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

You could always "box their ears", if they're getting out of hand, you know, Pandora
I 'hear' that can sometimes have a "ringing" success!

A safe deposit Pandora's box? Is that like a hope chest?

You should leave the schlepping of amplifiers and such to us perfeshunals.

Yes, a hope chest.

Hope is the one thing that didn't escape
from Pandora's Box.

I know, that's why I said it.

Are we stageing the obvious here?

I know, that's the pun.

Let's not be theatrical, or over-dramatic. I'm curtain we can resolve these issues.

We may feel strung-out, baton answer will be found.

As long as we stick to it.

Anyone else having problems with the server?
*snap-snap* Where's my water?

I don't have a cue why the server's acting so badly.
Hopefully the technicians will prop it up before
the fat lady sings. .

Stage Crew -
Group of individuals who spend their evenings coping with 50-minute stretches of total boredom interspersed with 30-second bursts of mindless panic.

Absolutely true. And none of it's staged panic either.

How do you stage a panic?
And why would you want to in "Don't panic" land?

Staged as in acted, pretend.

As a practical joke.

Hold it right there, Paul H.!

We'r either going to stick to our puns, or we'll cut over to spoonerisms.....and never the main shall tweet.

(Oops! Am I mixing my metaphysicals again? No, that was when I went to the doctor and he determined I had a semicolon because I only did things half-*ss. He noted I couldn't even finish a good analogy; I could only come up with a semi-phor.)

All that aside, let me tell you about the last time Slartibartfast and I had a chat. He'd been working on some more fjords (you know, those little curliques of coastline usually associated with Norway?) on a project for which a couple of had paid a tidy sum, and he'd noticed something odd about the shapes they were taking. He pulled down a ream of computer printout paper and started sketching the wave patterns of the shorelines, only stretching the sine-wave-like scrawlings along the paper in more-or-less a line. With an intuitive leap, we both recognized the undulations to be what resembled a representation of a voice print. He had the tools and facilities to transfer the wave patterns into a computer application that read it and converted it into actual sound waves. Upon hearing the output, Slartibartfast looked across his keyboard at me with a quizzical expression. He stammered, "This seems to be an ancient dialect of earth. I didn't even realize I'd drawn the coastlines into shapes that could mimic such a language. I understand the gist of the message, but all I'm able to get out of it is a littoral translation..."

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B4igetbeaned

Dang it, I was tying that into Post 20, from Paul H., not having read the whole thread line...

Ah, well. Back up if you must, or just laugh.

B4

There's mustiness up my back?

Well, I can reverse gear, I suppose.