You know what I love? Nanotechnology. Because it’s like, how small can things possibly get? —and the answer is, really really really small. Which, that’s just awesome.
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update: Law professors are sexy.
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update 2: Tennessee is for lovers. Really, really accomplished lovers.
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update 3: Accomplished lovers with tools that would make a donkey blush.
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update 4: Did I mention how much I loved techno music? Because I do. In fact, nothing makes my body move like an operatic Laurie Anderson piece done in “Pong” samples and the sound effects from “Ms. Pac Man.”
Heh. Indeed.
Is Knoxville a great town or what? And the Great Smoky Mountains! The most beautiful place on earth.
Hey – he doesn’t answer my e-mails either.
You might want to amend that to say “Law Professors are sexy.”
Or, if you were Atrios, you could say “Racists who wear shirts with pan-African colors and a bunch of guns and the words “Celebrate Diversity” (demonstrating an obvious subtext of hatred of minorities) are sexy.”
Good thing you’re not Atrios.
If you tell me I’m sexy, I’ll sue you as part of a class action against bloggers and the vast right-wing conspiracy.
I think I just had a 70s flashback… really small…
Ask Wesley about nanites. He can tell you all about them. AND he’ll answer your e-mail. Eventually.
Tonight, I am like unto a GOD!
Now mention something about the possibilities of commercial space-tourism.
Update 3: And, er, the aperture on the 28-200 mm lens is ideal. for lovers. indeed. read the whole thing.
We make fun of Glenn because we love him …
and because he doesn’t answer our emails anymore.
Today Glenn, tomorrow VodkaPundit….in the go go 90’s bubble days we used to call it, “ascending”…
Glenn is the quintessential ankle-biter.
We are not worthy to wash his pajamas…
Glenn answered your e-mails? He does that?
A stinkingly drunk Glenn Reynolds: You and your friggin dolphins Jeff, seeryussly…
Lieberman lost! The Democrats died!….guess what you don’t get, that’s right, the keys to the RX-8. I’m not driving it either mind you, but no matter what Byrds’ Clan hat says, you’re not driving a DAMN thing. Christ, between your pants and your apples you don’t even know how to walk, much less drive.
Let’s watch the kids play Sims on the plasma screen over a bottle of uzo and some guiness….no harm done…wait a minute….is that YOUR two year old starting a blog?
First sign of the apocalypse indeed…..
I didn’t answer the last e-mail he sent me. So there.
When Glenn and I correspond, we don’t use email. We use actual typewriters, envelopes and stamps.
Yeah, you laugh, but one day soon you’ll be talking into your fingernail and watching the text appear on your corneal implant while the wireless implant in your earlobe updates your website …. and then who’ll be laughing?
H’uh?
Not you, you’ll be on the ground, twitching, saying ‘make it stop, make it stop’.
But Glenn … he’ll be laughing that soft ‘heh … heh … heh’ of his.
indeed.
I once heard that the Instapundit once rescued a puppy from a whirly thing.
And Heimlich manuevered it back to life!
It’s true!
I don’t know what your problem is. Glenn answers my emails all the time.
And it was a NanoPuppy too. In a NanoBlender made in Tennessee.
Update 5:
Due to technological difficulties, Glenn is unable to link anyone but Hugh Hewitt, Joanne Jacobs, and Mickey Kaus. Anyone paid to write about obscure references involving pajamas, ankle biters and/or nanotechnology, may be able to work around the glitch and get linked.
When I had lunch with Glenn the other day he said He wouldn’t answer Jeff anymore because it made his nipples hard in a razor like way and being a good decent man he just couldn’t have that.
Whew! Glad I’m not the only one!
Slartibartfast just volunteered to be the next one we feast on like little schoolchildren taunting the outcast.
Its not so much his silence I mind. Its his taking my ideas that pisses me off.
Well, maybe if you dyed your hair strawberry-blonde, move to D.C. and became a dirty-talkin’ office-girl with a fixation on anal sex and the part-time hookers who practice it, Mr. Reynolds would answer your emails. Maybe. He’d certainly make linky-love, though.
Jeff:
Pappy’s got it figured out. –Glenn
Actually, Glenn mentioned in passing that even Jeff’s virtual nipples made him vewy, vewy afwaid.
You don’t know how long I’ve been waiting for a Jr. High School reunion.
You still get the occassional linky winky from Insta, don’t ya?
Some of us are still waiting for our 15 secs of fame!
It used to bother me too, but I fixed that.
http://www.smalldeadanimals.com/archives/000828.html
Now, if you only fixed your trackback function, I wouldn’t be reduced to posting self serving links in your comments.
IT WORKED! He linked it! You suck (up).
I’m really not authorized to tell this but when he responds, its under an alias and the message begins: “Barely legal ……..”
Squeaky Wheel Wisdom!
who cares about a lawyer named Glenn its his wife that is the attraction here…I mean what could she possibly see in this nerd? I don’t get it…more pictures please…. no not of you Glenn
I believe Instapundit is not a sexy law professor. He may be, and if it turns out he is, I’d like to break that story.
Want Glenn to answer your email? Simply mis-spell “Swarzenneger” or something. Glenn can’t help himself. He’s my InstaSpellCheck machine.
I’m with Patterico: He answered your e-mails? How many? When? How many words are we talkin’ here? Was this a “heh” or an “indeed,” or a full sentence?
Oh yeah? Well if he’s all that, why does the military block his site? Huh? Huh? Maybe because they think he’s a pajama-clad ankle-biting nanobot-wielding TERRORIST!
Ouch.
Wayull, this is all very hard for me. I mean Jeff was the first person to blogroll me when I started, which was good, very good. From what I understand of the etiquette of this new phenomenon I should return the favour. Which I did, of course, being English and polite. Yet this Reynolds fellow, he seems to need some lessons here. He did, when I was on subject, respond, yet seems not to understand that when one has opened a conversation, it is exactly that, a conversation. A two way transfer of ideas.
I mean, good grief, he’s thrust links into my blog a couple of times and I can just see that he’s going to expect one of these , umm, references back , soon enough.
Tchah, seems like they’re just not teaching manners in Tennessee any more.
I found a sure-fire method for getting links from Glenn. Pretend to be a Democrat and criticize Kerry. He’ll link you so fast, your servers will think they had a stroke.
Now I’m just another run of the mill libertarian, but back when he thought I was a Democrat, woo boy.
takes your ideas, does he? I’d like to think he got “Ouch” <a href=”from me . . . but my blog was just born too late . . .
Matt: “I’m with Patterico: He answered your e-mails? How many? When? How many words are we talkin’ here? Was this a “heh†or an “indeed,†or a full sentence?”
Sister Toldjah: Literally LOL!
Well heck, my mommah grew up in Athens, Tennessee, and I drove past there once—oh yeah, and when I was eleven or so I stayed one summer at my dad’s aunt’s house in Knoxville and slept in a feather bed in a real upstairs house. (When I was a kid none of the houses in Florida except for rich peoples’ houses had second floors. We knew then that hurricanes would just take ‘em off.)
What was the subject? :spongg:
He not only answered my e-mail – he POSTED it on his blog (including the typo).
None of you are cool. At all.
Max
“Well, maybe if you dyed your hair strawberry-blonde, move to D.C. and became a dirty-talkin’ office-girl with a fixation on anal sex and the part-time hookers who practice it, Mr. Reynolds would answer your emails.”
Okay, then I don’t know what I’m doing wrong, cause that’s me and I still get no love!
Heck, all I had to do to get Prof. Reynolds to respond to my e-mails was to have my Guard unit mobilized, get sent to Afghanistan, get shot at by 107 mm rockets, take cool pics and generally participate in a war around some interesting people. C’mon people, its not that hard!
i touched his hair
Would he answer your e-mail if you enrolled in one of his classes? Perhaps you should try this: , with a subject of “Administrative Law makes my nipples hard”.