I once actually did have a mescaline salad! I was taking a friend on his first journey into psychospace, and we decided to fortify ourselves with a little tuna salad as we launched, and we just opened the capsules and poured the powder into our tuna salad. It turned out to be particularly potent stuff, so we had just finished and cleaned up the mess when he began to get rather freaked out. Bad trips really are as bad as they’re cracked up to be, if not worse, since in that distorted time frame they seem to go on eternally. He finally settled down and enjoyed the ride, but it was touch and go there for a while.
But I’m sure if this were a mescaline salad, it would be pricier, since we paid more than that, and that was back in 1972.
She appears under two different avatars. We can tell it’s still her, since she’s intelligent and funny regardless of what color her face is. She doesn’t do any trollish things. Get over it.
As I’ve mentioned before, I had occasion to teach statistics to graduate students. Graduate students had, of course, already graduated from college, and were pursuing masters or doctorates. I once worked something out on the board, and it came to 4/6, so I immediately changed that to 2/3. An earnest hand went up, a middle-aged lady, schoolteacher by profession, asked what the formula was for that. I didn’t know what to say.
“Not quite” is, although not literally so, generally taken to indicate slightly short of, not mererly inexactly. If I say, “He’s not quite six feet tall,” you’d think he’s probably 5′11″, not 6′1″.
You should have paired them up with a nine-year-old tutor in the 4th grade. If I remember correctly, that’s where I learned that 4/6 is the same as 2/3.
No doubt this person had also learned that in the fourth grade, but many people exercise the option of avoiding working with numbers whenever possible, especially ones that are “hard,” like fractions, or ones that really are hard, like imaginary numbers. My wife had two years of college, but I can guarantee she can’t tell you what half of 1/3 is. By the time people get to college, they expect to be given a formula for everything, not to actually have to think in numbers.
I usually advise anyone who will listen, to learn to work percentages in their head. There must be dozens of scams I’ve avoided, and hundreds of mistakes I haven’t made, because I worked out the relative percentages of a deal and realised it just didn’t make sense.
A short-lived, entirely English-speaking cafe in the middle of a large American city had mescaline salad listed on the menu. After supper, I called my server’s attention to the error (they’d meant mesclun) so they could perhaps avoid embarrassment before the next printing. “Huh,” she said. “The lady who edited our menu is sitting right over there.” “Mmmm,” I murmured, and slunk away.
This is not a masculine salad – salad that a man will readily eat has NO salad greens in it. It consists of cheese, onion, and lots of crunchy fried noodles, maybe some cashew nuts. Basically, if a rabbit would eat it, men would prefer not to.
When it is all I can stands an I can’t stands no more, a canned spinach salad boosts me strenth an vitaliky. Iffn’s you hear Olive Oil screaming oh, oh, oooooh aaaooooowhooo Popeye, comes back later.
That’s something you can put on a MANWICH.
That’s one BEEFY sandwich!
make it a foot long for 5 dollars
5!
5 dollar,
5 dollar footlong!
(any footlong!)
I wonder if they wanted to say ‘mescaline’…..?
How was this salad tossed? hehe
That would make for a Yaqui-tasting salad….
I once actually did have a mescaline salad! I was taking a friend on his first journey into psychospace, and we decided to fortify ourselves with a little tuna salad as we launched, and we just opened the capsules and poured the powder into our tuna salad. It turned out to be particularly potent stuff, so we had just finished and cleaned up the mess when he began to get rather freaked out. Bad trips really are as bad as they’re cracked up to be, if not worse, since in that distorted time frame they seem to go on eternally. He finally settled down and enjoyed the ride, but it was touch and go there for a while.
But I’m sure if this were a mescaline salad, it would be pricier, since we paid more than that, and that was back in 1972.
Insert salad dressing joke here…
Why did the mayonnaise blush?
Ok, I’ll bite. Why?
Because it saw the salad dressing.
That joke has wrinkles on its wrinkles.
Yeah, that’s not the same salad that those East Coast Liburl pansies eat. This is salad for a real man.
Must be organically grown. My masculine salad has a HUGE slug.
Quite a bargain @ 6.99/lb.
Those two words don’t belong in the same sentence.
Does this mean it has nuts?
available on the side.
Limit two nuts per salad.
And a whole cucumber.
I bet it comes with a white dressing.
Or brown sauce.
WTF? I posted a similar comment 2 hrs ago, and it’s disappeared! The mods must really like you.
What about the Rockers?
you are not bluejade!!! imposter!
She appears under two different avatars. We can tell it’s still her, since she’s intelligent and funny regardless of what color her face is. She doesn’t do any trollish things. Get over it.
over what?
Over your outburst of exclamation points.
Ah, multiple exclamation points -a wise man named Pratchett has pointed out that it’s a sure sign of mental illness.
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
The prosecution rests, Your Honour.
I caught the ref. I doubt many others did, though. Perhaps I’m wrong.
They seem to be the only ones!
I am friends with the mods. They do like me, but I’ll put in a good word for you.
It’s a nice day for a… white dressing.
It’s cheap in the US.. $2 for a salad? I’ll have to pay atleast $7 for mine.
It would, of course, depend on the size.
That particular one is small, not quite a quarter of a pound.
Back to math class for you! A quarter= 0.25.
As I’ve mentioned before, I had occasion to teach statistics to graduate students. Graduate students had, of course, already graduated from college, and were pursuing masters or doctorates. I once worked something out on the board, and it came to 4/6, so I immediately changed that to 2/3. An earnest hand went up, a middle-aged lady, schoolteacher by profession, asked what the formula was for that. I didn’t know what to say.
He did say that it wasn’t quite a quarter of a pound and he was right, more or less.
“Not quite” is, although not literally so, generally taken to indicate slightly short of, not mererly inexactly. If I say, “He’s not quite six feet tall,” you’d think he’s probably 5′11″, not 6′1″.
I had read it as .20.
On the second glance, using a different pair of glasses, I was able to see my error.
Don’t worry, it happens to most of us. We usually have to read twice because you can never trust your first impression.
thank you. you are so kind.
John,
You should have paired them up with a nine-year-old tutor in the 4th grade. If I remember correctly, that’s where I learned that 4/6 is the same as 2/3.
No doubt this person had also learned that in the fourth grade, but many people exercise the option of avoiding working with numbers whenever possible, especially ones that are “hard,” like fractions, or ones that really are hard, like imaginary numbers. My wife had two years of college, but I can guarantee she can’t tell you what half of 1/3 is. By the time people get to college, they expect to be given a formula for everything, not to actually have to think in numbers.
I usually advise anyone who will listen, to learn to work percentages in their head. There must be dozens of scams I’ve avoided, and hundreds of mistakes I haven’t made, because I worked out the relative percentages of a deal and realised it just didn’t make sense.
I especially love it when they claim to have reduced something by more than 100%!
My firstness is now reduced by 104%!
AND I am using correct punctuation and capitalization.
Ask them where they got the antimatter.
Well, obviously, that’s where the company pays you to take its merchandise away.
WTH? This place is about a block away from my mom’s place. She shops there all the time. She’s gonna love this when I show it to her!
I wonder…
Is this the nordic superhuman salad?
Or is it Dave/Steve salad?
well i certainly know some people that need to eat this!
So…those aren’t chickpeas?
I can think of three or four different ways to go with this, but I can’t take them all! So many jokes, so few boxes…
Well, okay, since nobody else jumped right in, I’ll take one of them. That’s the dressing.
It’s a fowl-tasting salad.
Lettus eat our salad in peace!
Lettuce eat peas in our salad, even.
If a chick pees in your salad, it would be kinder to NOT let you eat it…
A little chick weed in the salad? Not a problem!
Another fan of chickweed? Cool!
By the way, it’s mesclun. And I’m thinking this is not so much an Engrish, as an Ainglish, ya’ll.
Yeah, but it’s still funny. Now do I spend $3 on a chopstick case made in Korea with some mild Engrish on it?
A short-lived, entirely English-speaking cafe in the middle of a large American city had mescaline salad listed on the menu. After supper, I called my server’s attention to the error (they’d meant mesclun) so they could perhaps avoid embarrassment before the next printing. “Huh,” she said. “The lady who edited our menu is sitting right over there.” “Mmmm,” I murmured, and slunk away.
This is not a masculine salad – salad that a man will readily eat has NO salad greens in it. It consists of cheese, onion, and lots of crunchy fried noodles, maybe some cashew nuts. Basically, if a rabbit would eat it, men would prefer not to.
When it is all I can stands an I can’t stands no more, a canned spinach salad boosts me strenth an vitaliky. Iffn’s you hear Olive Oil screaming oh, oh, oooooh aaaooooowhooo Popeye, comes back later.
Old Spice and Sweat….cracked me up!
And the dressing smells like freshly mowed grass.
Taste the root, best with creamy sauce^^
Will it grow hair on your chest?