°Well in

August 20, 2006


“Of course they were”, said the Dormouse; ” - well in.” …

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  1. This is a lovely bit of treacle.

    Nate [August 25, 2006 @ 12:43 pm]

  2. Heh. I was feeling like a certain blog had transformed into a mad hatter’s tea party for a moment there.

    s0metim3s [August 25, 2006 @ 1:46 pm]

  3. Perhaps I should have said pepper, then, rather than treacle. One does sometimes get the sense of being punished for murdering the time.

    You know, a Lewis Carroll themed blogdimensional gathering would be wicked good fun. I’ve been meaning to re-read the Hunting of the Snark for a long time and to finally read all of Sylvie and Bruno. All I’ve read of that is the opening, the rally where people assemble to demand “Less bread! More taxes!”

    Nate [August 28, 2006 @ 6:31 am]

  4. One does sometimes get the sense of being punished for murdering the time.

    Exactly, and punished with nonsense.

    Some Carroll would be fun.

    s0metim3s [August 28, 2006 @ 1:31 pm]

  5. The unfair part is that it’s someone else (the Hatter) who was murdering the time, and even worse the nonsense isn’t even all that good. At least Carroll worked in chess puzzles and rhymes and things.

    It’s actually Carroll that was the encounter which started me studying philosophy. I wrote a paper in high school on him, and read a book called The Philosopher’s Alice. I’ve always liked the Red King as a metaphor for multitude, though a bit simplistic and potentially problematic - someday we shall wake up and the world we’ve been dreaming shall be brought to an end including the Hatters in the Fortune 500 and the pack of cards which attends to them.

    For now, though, the most important questions given some relatively recent discussion here seem to me - do cats eat bats? Do bats eat cats?

    Nate [August 29, 2006 @ 1:57 am]

  6. Now, Nate, tell me the truth: did you ever eat a bat?

    s0metim3s [August 29, 2006 @ 12:16 pm]

  7. I can not deny that I have had the occasional eyelash and ball batted in my direction and even batted the odd one back, been in several rain-, wind-, and sea-battered locations, and am a big fan of Batman despite myself. But, while I have seen bats, taken bets, and eaten many a battered item, I have never eaten a bat. Nor have I beaten a bat or otherwise battered one, nor have I advocated their battering, either in batter or with bats, either the wooden, aluminum, or winged variety. I’m a vegetarian, after all.

    Jodi, as you know, has urged and even practiced the battering of bats (I believe with a shovel which means, if one wants to quibble, that she has practiced the shovelling of buts, but shovelling is at the same time a form of battering, I suppose - which makes one wonder, do cats also eat shovels?). Given that this is so, if I had to name one person who is most likely to have eaten a bat out of all the people I know, it would be Jodi … bat since this is unsubstantiated it is probably a bat idea to continue lest she take offence (and then take out a shovel, necessitating my taking cover behind a fence).

    Have you ever eaten a bat? And is it true that all of you down there in the Antipodes walk on your heads?

    Nate [August 29, 2006 @ 4:27 pm]

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