Humor will not be tolerated!! -Portia

Giovanni Schwartz wrote:My mom uses his nasty comparison for standards, comparing standards to brownies. Basically, if there's only a little bit of badness in the movie/book/song/whatever, she'll say "there's only a little poop in your brownie." I may adapt that to "there's only a little bacon in your ice cream."

I really hate that analogy. (Either one.)

Katya wrote:

Giovanni Schwartz wrote:My mom uses his nasty comparison for standards, comparing standards to brownies. Basically, if there's only a little bit of badness in the movie/book/song/whatever, she'll say "there's only a little poop in your brownie." I may adapt that to "there's only a little bacon in your ice cream."

I really hate that analogy. (Either one.)

It bothers me a bit too. Unfortunately, my first responses about why it bothers me involve extreme hyperbole, so I think I'll hold off to avoid offending people until I can tone them down a bit. (Gio, I respect that perspective, and your mother, just so you know. )

But, Katya, you're pretty good at articulating this kind of thing...so why do you hate this analogy?

Giovanni Schwartz wrote:My mom uses his nasty comparison for standards, comparing standards to brownies. Basically, if there's only a little bit of badness in the movie/book/song/whatever, she'll say "there's only a little poop in your brownie."

Well technically, since the FDA allows up to 9 mg of rodent pellets per kilogram of wheat, there's always a little poop in your brownie.

(Am I a terrible person for pointing that out? Sorry. But not really.)

gross gross gross

Laser Jock wrote:

Katya wrote:

Giovanni Schwartz wrote:My mom uses his nasty comparison for standards, comparing standards to brownies. Basically, if there's only a little bit of badness in the movie/book/song/whatever, she'll say "there's only a little poop in your brownie." I may adapt that to "there's only a little bacon in your ice cream."

I really hate that analogy. (Either one.)

It bothers me a bit too. Unfortunately, my first responses about why it bothers me involve extreme hyperbole, so I think I'll hold off to avoid offending people until I can tone them down a bit. (Gio, I respect that perspective, and your mother, just so you know. )

But, Katya, you're pretty good at articulating this kind of thing...so why do you hate this analogy?

I started writing a response and it got long and detailed very fast. And then I decided that I should probably give Gio a chance to respond before I launch into a 10-point deconstruction of the brownie poop metaphor, since I'm fully aware that he was just making an off-the-cuff quip, not trying to start an argument. So, I'll get back to you in . . . maybe 100 hours?

Oh sure... turn it into an argument. Way to throw Bacon in my ice cream. My phone auto capitalized Bacon for some reason. So now it's not just ANY Bacon in my ice cream... it's Sir Francis Bacon. Jerk.

Giovanni Schwartz wrote:Oh sure... turn it into an argument. Way to throw Bacon in my ice cream. My phone auto capitalized Bacon for some reason. So now it's not just ANY Bacon in my ice cream... it's Sir Francis Bacon. Jerk.

Or Kevin Bacon. (Six degrees of ice cream!)

Katya wrote:

Giovanni Schwartz wrote:Oh sure... turn it into an argument. Way to throw Bacon in my ice cream. My phone auto capitalized Bacon for some reason. So now it's not just ANY Bacon in my ice cream... it's Sir Francis Bacon. Jerk.

Or Kevin Bacon. (Six degrees of ice cream!)

Celsius, Kelvin, or Fahrenheit?

Defy V wrote:

Katya wrote:

Giovanni Schwartz wrote:Oh sure... turn it into an argument. Way to throw Bacon in my ice cream. My phone auto capitalized Bacon for some reason. So now it's not just ANY Bacon in my ice cream... it's Sir Francis Bacon. Jerk.

Or Kevin Bacon. (Six degrees of ice cream!)

Celsius, Kelvin, or Fahrenheit?

Rankine.

Ok, seriously, Rankine is the most ridiculous temperature scale in existence. If you're going to convert something to a new scale, convert it to Celsius or Kelvin, which most scientists use! Why would you bother converting something from Fahrenheit into a scale that's based on the same flawed system? /rant

(Apparently I have strong opinions about temperature scales? Sign #419 I need to get out more haha )

U cant lve da INTERNETZ!

BayesianConspiracy wrote:Ok, seriously, Rankine is the most ridiculous temperature scale in existence.

That's why I love it!

Katya wrote:

BayesianConspiracy wrote:Ok, seriously, Rankine is the most ridiculous temperature scale in existence.

That's why I love it!

Haha, okay, that's fair.

BayesianConspiracy wrote:

Katya wrote:

BayesianConspiracy wrote:Ok, seriously, Rankine is the most ridiculous temperature scale in existence.

That's why I love it!

Haha, okay, that's fair.

We should be friends. Because I would be good at annoying you.

Katya wrote: We should be friends. Because I would be good at annoying you.

Haha, that actually seems like a fairly legit reason to be friends to me.

/Commence Facebook stalking.

You can't have an end html tag and "Commence". Unless you mean "I have now finished the start of my Facebook stalking"

/nitpicky

I think I'm in love. link

Giovanni Schwartz wrote:I think I'm in love. link

Well, I don't think my tendency to take ordinary situations to ridiculous, pseudo-scientific extremes has ever produced that reaction before. Haha.

Also, that experiment led to some funny questions. "What are you doing?" "Well, someone wants to know how much stuffing to get for a beanbag chair, so I need to find the volume of this pool toy."

Sometimes the traits we worry about most in other people are actually the traits we hate most in ourselves, or refuse to admit. If you ask me, I'd say the guy in question here is the one being emotionally manipulative. At the same time, it does seem like the friend might be overstepping her bounds here. I've actually had quite a few discussions with my best friend about situations in her life where my immediate reaction was to judge her, assume that while what she was doing or planning to do wasn't technically violating any commandments it was still extremely unwise, and try to convince her to change her mind. Every single time, after talking to her about it, I realized that there were issues in her life that actually made her decision a completely viable one, if not the single best choice. It's way too easy to judge first and find out later. And convincing someone else that they're wrong about something they've set their heart on is well nigh impossible. I'm not saying this guy is right, but I'll bet there's something here that his friend doesn't completely understand.