
SnowJade |

SnowJade wrote:JMD031, have you treated The DaVinci Code to a rant yet? I ask because I discovered a copy hiding in my library the other day and felt obliged to drop-kick it across the room. People who pass pseudoscholarship off as a topic for a thriller really (expletive deleted) me off.
Another vote for a DaVinci code-inspired rant here!
SnowJade, you can post your own rants on the thread if you feel the urge. JMD031 awards rant points to contributions he approves of, too.
I'm trying to find it. I emailed it to a friend years ago, and kept a copy. Unfortunately, I changed computers, and I'm afraid it may have been sacrificed to Lolita by the Code Monsters. If I can locate it, I'll certainly post it, with JMD031's approval, and thank you for requesting it!

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I'm not feeling very ranty but . . .
Last Saturday I went to this work party thing and brought my bike. After the thing I unlocked my bike and walked it up the hill (which was steep enough that riding up would be slower), and stepped on the pedals, but my gears were stuck, so I spent like three minutes sorting them out. Then I started riding down the hill (the other side), and my back tire looked kinda flat. When I got off it felt totally fine, but I still pumped it up a little and checked the pressure on the front one too (it was also fine)
I rode home and kept checking my back tire because, you know, you don't want to accidentally flat and then ride it for a while. Eventually I assured myself that I'd been imagining the flatness, and that I just hadn't seen truly flat tires in a while. I rode the last mile or so without checking!
And then as I was coming down the final grade!
I heard this flopping sound!
Wow.
So now I need to find the patch kit and run water in the tub and put the tube in there and find the hole(s) and see if it's worth patching, and if it's not I have to go out and buy a whole new tire
and I have to remember to do that before my next Saturday engagement

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Hmm ranting about perhaps non one ranting here anymore? I mean does JMD031 need to be the only one to rant here? I have certainly ranted a few times but only we two can't be expected to keep the ship together. I honestly haven't been here for a while either so I certainly need to take some blame too for lacking the rants but seriously folks lets start some rants. Lets really get ranting up and stuff. And why aren't there enough hours in a day? What is up with that Blue Pigeon. I mean I go to sleep and then when I wake up I need to be at work and stuff would be nice to have a little time at home to relax and perhaps enjoy the morning and not have to rush out the door and stuff. Perhaps have some breakfast spend some time with my wife and grand daughter. Who do I talk to get this sorta thing fixed anyways?

Limeylongears |
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Here's a rant about autumn
Autumn, season of mists and mellow fruitfulness. What the **** does that mean? It means that the Poet Keats has been on the laudanum again, and Mighty Thor could come down from the sky and start firing lightning bolts up his winkie-woo before he took any notice of what's happening in the real world, namely rain, cold and encroaching darkness. Yeah, sometimes it's crisp and bright and clear and the apples are ripening and the jolly farmer beams as he reaps the bountiful harvest and all that ****ocks but that's the frosting on the turd, to be honest. The clammy, chilly turd.
Of course, I always associate September with going back to school after a glorious summer spent hangin' 10 crunchy hodads on my woodie while shooting the curl (or at least that's what the undercover police officer told the judge she saw me doing), so it always has a melancholy, depressing aura about it, especially as I'll be doing nothing but sweeping up leaves from around now until December. Bastard leaves. Bastard Autumn. Bloody bastard seasons, the lot of them. Why can't we hibernate, that's what I want to know. Bah. Mgrh. Feh. Poot. Ni.

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Autumn's my favorite season out of the year. It's not yet cold, but it's no longer hot, and it doesn't have the hell-on-wheels allergies of spring. The temperature is just right for my comfort (yay jacket weather!) and I'm not sneezing my head off like I am the other 3/4s of the year. Couldn't be better.

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My rant on rant points.

Limeylongears |

Given that my two best friends are teachers, every time I see/hear that phrase it makes me want to punch someone.
So please, rant on.
+1. Most of the Longears Clan are teachers (not me, though).
I was quite looking forward to the Da Vinci Code rant. That'd be a goodun.
What we could do is rant collectively, maybe in a sort of Exquisite Corpse/Consequences style, i.e.
Maybe that should be a forum game. Maybe it already is. Maybe I've got a load of comments to process about cardboard, it's 23.45 and I'm REALLY REALLY ****ING BORED.

Limeylongears |

Oh, keep your flamin' hair on.
We take zee caffeine, we takes ze guarana, we takes ze corn syrup (een huge quantities), we put eet in ze can and you dreenks eet, gasping as you are revitalised and inspired to do Great Deeds with the tingly taste of bull's testes
EDIT: And, of course, the Awesomeness of Gruumash is truly the Awesomeness that Passes all Understanding. Or passes something similar, if not that.

Mythic JMD031 |

Oh, keep your flamin' hair on.
** spoiler omitted ** still lingering on your tongue,
EDIT: And, of course, the Awesomeness of Gruumash is truly the Awesomeness that Passes all Understanding. Or passes something similar, if not that.
when you got a big deadline at work

Limeylongears |

and you're instantly transported to Bolivia and shot in the face, which doesn't