The Lateshift: Some pudding is delicious. Some pudding is not.

00:19 / 08.01.04

Pudding-tastic. Woo. Yeah.

bitchiekittie

00:26 / 08.01.04

some people are insane. others don't post to barbelith.

00:29 / 08.01.04

What pudding is not delicious? I've never heard of such a thing. You're talking crazy talk

Tryphena Absent

00:29 / 08.01.04

Only a matter of time until Kegboy turns up to talk about that old cheesecake!

I resent the implication of insanity, I think the vast majority (around 97%) of us are thoroughly saner than the rest of the universe!

00:32 / 08.01.04

I do not resent the implication of insanity. My grip is tenuous at best.

I fear a few kinds of pudding:

Tapioca. It has bits in it. And a few friends keep insisting that I have no internal organs, and am in fact filled with tapioca pudding instead. Nothing short of a vivisection with me shouting "SEE?!! DO YOU SEE??!!" the whole time will convince them otherwise.

Black and white pudding. I like blood and lard as much as the next girl, but there's just something about that particular preparation that terrifies me.

Rice pudding, with raisins. Stupid raisins.

00:38 / 08.01.04

Black and white pudding

These are joke puddings. They're not real. Northerners use them to scare tourists.

Lilith Myth

00:56 / 08.01.04

Everyoneelse is marching out of step? I think that, too.

Desert? (oooh, not sure can spell, now).Chocolate flake cheesecake. I am disturbed by rice pudding since I once made one more solid than a brick.

gotham island fae

01:03 / 08.01.04

I'd recently heard of black and white pudding. Being a Stater, I still didn't think of it when pudding was mentioned. Boston cream pie is like the best, not-too-thick chocolate pudding you've ever had with another just as thick layer of some cream I don't recall the flavor of. Also sorta black and white. Not nearly the same experience, I'd wager.

Bill Cosby is a very funny fellow, right! My first step-dad owned some albums of his early comedy stuff. The Chicken-Heart cracked my shit up.

01:04 / 08.01.04

I maintain my willowy figure by eating but one pudding a year.

Christmas pudding. On Christmas day. And it’s fucking heaven

Ethan Hawke

01:15 / 08.01.04

What's in Christmas pudding? My paltry imagination envisions the ingredients as candy canes, eggnog, elves, and baby jesus, but surely it must be much more fantastic.

01:22 / 08.01.04

Plums. Fruit. Nuts. Gallons of brandy. Cakey-stuff to hold it all together. Pour more brandy over the top. Ignite and serve. Collapse in front of telly and watch Top of the Pops.

And don’t forget to say a prayer of thanks to Jesus.

02:33 / 08.01.04

I have never had a christmas pudding, but I have had enough brandy to last me a fair lifetime.

The Return Of Rothkoid

04:36 / 08.01.04

Being, yanno, hot over here at Xmas, I had an ice-cream Christmas Pudding this year. And it was genius.

Simply, do this:
Lightly toast some almond slivers.
Stand a mixture of peel, glace cherries and preserved fruit bits in brandy overnight. Drain'em.
Place almonds, fruity stuff and choc chips in the top of a big bowl.
Let a big thing of creamy ice-cream go half melty.
Add ice-cream to bowl.
Mix a bit. Freeze.

That's it. All class.

21:14 / 08.01.04

It's late. I'm feeling shifty.

Please, someone carry on the pudding talk, cause I love it. Years ago I quit chocolate in another fit of willowy figure-related anxiety, and immediately started buying my then S.O loads of chocolate, just so I could watch her eat it and so enjoy it by proxy. Only stopped when we realised that that’s what I was doing: up until that point, I’d just been buying her loads of chocolatey presents because I was, y’know, such a sweetie and stuff. Horrible moment of revelation when we figure out I was actually a creepy weirdo.

Seth

21:40 / 08.01.04

Hey Bed Head. I've just eaten a whole tube of Fruit Pastilles.

Y'know, I've been getting emails from someone I really love and who loves me, too. They're really pissy, largely because our life situations are such that we can't be together. Vague references to things in her life that that she knows are outside of my experience. She clearly won't be drawn on the subject if I pick up on them. It's such a transparent ploy to put emotional distance between us. I guess I should be flattered because of that, but I just wish it'd stop. It's so boring and school-girly.

Cat Chant

22:08 / 08.01.04

Seth, follow the trend! Tell us more about the girl! Why can't you be together, and how does this transparent ploy work?

I am drunk and happy, having just got in for goodbye drinks for a friend who is going to India for... that thing that is going on there next week or the week after.

22:20 / 08.01.04

I am trying to set up a WLAN, and failing. I seem to have got the computers to talk to each other, but I can't share the Internet connection for some reason. It is ver' annoying, since my cunning plan was to write and post in bed, which is warm and toasty, rather than in my study, which is so cold even I am feeling a chill.

22:21 / 08.01.04

Seth, just cut-and-paste the Email and allow up to pick it apart, Barbelith style.

Cat Chant

22:22 / 08.01.04

Now I am drunk and maudlin.

Also, I just went to dilbert.com and it says "Dilbert (c) 2003". Does that mean that technically nothing that has been posted in the last week is copyright?

22:48 / 08.01.04

Why maudlin, Deva? I'm assuming it's not because of my travails with WLANs... how long is your friend going to be in India?

Cat Chant

22:53 / 08.01.04

Maudlin because drunk. In that pleasant way where I would sing Irish songs, if I knew any. I don't know what a WLAN is (something Local Area Network? Wibbling? Walrus? W00t?) so I am not maudlin about that. My friend is going to be in India for 5 weeks but I don't see her more often than that normally, so I am not maudlin about that.

But now I am going to bed, because it takes all you people too long to reply and I have drunk my cup of Sleepytime tea and it makes me...

zzzz

22:58 / 08.01.04

Gahhh. Another one down. I hope I’m not going to be all alone, because I think I’m going to be up for the duration, I’ve got shitloads to get done tonight and may have to skip the luxury of sleeping altogether.

23:07 / 08.01.04

Sleep well, Deva.

GAH! I had it! I had it! (Wireless Local Area Network, by the way) And then like a fool I tried to make it secure, and have made it so secure that I have locked my self out.

Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck!

23:17 / 08.01.04

Haus dude, give it up. Please. It’s after midnight. Computers work to different rules after midnight, it’s, like established scientific fact. You’re in a lateshift, talk about puddings and wine. Or both, at once, if you can.

23:32 / 08.01.04

Gah again. I'd love to, but the "what do men find atrollive" thrad is getting me down.

23:40 / 08.01.04

Getting you down? That thread contains some of the sharpest one liners on Barbelith, from you and Ig and Sax and Flux and Todd and Mantis. If there was a TV programme with comedy writing of that quality, well, I might even consider getting a tv.

However. Perhaps the pair of you might knock it on the head now, call it a draw? You’re not snotty and he’s not homophobic and you’re both clever and witty and sparkling.

23:47 / 08.01.04

A draw?

Ignatius has just gone for "I know you are, but what am I?". From a quite fun exchange of repartee, he's descended to ruddy-cheeked twelve-year old. I had no idea he was going tobe so defensive, or do it so ineptly. I'm not entirely sure where he was going with the "does Haus have telepathic powers, or does he seed our computers with spying gnomes as we sleep?" bit in the Policy either. Oh well. People get excitable once in a while. I'm sure he'll calm down

23:52 / 08.01.04

Dude, I was with you right up until the point where you claimed victory. Ig dropped the ball and you kicked him in the nads. Should have called it a draw and left it alone, then everybody walks away and calms down.

But that’s me. I like the funnies, but I can’t stand simmering resentment. I don't know what the Policy thing was either, but there *was* a very weird paranoid vibe to events last night. All my posts have that high-pitched panicky hysteria that led to both you and Sparks telling me to calm down.

23:56 / 08.01.04

The Flowers situ is a funny one, certainly. Peculiar rather than ha ha. It's all so desperately *sad* - just the thought that some poor boy is out there, whittling and intermittently attempting to get back into Barbelith. It's like we went out in the fifth form and he's never quite gotten over us.

The class reunion's going to be a nightmare.

00:09 / 09.01.04

Yeah. I wish he had somewhere else to go, somewhere where people like him and he can maybe be a bit more normal. This ‘supervillan’ status he’s got in his head is fucking absurd. But, I’d feel more sorry for the guy if he hadn’t caused so much unnecessary work for other people. Mopping up his mess seems to take so much time and effort and constant vigilance, it’s really inconsiderate. And picking on Flowers, who I’ve never spoken with but seems altogether great, is doubly nasty. Like TS said.

00:13 / 09.01.04

Maybe we could all donate one friend? You know, that friend that you've known for ages and you don't quite know why you still see him or her, you just kind of do; either they still hang out with people you know, or they phone up every once in a while and ask you out for a drink and you can't exactly say "sorry, I'm watching television this evening". One from each of us could provide a sizeable peer group, and I imagine a reasonably varied one.

00:36 / 09.01.04

I’ve got the perfect guy in mind, but isn’t *that* how the Brotherhood of Evil started out? All the supervillains that had no-one to chum around with. A better idea would be just writing a Barbelith emulating program, which looks like Barbelith, fills up like Barbelith, but is just a simple AI generating variations on a bunch of stock Barbeloid posts. Pipe it to his house, he could happily play ‘duck and weave’ with it for years, for all the actual interacting he does.

BTB, Has anyone figured out yet exactly what happened with the flowers thing? None of my business, as long as an answer is being found.

02:14 / 09.01.04

I need a giant cardboard tube. Or two. I might swap a friend for one. Or two. I've got a couple disposables.

02:32 / 09.01.04

Is this cardboard tube for, er, gnawing purposes, Maz? What’s it all about? Explain yourself already, gddammit!