Vote or Die (from starvation)!

Vanilla IceBerg: There's some new doodad where you can vote on themes for some meals here at the office.
Vanilla IceBerg: So, I just wrote this on internal G+, with a link to the vote-taker thingy:
"Your choices are, once again, "tacos" and "some crap that isn't tacos." You know what to do, Chicagoog."
Vanilla IceBerg: There's also a feature where people can delegate their future votes to you on the same set of topics, so I advertised for that, asking people to delegate to me: "Do not allow the anti-taco lobby to disenfranchise you. Your right to tacos is as inalienable as it is delicious." I've already had one person delegate to me.
GorbaChavez: And you don't want to run for office.
Vanilla IceBerg: This is the first time I've run for office involving tacos. I would become more politically involved if that were more widespread. As would you, I suspect.
GorbaChavez: I'm more of an activist. I'd march for the rights of taco lovers country wide.
GorbaChavez: Si se puede! Can haz tacoz!
Vanilla IceBerg: Si se puede! (Con cilantro!)
Vanilla IceBerg: Si se puede! (Sin cebollas!)
GorbaChavez: you are the cilantro and cebollas of my life
Vanilla IceBerg: <3

Dude, you're getting a Dell, er Bell!

GorbaChavez: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Elementary_(TV_series)
Vanilla IceBerg: Sherlock Holmes looks like Stiffler
Vanilla IceBerg: and also WTF "and Lucy Liu as Watson."
Vanilla IceBerg: This shit is getting rebooted like a Packard Bell running Windows Me.
Vanilla IceBerg: Too soon?

Oh Bother!

Vanilla IceBerg: I played ME3 for almost an hour. It was... something.
GorbaChavez: that's better than nothing?
Vanilla IceBerg: It was. I was super-clumsy. I had basically forgotten how to play Xbox games.
Vanilla IceBerg: I have some yak to shave, though. I moved my ME2 save game to Teh Cl0ud!!1!, but ME3 didn't want me to import my character.
Vanilla IceBerg: And I'll be goddamned if I'm leaving all that completionist effort from the first two games on the table.
GorbaChavez: that's unfortunate
Vanilla IceBerg: I just moved my latest ME2 save game from the old Xbox HDD to Teh Cl0ud, and apparently that wasn't enough to get ME3 to import the character.
Vanilla IceBerg: So, I'll just move that back to the HDD, start ME3 on the ancient Xbox, then move that save game to Teh Cl0ud so I can play on the new Xbox.
GorbaChavez: I can't help but feel like we just did a role reversal
Vanilla IceBerg: Video games: check.
Vanilla IceBerg: Multiple Xboxes: check.
Vanilla IceBerg: Pointless technological yak shaving without understanding underlying problem: check.
Vanilla IceBerg: I'll be reporting for my sombrero and mustache tomorrow.
GorbaChavez: this is why we're Forever Friends, Christopher Robins
Vanilla IceBerg: <3

Under Review

Vanilla Iceberg: Like, if my manager is the only review that matters, don't waste my time with a bunch of peer-reviewing circle jerk.
Vanilla Iceberg: The "self evaluation" things most places have are bad enough.
GorbaChavez: I evaluate myself on the daily
Vanilla Iceberg: I'm evaluating myself right now.
GorbaChavez: not in public!
Vanilla Iceberg: You couldn't even tell if you were looking right at me.
GorbaChavez: I would be evaluating your self-evaluation
GorbaChavez: (and approving)

Do we have wormsign?

GorbaChavez: check this out

Vanilla IceBerg: Sorry, what am I looking at in this map?

GorbaChavez: your nerd cred, apparently

Vanilla IceBerg: Oh, I see it now.

Vanilla IceBerg: That high school made the Kessel run in under some unit of distance instead of time.

GorbaChavez: It's always about the spice

GorbaChavez: Glitterstim spice , Spice Melange, Sporty Spice, Posh Spice...

Vanilla IceBerg: People are always fighting over those things.

Vanilla IceBerg: Except Sporty.

I have such an erection right now!

Remington Steele: how was movie?
GorbaChavez: the movie was ok.
GorbaChavez: difficult to say if I'd liked it without reading the books
GorbaChavez: it's a rental at best
Remington Steele: oh nose. i still have to take the lady friend to see it
Remington Steele damn these testicles. why can't i enjoy similar things as those with ovaries
GorbaChavez: if you did then you wouldn't damn your testicles, you'd play with them (moar)
GorbaChavez: you see, [most]chicks like dicks
GorbaChavez: you provided such a tiny morsel, yet I gleaned so much.
Remington Steele: from my balls
GorbaChavez: (that's what she said)
Remington Steele: it's cold in here. what do you want from me
Remington Steele: don't answer that. we both know
Remington Steele: 

Remington Steele: its all good because he's a doctor

Don't settle for minimum douche

Vanilla IceBerg: So, the good news is that the office in Colorado doesn't handle our recruiting anymore; it's local to Chicago now.
Vanilla IceBerg: The bad news is, there are a bunch of brodouche recruiters sometimes making noise on this floor.
GorbaChavez:  

Vanilla IceBerg: I'm glad we had this talk.
GorbaChavez: maximum-douche

T1.000.1

Vanilla IceBerg: So, I've been using my personal ThinkPad with Debian's testing distribution lately.
Vanilla IceBerg: And I think I'm now completely done with Ubuntu's booshit.
GorbaChavez: glad to hear
GorbaChavez: I've yet to transition to anything else
GorbaChavez: most likely it will be mint
Vanilla IceBerg: I've heard good things.
GorbaChavez: I am not the hardcorez
GorbaChavez: my shit be not bangin
Vanilla IceBerg: DO YOU DENY? The minor annoyances like wifi, sound and external displays for laptops--that I remember being a hassle in Debian relative to Ubuntu--all just worked*.
Vanilla IceBerg: *Because of #lolfreesoftware you have to hand-install a firmware blob for most wifi chips.
GorbaChavez: I hope one day, future civilizations find the archive of our IM chat logs
Vanilla IceBerg: I'm actually a clone of myself from the future, and this is just my elaborate way of trolling my friends when they find this log. #lolalieninvasion
GorbaChavez: That explains the flash of light.

It's like you're in my head

Vanilla IceBerg: In summary, I'm pretty sure Josh Bloch's head would explode if he ever saw any API that you or I produced.
GorbaChavez: I'm reminded of a time when one of the kids (can't recall which) decided to dump a bowl of baby food onto the floor, and my response was, "why would you do that!?"
Vanilla IceBerg: Right. You and I are having serious discussions, and to him we're just smearing our strained carrots on the wall.

An enigma

Vanilla IceBerg: You work from home. We have quesadilla day. You can't explain that.
GorbaChavez: You can't explain it, only experience it; like belly button lint.

Turing [in]complete

GorbaChavez: http://www.themathpage.com/aprecalc/permutations-combinations.htm
GorbaChavez: I was thinking about, "how do you find out the possible combinations of a pair of numbers given the series 0 through 12"
Vanilla IceBerg: Right.
Vanilla IceBerg: Permutations and combinations are super-useful.
Vanilla IceBerg: I still use them occasionally, even though I'm not, like, a mathematician.
GorbaChavez: you're not like a mathematician, you *are* a mathematician
Vanilla IceBerg: Hm.
Vanilla IceBerg: Mathematicians would probably disagree with you.
GorbaChavez: are you disagreeing with me?
***Vanilla IceBerg's head explodes.
GorbaChavez: "Hit Turing right in the test-ees."

Momma's Boy

Remington Steele: I want a crib like Hansel
Remington Steele: actually i want the place that the guy in highlander lived in
Remington Steele: or .. the bad guy in oldboy
Segall: I would settle for a place without my mom
Remington Steele: couple months back my mom got a job that wasn't at sketchy korean owned ethnic beauty stores in detroit. now she brings a gun to work because she can, not because she has to
Segall: so your mom packs heat
Segall: mine just packs my lunch

The Future's So Bright

MaddBear: you still looking to stay with your friend? Kribbs sent me an email saying he and one other were looking for a roommate
GorbaChavez: I am
GorbaChavez: I confirmed with him a week ago that it was still cool
GorbaChavez: and he is "stoked"
MaddBear: really? he's 'stoked' and your still thinking about staying with him?
GorbaChavez: oh, I meant to say he is "Stroked"
GorbaChavez: then I got stoked
MaddBear: apparently your south beach visit will be the next chapter of "When Warning Bells Were Ignored"
GorbaChavez: when you guys are all like, "WTF are you guys doing!?", I'm gonna all like "I'm in Miami, bitch!"
MaddBear: that's not exactly how I see that playing out
GorbaChavez: it only matters how it plays out in my head
MaddBear: that is very true … until it matters how it plays out IRL
GorbaChavez: I won't let you tarnish the memory of this visit with your "facts"
MaddBear: you will always have this "future memory" that you have right now .. no one can EVER take that away