MITSFS meeting called to order, 1700 SST, Andrew Clough, President and Skinner, presiding; Kevin Riggle, Onseck, recording.
Motion to commend last weeks' minutes for having been lost in translation passes 13-0-4 plus Spehn.
Margaret is trying to persuade iRobot or the Museum of Science to hire her.
YT: ``A full-time job is less full-time than MIT. MIT doesn't do things I like, and Harvard's a bunch of fuckwits.''
subsectionOnseck We got a self-published book in the mail from one Christoper A. Zackey, which appears to flout the conventions of the self-published genre, in that the author knows how to spell `there' and `their', and knows what the difference between them is and uses them approporiately. Having read half of the first story in it, the Onseck claims that it's like Jabberwocky, but with more plot.
Motyn to approve of Jamy's status as an artystyc yndyvydual of yndetermynate gender passes 15-0-3 plus Spehn.
JM: ``Argh, I don't want to be in Yelena's mind. It's dirty in here!'' YT: ``Oh, you're the dirtiest thing in there.''
JM: ``I made very sure not to watch when William Shatner might have been reproducing!''
ALC: ``Never bring a shotgun to a gunfight.''
KR: ``Isn't a shotgun... a gun?''
JM: ``Shh... he hasn't figured that out yet.''
Paige will be back in town Real Soon Now!
In the future, Yelena's card will work in the lock.
JM: ``He groped me when I was cross-dressing once.''
KR: ``Are there spoons in the PicnicComm drawer? I have this pressing need to gouge my inner eye out.''
MHG: ``Let's have a woad party!''
JM: ``There is not an LD50 for explosions!''
The Onseck starts singing the Adjournment Song, and the rest of the Society joins in somewhat less tunefully...
BING! Meeting adjourned, 1830 SST.