Nice try, Sa, but you can't keel-haul a HOLOGRAM! BAW-haw-haw-haw--!
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*Sigh.* You see, my poor, misguided unit...I'm using federation technology. Why? Because my class C poet's license says I can, that's why! So the being you think is Imladil is actually a realistic computer simulation projected into this reality...which is computer driven itself, and being a part of the greater universe, is itself part of a quantum matrix based on questionable reality.
Aaaauugh! Headache! Switch to French. *Beep!* D'accord. Le francais me servit plus bien pour decriver l'etat de mon tete, de toute facon. Voila: ce soit possible que je soit malade en la tete, mais ce n'est rien parce qu'on ne peut jamais eprouver l'etat d'etre.
Sorry. Had to go all exitstential there.
Try this: take 1 hypodermic syringe (unused, of course), a chocolate bar, some strawberries and a shot of cognac. Make a bain marie--a simple kitchen set up where you heat water in a big pan and set a smaller pan in the water. Put the chocolate in the smaller pan, and it will melt without burning. Dip strawberries in chocolate, let dry. Fill your syringe with cognac and inject the strawberries with the liquor; let sit overnight. Yummy-yum-yum yummers.
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"The entire universe is simply the fractal chaos boundary between intersecting domains of high and low energy."
--Imladil the Thrashmonkey
"When it comes to geology, I'm out of my element."
--Little Jimmy