from cliffs... and you don't get to do that in a swimming pool (at least not nine metres)...

Lasagna is great! And pesto... Yeah, pesto is exquisite!

Aww... that sounds horrible... How did you do it?

I've decided, but I'm still undecided.

Just tell someone NOT to think of purple monkeys without explaining it and I can guarantee you that they'll come up to you later asking why you don't want them to think about purple monkeys.

A diving pool would be grand. You could swim, jump from extremely high heights, as well as practicing scuba diving. I love scuba diving, though I hardly ever get an opportunity to do it.

Pesto...why food? I'm drooling yet again. *brings back extra spicy salsa*

How did I break my lovely foot? I was playing ball in the back yard with my little brother (aww, what a good big sister I am) and I turned to head of the 2.5ft rubber ball and ran into a chain link fence that seperates the dog shoot from the ornamental yard. Don't ask. I caught three toes in the fence and twisted them. One popped out of joint and two broke. My little toe would have been completely severed; there's 1/8 of an inch between bone fragments. I cracked my metatarsal in two places, too. Clumsiness is genetic. You should see the X-ray! It is really cool.

Ahhh... a tricky situation... Unintended, then...

Hehe... true... but they'll also find it totally impossible to avoid, and they'll be haunted by purple monkeys for the rest of the day, plus possibly some of the night, in their dreams...

I wish I could go scuba diving... But I'll need a diving certifiacte... And that's costly...

Why is pesto food? Because it's a great sauce, that goes with both pasta, and white cheese on a piece of bread... We were talking about pasta, remember... Anyway... Salsa and mexican food in general is great...

OMG... that sounds horrid... Anyway... there's no chance of you uploading the X-ray on the web, is there?

Unintended...I suppose.

Ooooh, dreams of purple monkeys. That would be pretty bad.

You have to have a diving certificate to go diving? Wait a minute...I have one, but all I had to do was...oh, yeah... I agree, a royal pain in the arse.

I love pesto. You can eat it on ANYTHING and it still tastes great. How much more versatile can a food get?

I scanned in the X-ray, and it was really cool. Of course, you couldn't tell anything, but it was still really, really cool. I'll fiddle with it a bit and see if I can improve upon it any.