Everyone knows by now that you can’t bring liquids on planes, because they might be explosive liquids. It’s also common knowledge that any self-respecting terrorist wouldn’t stash their explosives in a ziploc baggie somewhere on their person, but instead would keep them in small tubes of perfume and chapstick in my backpack. So of course it made perfect sense for Security Woman Lacking Imagination to threaten to confiscate my Jamba Juice chapstick (estimated retail value: $1.25). Failing to anticipate this, I ended up transferring all deadly moisturizer to my backpack and checking up. The upshot of this is that I spent six hours in airports today with my laptop, Ipod, and C.S. Lewis’s Mere Christianity in a plastic bag I’d begged from a sympathic newsstand clerk.
9:49 pm on Friday, August 18th, 2006
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Sounds perfectly normal.
What if I couldn’t add 0 and 6? Your site isn’t kindergartener friendly.
it’s true, but it’s also not spam-robot-friendly, which is the point.
Until the spambots become sentient, that is.
At that point you just bring in more complex mathematics, derivatives, integrations, etc.
You mean “Ben Dower’s Mere Christianity” in a plastic bag… Speaking of which, you must record all the flaws in his logic somewhere (be it sticky note, laptop, whatever) so when I give it to my impressionable roommate, he is not swayed by C.S. Lewis’s appealing, yet flawed, arguments.