In honor of Glaven going off the deep end again (but this time in reference to me), I thought I would give him some link love and answer his post with one of my own. [Editor’s note: This also helps me as I haven’t run since Saturday and had nothing fun to post for today.] If you’ve got a spare hour or two on your hands, go read his long rambling yet amusing post first then come back to mine if you still give a rat’s ass.
All right, Glaven, here goes...
My quizzes were created by a dozen nerds shackled to desks in the Nerditorium library who were beaten with wet spaghetti noodles when they failed to meet production deadlines ... which was often.
On the subject of your life suckage—all you have to do is be unemployed, go into debt and live off of money that committees only begrudgingly give you because your supervisor knows how poor your normal living conditions are and she’s begged on your behalf.
This is what PhD stands for.
The answers to your quiz questions are as follows:
(1) No, Popeners* don’t shit in the woods. A Popener only has an image of the Pope’s head so therefore the Popener has to do its business in a colostomy bag.
(2) Only if it’s been through its confirmation.
(4) Marcy went too far back in time. Don’t worry, she’ll catch up.
(5) It’s all about brevity, buddy. [Editor’s note: I should probably follow my own advice, no?]
I’ll pass on the palm grease, but thanks anyway.
Xenia is a Greek word. Loosely translated, it means ‘hospitality to strangers’. Its form is nominative feminine singular. The plural would be xeniai if it actually existed. You tried to make my blog name a Latin neuter plural second declension noun, which it is not. Are your eyes bleeding yet? Thanks for helping me revise** my rusty ancient language grammar skills.
As to the second part of footnote 4 ... I just threw up in my mouth a little.
There’s a chance I may be back in Rome in the spring for a short period of time. If I do go, I promise to hold another Popener quiz. I’m doing that just for you, Glaven. And the half dozen other readers who have threatened to lynch me because I have left them Popener-less.
I hope your knee heals up soon. Take care, buddy.
*For Marci and others who don’t already know, a Popener is a bottle opener with the image of the Pope on it. Hence why it is so coveted.
**British term for studying. I’ve heard it so many times in the past three plus years, that I can’t not say it anymore.