Memes, etc

[magid]

Based on recent public posts:

• I am apparently 59% male. Vertical or horizontal split? Diagonal, possibly? Or am I just a puree?
  Perhaps all that spam wasn't so misdirected?
  (Yeah, yeah, it's confidence intervals. But.)
  
• I write about on a ninth grade level.

I don't know how I'd answer the crush meme going around. When I was younger, I had intense crushes that usually lasted a year or more. I don't categorize "some attraction to X" in the same category at all. On the other end of things, a crush for me is something lopsided: once it's clearly reciprocated, it falls into some other category as well.

"Ruth's Chris Steakhouse" has always been a bizarre-sounding name: who is Ruth, and who/what is her Chris? As it turns out, it's somewhat stupid. Ruth bought a steakhouse already named Chris Steak House, and tacked her name on the front. It still is a silly-sounding name, though.

I used the huge tomato last night. I cut into a mostly golden, almost orange tomato that had touches of red at the bottom, and found that it had red blushes throughout. Just gorgeous.

Comments

[majes.livejournal.com]

I read public crush as being the category for someone you were actively with. It was the closet thing to use when you try to define everything in terms of the type of crush it is. Next thing you know, this will find its way into the general parlance, knocking words like dating, marriage, and divorce out of popular usage.

~~flash~~forward~~to~~LJ~~Post~~from~~Future~~

I had just come back from dropping off my podlings with my ex-crush, when my secret crush telepathed me. I was surprised enough to hearsee her, but then she dropped the bomb. She told me that her luzer-carp public crush had finally given her a real ultra-public-crush-ring. She was all happy about it; I acted happy for her and all, but I was screaming inside; it was a good thing that I got those updates to my subconscious dampeners, otherwise, she might have heardseen my actual emotions. The worse part was when she asked if I would come and be her best-man at the ultra-public-crush ceremony. Urg! I complained that I was having a mind storm, and had to break off the connection, so I didn't answer her. Now what do I do? For a moment, I seriously considering joining the Urban-Freedom-Protectorate; I understand that the Great Bush (All Hail!) authorized extra rations and ultra-preventant shots for every new recruit. Right now, that's sounding alot better than having to stand and smile while watching her go and get ultra-public-crushed to that barely 3-rated zigger.

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Let's all hope we never live to see that future.

[geeyodi.livejournal.com]

Bored today, are we?

[magid.livejournal.com]

Ack! Must avoid secret crushes, lest I end up in the Urban-Freedom-Protectorate!

Though I've already been through watching ex-crush join new-public-crush in real ultra-public-crush ceremony, so how much worse could it get?

[hrafn.livejournal.com]

"Public crush" means to me "having a crush on someone and everyone knows." And "crush" precedes "having a relationship." Of course then I wouldn't know whether to categorize people I'm involved with as ex-crushes or just invent a new category (and it would seem wrong to call them ex-crushes, though by my definition, they would be).

As for the bulk of your comment: Who put _what_ into your coffee?