Thursday, February 09, 2006

Poo Whispers

WARNING: This is gross.

Ok, so at my job I have to use a public restroom everyday. It's got two urinals, one stall, and two sinks. I've noticed an odd habit or phenomenon that was sort of unsettling, and I wonder if it is a universal.

When you're at one of the sinks or the urinal, and somebody blows by to the stall to drop the kids off, do you ever sort of cringe in anticipation of the sound? Like when somebody is firing a gun and they're taking a while to get the shot lined up, so you don't know exactly when the shot is going to go off. Or when you're lighting a firecracker and you don't know when it's going to pop. Well, I've found that I can't help but listen for the moment of delivery. I mean, if I can get out of there in time, I definitely do. But if I'm stuck at the upright or have just begun to wash my hands, I am forced to endure whatever sort of aural assault is soon to come.

And then, do you ever pass judgment on the person for what you hear next? You know how your brain kinda automatically does that all the time? Yeah. And there are many different types of sound, so there are many different judgments to make.

I hate the parts of my brain I can't switch off.

Wednesday, February 08, 2006

Funny stuff

So the mystery has been solved: Fred Sanders, Paul Spears, and John-Mark Reynolds have all combined forces for the Blogging Effort. However, only Fred has posted so far, and apparently some were wondering if he had replaced John-Mark. Not so, says he:
"...this is my idea of a good imitation of Reynolds:

Lincoln Chafee just doesn’t get it. He behaves with no more moxie or pizzazz than a common cad, as Trollope would say. What the people want to know is, which side of the Russian revolution would he have been on? Everybody knows the Czar was British, and would have caned the blaggards on the Titanic if the game had been worth the candle. My heart yearns for the day when The Good, the True, and the Beautiful are more than a film franchise at the strip mall (which isn’t too bad!). Bible this, culture that. So in conclusion, it’s all in Plato. What are they teaching in schools these days? I love my wife."

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