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Last night, I somehow decided to let one of my hourly forklift operators convince me to lift me up in a safety cage to fix some cases that were falling off our storage pallets. As I was strapped into my fall-protection harness, wedging myself, cave-diver style, between a wobbly pallet of Totino's Pizza Rolls and some metal frame racking barely wide enough to squeeze through, thirty feet in the air, trying to fish out a broken case worth maybe $20, it occurred to me... I've made some BAD choices in my life to get me to this position.

Well, it's better than a stick in the eye.

Yeah, you could have no employment.

Oh, it is not a true lament, I assure you. Merely an observation how things have changed in the ten years I have been here. Honestly, i love doing weird work like that over the course of my night as a manager.

Well, that's good, then.

And Bryan, I just noticed your signature. That's one of my favorite Queen songs.

I have one sister who'll be going to a Trump protest in the city later, while I'm just happy we were too busy at work to get into a political debate (my boss is a big Trump guy). Of course, Friday is usually a day off for me but some of the machines in for repair are being difficult. So in general it just ended up as one of those days. Now it's mostly past and I'm trying to relax.

RK_Striker_JK_5 wrote:Well, that's good, then.

And Bryan, I just noticed your signature. That's one of my favorite Queen songs.

Funny, 10 years later I just noticed that quote too, ten years later - forgot it was there. Still a top 5 song from my favorite band.

And now for something completely different... I've asked on FB, but I'll ask my decidedly more literate compadres here: anyone have any decent suggestions for translations (into English) of Hesse or Pushkin? My German is nonexistent, and my Russian barely enough to introduce myself and ask for cookies or pyrohy. I have available the Creighton translation of Steppenwolf, but some cursory critical research seems to cast Creighton somewhere in the spectrum from woefully misinformed to deliberate butcher. The one translation of Eugene Onegin which I began was almost cartoonish in the way it attempted to preserve meter and rhyme from the Russian.

So I officially got a girlfriend.

Interestingly got her hooked on DS9. She needed something to binge watch and she is almost done with the first season. She just texted me a series of questions about Odo can hold his shape and he can think. Also how he can think without a brain and if his liquid body acts like a mass of brain cells. Really something I never thought about honestly.

She hates Kira though. Which makes sense, Kira in season 1 wasn't that likable.

I've been rewatching DS9 myself. The weirdest thing I find about Odo is that apparently he can vary his mass at will.

I noticed that myself. But never really thought about he can think.

Eh, it's Star Trek. Odo varying his mass is probably one of the lesser oddities.

McAvoy wrote:officially

I never knew there was an agency to monitor that sort of thing.

If they couldn't alter mass they would never be able to turn into birds.

Teaos wrote:If they couldn't alter mass they would never be able to turn into birds.

What makes you say that? I don't recall any canonical statement saying that Odo's "rest" or "control" mass was any greater or less than that of, say, an Earth albatross (crossbow jokes aside) or some heretofore unmentioned, super-massive alien bird.