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

People in h2g2 should do their own docu-soap.

Erm......No.....I don't think so. Not me anyway...

But you said you loved the idea of docu-soaps! Come on, it'd be great; hell, it could even develop into a Blair Witch type thing!

I'm already cultivating a tacky life here. I don't need two.

Awww ... why not? Tacky lives are ... amusing!

Ah, Susan's back.

The point is, I need to focus on making the life I'm currently leading exceptionally tacky. If I need to concentrate on two lives, there's just not going to be enough tack to go around...

TACK IS GOOD! NEVER DENY THE TACK!!!!! (and yes ... Susan is sometimes back)

I went to a 3D film last night. 3D. It just SCREAMS tack. It was at IMAX. Tack. It was called 'Encounters in the third dimension. Tack. It starred Elvira. Tack. Tack. Tack.

Or so I thought....

It turned out to be pretty cool, dammit.

SO I had to REACH OUT to grab some 3D stuff in front of me just to put the tack back into it.

Well, I'm glad it was so Tacky. At least it wasn't hoaky!

Hoak is *almost* better than tack. But not quite.

I bought a shirt that had 'Dwight' on the name badge, because it did. Is that hoak or tack.

Maybe a combination...



Toaky...

Hack! Pure Hack! Hoak is good in some situations, but in most cases, this goddess prefers tack.

Then your shovel must be one of those purple ones for the 'fashion conscious' gardener.

I was going to desribe some gardening gloves too, but then I remembered a pair of rubber gloves I saw for the fashion conscious. Sure, up to the wrist was pink rubber, but then you hit faux zebra fur for the next few inches. In the middle of that was a big plastic ruby. Set in gold plastic.

TACK CHAMPION!!!!!!!!!!!

oooooooooo!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Those sound absolutely TACKY! YAY! Suck wondrousness must not be overlooked. I must sek out these gloves of tack, and make them my own! Wherever did you find them?

I can't remember the name of the shop, but it was in Carlton, Victoria, Australia, so it might be a bit too far to travel for some rubber gloves. Maybe.

They also had (which I bought) the AMAZING optic WONDER!!!
It was about the size of a pack of cigs and you could open and close bits to turn it into: binoculars, a telescope, a compass, a sextant, a 1982 ford cortina, etc. It was also bright yellow and had a neck rope so you could NEVER lose it.

I think my brother lost it...

Wow, your brother must be a git ... but the amazing OPTIC WONDER!!!! seems absolutely groovy!

There must be a treasure trove of tack in the US.

I think Hong Kong would be the place to go though. Even the name is tacky. Sounds like a cross between a porno movie title and a hand-held LCD game.

::laughs really rather hard:: Goodness, boy! Right in the middle of the library I started cracking up over that ... all these freshman probably think I'm psychotic.

Did you say, "I'm sorry, I was just laughing at Hong Kong"...?

::Envisioning it. Laughing at what he sees::

::giggles:: that's exactly what I said. They didn't beleive me! You know ... last night at Peace Jam, my Youth Leader declared me weird. You don't think I'm weird, now do you? Sarah said that she had thrown out a bottle of fruit punch that had expired two years ago. She said it was probably alive. She said it was about to start moving! I mentioned that instead of throwing it out, seh should have tightened the cap, and waited for it to form it's own ecosystem. Pretty soon she'd have little men crawing all over her old bottle of fruit punch. She said that I was so weird it was scary.

You should have thrown in some animal proteins and then sealed it. Better biodiversity.

Weird's good. It's a sign of creativity.

But then,

You can't creatively bite the head off a chicken....