Woo hoo! My girlfriend decided to re-up her account! Go say hi to Mara1 (formerly known as Mara, but hey, times change).
Now, in the name of the holidays, let me repost a journal entry from Feb '03:
High over the city Albert turned to Death, who seemed to be trying to avoid his gaze.
"You didn't get that stuff out of the sack! Not cigars and peaches in brandy and grub with foreign names!"
YES, IT CAME OUT OF THE SACK.
Albert gave him a suspiscious look.
"But you put it in the sack in the first place, didn't you?"
NO.
"You did, didn't you?" Albert stated.
NO.
"You put all those things in the sack."
NO.
"You got them from somewhere and put them in the sack."
NO.
"You did put them in the sack, didn't you?"
NO.
"You put them in the sack."
YES.
"I knew you put them in the sack. Where did you get them?"
THEY WERE JUST LYING AROUND.
"Whole roast pig does not, in my experience, just lie around."
NO ONE SEEMED TO BE USING THEM, ALBERT.
"Couple of chimneys ago we were down there a bit longer than usual, if you don't mind me saying so."
REALLY.
"How exactly were they just quote lying around unquote comma?"
JUST...LYING AROUND. YOU KNOW. RECUMBENT.
"In a kitchen?"
THERE WAS A CERTAIN CULINARINESS ABOUT THE PLACE, I RECALL.
Albert pointed a trembling finger.
"You nicked someone's Hogswatch dinner, master!"
IT'S GOING TO BE EATEN, said Death defensively. ANYWAY, YOU THOUGHT IT WAS A GOOD IDEA WHEN I SHOWED THAT KING THE DOOR.
"Yeah, well, that was a bit different," said Albert, lowering his voice. "But, I mean, the Hogfather doesn't drop down the chimney and pinch people's grub!"
THE BEGGARS WILL ENJOY IT, ALBERT.
"Well, yes, but--"
IT WASN'T STEALING. IT WAS JUST...REDISTRIBUTION. IT WILL BE A GOOD DEED IN A NAUGHTY WORLD.
"No, it won't!"
THEN IT WILL BE A NAUGHTY DEED IN A NAUGHTY WORLD AND WILL PASS COMPLETELY UNNOTICED.
"Yeah, but you might at least have thought about the people whose grub you pinched."
THEY HAVE BEEN PROVIDED FOR, OF COURSE. I AM NOT COMPLETELY HEARTLESS. IN A METAPHORICAL SENSE. AND NOW--ONWARD AND UPWARD.
"We're heading down, master."
ONWARD AND DOWNWARD, THEN.
--Terry Pratchett, Hogfather
Happy Holidays!
Now, in the name of the holidays, let me repost a journal entry from Feb '03:
High over the city Albert turned to Death, who seemed to be trying to avoid his gaze.
"You didn't get that stuff out of the sack! Not cigars and peaches in brandy and grub with foreign names!"
YES, IT CAME OUT OF THE SACK.
Albert gave him a suspiscious look.
"But you put it in the sack in the first place, didn't you?"
NO.
"You did, didn't you?" Albert stated.
NO.
"You put all those things in the sack."
NO.
"You got them from somewhere and put them in the sack."
NO.
"You did put them in the sack, didn't you?"
NO.
"You put them in the sack."
YES.
"I knew you put them in the sack. Where did you get them?"
THEY WERE JUST LYING AROUND.
"Whole roast pig does not, in my experience, just lie around."
NO ONE SEEMED TO BE USING THEM, ALBERT.
"Couple of chimneys ago we were down there a bit longer than usual, if you don't mind me saying so."
REALLY.
"How exactly were they just quote lying around unquote comma?"
JUST...LYING AROUND. YOU KNOW. RECUMBENT.
"In a kitchen?"
THERE WAS A CERTAIN CULINARINESS ABOUT THE PLACE, I RECALL.
Albert pointed a trembling finger.
"You nicked someone's Hogswatch dinner, master!"
IT'S GOING TO BE EATEN, said Death defensively. ANYWAY, YOU THOUGHT IT WAS A GOOD IDEA WHEN I SHOWED THAT KING THE DOOR.
"Yeah, well, that was a bit different," said Albert, lowering his voice. "But, I mean, the Hogfather doesn't drop down the chimney and pinch people's grub!"
THE BEGGARS WILL ENJOY IT, ALBERT.
"Well, yes, but--"
IT WASN'T STEALING. IT WAS JUST...REDISTRIBUTION. IT WILL BE A GOOD DEED IN A NAUGHTY WORLD.
"No, it won't!"
THEN IT WILL BE A NAUGHTY DEED IN A NAUGHTY WORLD AND WILL PASS COMPLETELY UNNOTICED.
"Yeah, but you might at least have thought about the people whose grub you pinched."
THEY HAVE BEEN PROVIDED FOR, OF COURSE. I AM NOT COMPLETELY HEARTLESS. IN A METAPHORICAL SENSE. AND NOW--ONWARD AND UPWARD.
"We're heading down, master."
ONWARD AND DOWNWARD, THEN.
--Terry Pratchett, Hogfather
Happy Holidays!
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Btw, why are we typing instead of talking, since you are sitting right next to me?