I did the how many days thing and love the bonus poem:
We can count up to ten, we can count to a hundred
and these are two numbers that we understand
And we can take one, multiply by the other,
and in this way get ourselves up to a grand
But much more than that and it starts to lose meaning
the mind just can't feel the big numbers it knows
I guess it's just that we get too far away from
our trusty old friend - Mister Fingers and Toes
And so we use years when we count up our birthdays
but then there's the problem of having so few
and really it's days we have, that's what we're spending
and every day we get one - brand spanking new
So don't let too many days spin off uncounted
This year thing is nonsense, a terrible trap
We hope that each one of your days will be happy
except that there's bound to be some filled with crap posted by Samuel Farrow at 9:37 PM on May 23, 2007 [1 favorite has favorites]
Wow, I could really have used that Dostoevsky Machine 30 years ago! I had to read Crime and Punishment in high school and I got so confoozilated by the half-dozen names each character went by, I merged the cop and the bad guy into one person. Needless to say the book didn't make any sense at all, and I never read another Russian novel. If the Dostoevsky Machine had been there when I needed it, a whole world of Russian literature could have been mine for the taking. *sob* It's hard to pose as an intellectual when you've never read Doctor Zhivago, let alone War and Peace.
Although I would absolutely name my dog Rodion Romanovich Raskolnikov, if I ever get a dog. Even if it's a girl. posted by Quietgal at 9:58 PM on May 23, 2007
Raskolnikov
A Boris Badenov expletive I didn't get until now.
And no, I didn't just remember it -- I watched the DVD of "Buried Treasure", episode 14 just a couple of hours ago (and again a minute ago to make sure I wasn't hearing things).
"Let go, you stupid moose." (episode 13) posted by Clave at 11:24 PM on May 23, 2007
We can count up to ten, we can count to a hundred
and these are two numbers that we understand
And we can take one, multiply by the other,
and in this way get ourselves up to a grand
But much more than that and it starts to lose meaning
the mind just can't feel the big numbers it knows
I guess it's just that we get too far away from
our trusty old friend - Mister Fingers and Toes
And so we use years when we count up our birthdays
but then there's the problem of having so few
and really it's days we have, that's what we're spending
and every day we get one - brand spanking new
So don't let too many days spin off uncounted
This year thing is nonsense, a terrible trap
We hope that each one of your days will be happy
except that there's bound to be some filled with crap
posted by Samuel Farrow at 9:37 PM on May 23, 2007 [1 favorite has favorites]