chelated, I hope
Russell, congratulations. You are a gracious and thoughtful host to a boisterous and disputatious rabble of which I’m delighted to be a part.
Well said Lilith. And may I nominate Ian Dalziel for Post Laureate.
in pelite company...
That's not gneiss
Shale be right...
We're a flinty lot in Christ cherts
but don't spark at loose talc...
Do what thou wilt...
a boisterous and disputatious rabble...
Bloody Rabelais - looks like another Gargantuan feed of Pantagruel again...
Baying at the moon...
Why thanks Hebe, but I think the only laurels I shall be resting on are through the Looking Glass Bush (Coprosma Repens, Taupata, the NZ Laurel)...
Unless of course you mean post-laureate or the after laureate, fossicker in dregs, leavings, lees and sediment - all hail the day of the remains, here comes da sludge!
We’re a flinty lot in Christ cherts . . . Bloody Rabelais – looks like another Gargantuan feed of Pantagruel again…
There are times when life in Chchch resembles the events on Rabelais’s Wild Island. Who will rid us of the troublesome Sausage?
. . . he lugs out his trusty sword, Kiss-mine-arse (so he called it) with both his fists, and cut the Sausage in twain. Bless me, how fat the foul thief was! it puts me in mind of the huge bull of Berne, that was slain at Marignan when the drunken Swiss were so mauled there. Believe me, it had little less than four inches’ lard on its paunch.
in the beginning...
Public Address Word of the Year discussion
(please try and wait until I actually do that, though!)
Happy to wait, but here's an idea for another filter
to put the words through - spotted this on Boing Boing today,
you type in a word and it converts it to Techno beats...
Antidisestablishmentarianism really cooks!
That wasn’t the number of unique visitors (it was less than half of those according to google analytics).
It was “matched unique browsers”. Which is something that I have no idea what they’re measuring. It does coincide roughly with the numbers of really regular visitors.
But keep fondling your ancient coprolites if that is all you can do http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Coprolite
That's a metal. Your schist may be full of gold, but only if you've got a clean slate, and do your deposits in vein.
Watch out or Gerry Brownlee will say "Mine!"
I rather like the idea of The Standard being second on the list of chattering sites after Public Address. It isn't one of our primary objectives but still nice to know.
I tend to put the numbers of commentators to unique readers at The Standard to be less than half that level. I have a half written post on comments on my queue at present but haven't finished extracting numbers from the SQL. By the sound of Russel's comment above they may be taking a broader measure across the websites.
Looking at the number of "matched unique browsers", I'm kind of puzzled about what they are.
But keep fondling your ancient coprolites if that is all you can do http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Coprolite</q>
Wow we have a fancy Latin word for old shit - handy I could use that sometime.
Some old shit never goes away.... :-)
Public Address; Turning old shit into gold since ages ago.
Alchemists one and all...
Alchemists one and all…
take some stoned Philosophers... ;-)
Wow we have a fancy Latin word for old shit – handy I could use that sometime.
That was my thought when I saw it whilst moderating comments at TS recently. I even remember the earth sciences lecture room exploding with mirth on a lazy Hamilton summers day in 1979 when I first heard it (damned if I can remember the course through). Refiled for later use.
And since the subject sidetracked into earth sciences and troll slang arose from the compacted sediments of 2008..... Well it seemed appropriate.
Well I found a use for it :)
Turning old shit into gold since ages ago.
Hang on, surely TradeMe have
that one nailed down already!
I read that as Corprolitic converter, National, shifting wealth since ages ago.
Old, grey and a bit wacky.
Nuts to that...
I read that as Corprolitic converter
How about Copralitic?
Or am I a coupla coconuts shy
of a palm tree...
And don't forget you CAN polish shit up a tad.
you CAN polish shit up a tad.
...and use it immortalise MPs
you CAN polish shit up a tad.
If it’s very shiny, does it become holy crap?
I bought a shiny piece of turd that I was reliably informed came from the donkey that JC rode into town before his unfortunate demise.
I am ass-ured it is the only piece in existence.
I was reliably informed
Spoorious claim. Acopraphal.
My own blog used to be far more discursive, but I had to close down the comments section due to a raving flock of fundamentalist dingbats. Sigh.
that JC rode into town
I kept reading that as JK