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Hey Weas –

You are either going to really enjoy this link or think it is a horrible thing to do to your money. They expend ridiculous amounts of energy for the purpose of shrinking money, not stretching it. Pretty wicked.

http://205.243.100.155/frames/interesting1.html

Oh, gosh, LK — that’s TOTALLY cool! The gallery has got some great pictures. I just might have to send them a coin to shrink. A big fat British penny or something.

There’s a whole subset of coin collecting for coins that have been altered. Like, 19th C love charms were often made from silver dimes sanded down on one side and engraved.

My favorites, though, are just hacked on to change the art. Turning Liberty’s seat into a toilet was a favorite. Also, changing the “e” in “cent” to a “u”.

I don’t own any of those. I have LOTS of coins that have been holed to make charms. And one old British sovereign that was holed to make a button.

Look at that. Sez “escudo” right on there. And I thought maybe somebody had been playing with wheat smut again.

Of course, I also got told today that I’d be better off having a brick wall teach me Portuguese than wasting my energy doing what I was doing someplace else on the Innernut.

You’re not supposed to shrink money! You’re supposed to invest it.

I’ve always had a warm spot for Portugal. Not sure why. I like little countries that punch above their weight, I guess. They did in the long-ago days of empire, anyhow.

And they make awesome seafood there.

I’ve always had a warm spot for Portugal.

Me too. But in my case it’s probably because I think of them as the world’s largest producer of natural wine corks.

They actually produce some pretty good wine to go with them, too.

LK~I begin to understand Mrs LK’s comments about you frying somebodys eyeballs out. Although Bert’s Coin Machine is eerily reminiscent of my flashbulb exciter…

I’m fond of the Canadian $2 coin, and the Australian $5 commemorative coin (1988) is wicked cool – it is very bold.

Collected US dimes, pennies, and nickels – steel pennies are fun. But I’m rather clueless when it comes to other nation’s currency. I was more of a stamp collector.

For those who probably most certainly might not have absolutely grasped what EW1(SG) was referring to was the fact that she (aka “Frog”) will not let me build toys of any stature. No lasers, no railgun, no thermite. What good is knowing how if you can’t DO? You’ll blind someone. You’ll shoot someone with a projectile. You’ll give them severe UV burns. Well, hell yes, with that kind of attitude, Ms. Negativity.

If you’ve got a spare $140 (and $10 for shipping), this is the way to do it. Let me tell you, twenty two pounds of coins is a SHITLOAD of moneys. It comes in a burlap bag, like in the picture, and it takes happy months of Googling to go through and identify them all. They seed the bags with a few really interesting coins, and the rest are simply interesting for being foreign.

I’ve bought a bag from this dealer twice, for two successive birthdays. I mentioned that, and she threw in a happy birthday note and some world paper currency.

Now I’ve got fifty pounds of worthless currency to ship across the Atlantic. But I don’t care. I got hours and hours of good wholesome fun out of it.

Whoa! I just noticed this from the eBay listing: “If you like these coins, but want bigger quantities, we sell larger bags. We can supply you with up to 10 tons!”

I would love to know how they wangled this…

LK:

she (aka “Frog”) will not let me build toys of any stature.

See, take my advice. Next time you buy a place to live, make sure there is a suitable defense research laboratory located someplace near it to take the blame. It’s also good if they happen to have a weapons range at the facility (and I don’t mean one of the indoor ones that the gate guards practice at on rainy days), I mean one like Redstone Arsenal or 29 Palms where really large noises go unremarked. After all, sonic booms are a little hard to blame on the neighbors’ backfiring Fiat.

Or better yet, get situated between several ranges like I am, so that they are blaming each other!

Question is, how much do they want for the coins?

We can supply you with up to 10 tons

What was the total tonnage of gold that came up somewhere off the coast of Spain? I’m sure they’d love to move it to a compliant (and undiscerning) buyer for the right amount.

EW1(SG) – You scare me. What an awesome super power you have – I could only dream of using it as wisely and responsibly as you have. I just gotta figure out how to make the concept work in my region…

Lemur King:

wisely and responsibly as you

Uh, not exactly sure we are on the same page here…

Those big open expanses are nice because I don’t always pay as much attention to the recipe as I should.

Took a four-hour nap! I deserved it since I didn’t (intentionally) fart with anyone this morning.

…And what do I see? I see that the hit-counter has gone up by over 5000 since yesterday evening!

Weaz! That was a SERIOUS -lanche.

Ah! And Escudos. My favorite. Brings to mind thoughts of diseases involving parasites (“Yes, Ms. Weasel – you have a dose of Escudo. No-doubt from the tropics. Now, this is gonna hurt ….”), or an exotic meal (“And now Messr et Madam Badger – Escudo Flambe De Carbon El Tricycle! With the mustard greens, of course!”)

EW1

It sounds like you might not be too far from me. Lots of ranges here at the lake.

Weasel, you mentioned the “dollar sign” with two slashes that’s on the Escudo. {Heh. I even like typing Escudo}.

Do you know its origin, and is it the same as the famous (ahem) “Pieces of Eight” symbol?

Eeeessssssccuuuuuuuddoooooo!

“Whirling his lariat furiously , and screaming ‘Escudo!!!’ at the top of his lungs, Marvin leapt into the writhing mound of oiled, naked Barbie dolls – knowing that Malabu Barbie was hidden in there somewhere.”

.mu.nu is down. I felt a great disturbance in the Force.

Also, my hitcounter slowed to the usual levels.

mee.nu has been down all day…sucks.

EW1(SG):
“See, take my advice. Next time you buy a place to live, make sure there is a suitable defense research laboratory located someplace near it to take the blame…”

David, -son-, is that you masquerading as EW1(SG)????

The Radioactive Boy Scout*
http://www.wesjones.com/silverstein1.htm

Hey Owlsey – I don’t know if anyone *could* masquerade as EW1(SG). It’s like trying to counterfeit an El Camino. You could but…

Aw gee, I’m not feeling that obnoxious today. Plus, I just remembered that I was going to try to be nice to EW1 this week. Why are my resolutions always tested so sternly? 🙂

Huh. That reminded me of the Libertarian Chocolate- Covered Neutron Bomb, a supposedly true story from the late ’70s. Libertarian sets out to see if such a thing is possible, discovers there’s ALL KINDS of regulation about handling chocolate, and none whatever about building a neutron bomb.

All the hits I got were old or dead, though. I’ll have to run it down tomorrow. Either it got discredited, or I need to resurrect it and post it here.

That was an really neat story – “Radioactive BS”, that is. The author – being a fairly naive journalist with a (I believe) typical net-negative science education – gets several general facts and concepts wrong, but nonetheless tells a good story.

DBUD has been down, there simply is no great science news today, and Pravda hasn’t even shown us the courtesy of making something ridiculous up to fill the pages. Update: is it the dot-nu suffix that’s dead?

Ah! The neighborhood ice cream man is driving through! I wonder what my blood sugar is presently….?

Yeah. Mu.nu and mee.nu are related, though I’m unclear on the actual physical server relationship.

Probably best not to inquire. I’m sure Pixy Misa (bless ‘im – or ‘er!) is all over this like Escudos on a red tractor’s scrotum.

BTW: I’m preoccupied with that remark you made about “coins by the ton”. That would make a really good practical joke if they weren’t too ‘spensive.

I can think of myriad scenarios…

…and don’t anyone say anything funny. I’m eating a bubblegum popsickle near my monitor.

Crap. Stashiu is down too.

One morning, long before the sun came up, I realized I had a dry martini in one hand and a raspberry popsicle in the other. I kind of cleaned up my act after that.

No, that’s not true. It was the morning I woke up and realized someone had completely rearranged the furniture in my bedroom, and it really had to be me. Not knocked about, mind you, but rearranged.

Pixy is a he. Though I don’t know why, the character is a she.

…dry martini in one hand and a raspberry popsicle in the other…

Ew.

Yes, if you’re doing strange things and then drawing a blank on ’em later, its time for a change. There were entire days at a time that were complete blanks when I was heavily(!) opiated for the hip prior to Knob-Day. I read stuff now that I KNOW I wrote, and marvel and wonder at where it came from – because its just NOT me.

Pixy=he? Good to know.

Addition: I wonder if Pixy was messin’ with that New Comment Thingy (Mk II – The Power Enema) and crashed the system? More likely it was the cheap help they saddle him with over there. Ya can’t hire good coders for “all the vodka you can drink” and expect miracles.

I once woke up with my apartment door knocked off its hinges, and a head-sized hole in the living-room wall.

I vaguely recall the night before alerting the guy taking my order at the pizza joint that both his eyes were on one side of his head. My exact words, IIRC, were “Man, you’re fucked up!”

I’m helpful like that.

Pixy Misa – the world’s sole straight male fairy

One can’t help but feel sorry for Pixy. Male. Straight fairy. An IP coder. Employed by The Moron De Morons.

I bet he smells, too. And hasn’t been in a vajayjay since he crotch-plopped out of one.

And none of this is his fault. Poor guy…

jwp – was the pizza guy’s name Picasso?

Thanks for coin link, Weas. I may get some for the boy’s next gift-giving occasion, since he likes coins.

Ace has stuff posted over there that hints that some nefarious activity (spammers or the like) *may or may not* have caused the dot-nu issues and ruined Pixy’s evening of drunken debauchery. No firm facts are known yet, naturally, because they’re all morons. But this is to be expected.

This sucks to a significant degree.

The idea of a weasel playing with a pile of coins is SO CUTE!

…

Allen:

…here at the lake.

I’m near a large body, that connects to a bigger body of water, but I’m pretty sure that ones an ocean, so I think the one nearby doesn’t count as a lake.

Lemur King:

It’s like trying to counterfeit an El Camino. You could but…

Oh, thank you! That’s one of the nicest things anybody has ever said about me! (It was nice, wasn’t it?

(I think its also the strangest thing anybody has ever said about me…even including that cab driver in Korea after the shoju incident.)

EW1(SG),

It’s properly referred to as “The Shoju Incident”, with capitals and quotation marks. DMZ on full-alert for three straight days… not bad, not bad at all.
😉

I couldn’t read his name tag, Steam. His exoskeleton was in the way.

Hey Weasel, I started the angry cat blog.

I’m eager to read more installments, Mrs. P! Cats should be angry.

jwp – I understand completely. Pizza delivery personnel are inconsiderate that way.

Mrs. Peel,

That really looks like it’s going to be good. I’m with Steamboat… more plzkthx.

😉

Heh. I’ll keep an eye on that, Mrs P. (I can’t seem to break myself of saying “heh.” It’s addictive. Try it).

I’ve got one missing. Damien hasn’t turned up in 24 hours. And it’s raining. But he’s done this many times before, so I’ve made a bargain with myself to let him go and not worry about it.

It works a little.

Oh no, poor Damien! I hope he comes back soon.

I have posts ready for today and the beginning of next week (but not weekend)…will try to get a bit more of a buffer going. My goal is to post 2x per day, though I may have to lower that to once per day when school starts back up in the fall.

By the way, this is my boyfriend’s cat. Her name really is Stochastic. I’m fixing to introduce myself as a character, which should make things amusing.

I’ve got one missing…It works a little.

Just moved the peg on the cat door so they can push it open from inside. The old one would still rather have somebody open the people door for him because his arthritis is acting up.

But the little one is so excited! There’s bugs, and tall grass, and … no curfew!

And I don’t know if she remembers horses from the farm in Texas, but I hope so because there’s no barrier to the street and I really don’t want to deal with a sweet, tiny, road pizza.

I’ve gotten into that ‘heh’ habit lately, too, Weasel. Rather too much, really. I blame Brown and the Labour Party. And I am going heh-free from now on.

Harrumphs are still good…

(I think its also the strangest thing anybody has ever said about me…even including that cab driver in Korea after the shoju incident.)

Don’t go getting all dewey-eyed, jeez. I certainly never would have intentionally said anything nice. Got an image to uphold. Chalk it up to sleep deficit – insomnia gets much worse in the spring for some reason.

I’m going to speed-mosey on over to Mrs Peel’s Angry Cat Blog.

And I’m back… Angry Cat Blog is funny. It is true in advertising, as the cat is angry, somewhat bitter, and certainly disgusted with the lower beings that it is his lot in life to be attached to. Especially the slobbering idiot.

Hey–the Libertarian neutron bomb story is quite true. The e-zine had some difficulties but it’s back up. I was there, and if anything he understates the bizarre world of clashing government regulations… http://freedom.orlingrabbe.com/lfetimes/mgdelemos_index.htm

Well, I’ll be. Thanks for the thread necro, Robert — good to know that article is back on the internet.

The Libertarian Chocolate-Covered Neutron Bomb, Part 1

The Libertarian Chocolate-Covered Neutron Bomb, Part 2