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Internet Oracularities #1612
Compiled-By: Steve Kinzler <steve@kinzler.com>
Date: Mon, 26 May 2025 18:13:31 -0500 (EST)

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1612-01
Selected-By: Mark Lawrence <mtlrph@gmail.com>

The Internet Oracle has pondered your question deeply. Your question was:

> Wife made dinner. Asked me how it was, and I said not half bad, which
> is my weird expression for Damned Good.
>
> Apparently she does not understand weird expressions.
>
> That was three days ago.
>
> Where is she?

And in response, thus spake the Oracle:

} Ah supplicant, still your worries. You wife just went to her
} mother's. Her mother suggested a road trip, so they flew to Denver,
} Colorado and took off in a rental car, headed to Pueblo. Why Pueblo?
} Your mother-in-law's niece grows killer pot there. On the way, they
} picked up a hitch-hiker who had a back-pack with an ancient
} 1970s-vintage PC in it. The hiker said it was a magical portal to
} another dimension, and did they want to see the source of all
} knowledge in the universe. Your wife said she wasn't sure, but your
} mother-in-law said, "HELLS yes!" Next thing they knew, they were
} here. With me. The all-knowing Oracle.
}
} And I gotta say, your wife's cooking ain't half bad.
}
} Note I said "all-knowing" Oracle. I did NOT say, "all WISE" Oracle. I
} ended up with half a pan of lasagna in my lap and a 1.44 MB diskette
} jammed in my ear. She should be home in another day or two.
}
}
} You owe the Oracle a receipt for a full weekend spa. Don't cheap out,
} son. Full weekend.

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1612-02
Selected-By: Mark Lawrence <mtlrph@gmail.com>

The Internet Oracle has pondered your question deeply. Your question was:

> You said that I owe you a PB&J sandwich. So I made one for you.
>
> But it looked so good, just sitting there on the kitchen counter, that
> I ate it.
>
> Then I made you another one. I ate that, too.
>
> I'm eating the third one right now. Where will this end?

And in response, thus spake the Oracle:

} Where did I put my ZOT wand? Darn it, doesn't anybody straighten up
} this place any more?
}
} Oh wait, never mind. No ZOT necessary.
}
} My dear supplicant, please enjoy the sandwiches. I want you to savor
} the the subtly tart, jewel-toned essence of the boysenberry jam,
} experience the contrast between the creamy butter and the crunchy
} peanut bits (always crunchy), and inhale deeply the yeasty aroma of
} the freshly-baked sourdough bread.
}
} Think about all the steps that had to be performed for you to
} experience this little slice of heaven. The farmers tilling the
} fertile soil to grow the peanuts, the wheat, and the boysenberries.
} The sparkling clean factories that processed and canned the fillings,
} and the corner bakery who baked the bread. You know, the owner is
} still using a bit of sourdough starter that she got from her
} grandmother, who baked bread for French resistance fighters. There's
} genuine history in that bread that bears remembering.
}
} And, of course, there's the North Korean assassin who misread the
} name on his coded message and added a drop of blowfish toxin to your
} jam last night while you were asleep.
}
}
} You owe the Oracle ... um ... never mind. On the house.
}
} (And the Oracle thanks Claude.ai for "subtly tart, jewel-toned
} essence of the boysenberry jam.")

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1612-03
Selected-By: Klone (aka Daniel Klein)<daniel.v.klein@gmail.com>

The Internet Oracle has pondered your question deeply. Your question was:

> Super Great and Expectionally Helpful Oracle, whose voice is not in the
> shampoo bottle but instead removes all doubt, please help me.
>
> Do you remember the amazingly attractive girl who was in my high school
> history class? Her smile removed from my thoughts whatever we were
> supposed to learn. (I think it was the domestic industries of Brabant
> in the Middle Ages, a favorite topic of our teacher, Henry Gibson.)
>
> Anyway, that was ever so many years ago, and I lost track of her. But
> you, yes YOU! the Overwhelpingly Omniscient Oracle, you will know where
> to find her and how to send her my message.
>
> What message should I send to her? And where?

And in response, thus spake the Oracle:

} Listen, I will not help you violate that restraining order.

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1612-04
Selected-By: Ian Davis

The Internet Oracle has pondered your question deeply. Your question was:

> I was drinking a can of Coke. Well, maybe it was Pepsi. Who cares?
>
> Anyway, someone came along and picked up all the trash in the office
> while I was staring at this important stuff about the computer program
> I'm writing about non-equilibrium in thermodynamics as a function of
> Newton's laws, and my Coke can was gone. Vanished.
>
> Oh, and because I'm talking to you, and you already know if I'm lying,
> I have to admit that I was actually watching cat videos. Nothing about
> thermodynamics.
>
> How can I get my can of Coke back? No Pepsi, please.

And in response, thus spake the Oracle:

} Right, I've had it with you. What you want me to do is to tell you to
} go on some Quest (with a capital Q), involving some mystical/fantasy
} parody about defeating the Elves of Garanthork, negotiating with the
} Wizards of Merigoth, and tricking the Owls of Arcthorn so that you'll
} find your true self, a fair maiden/bug burly hero (according to
} preference), the meaning of Life and, incidentally, your can of Coke.
}
} Well, that's not how real life works, is it?! You can't solve all your
} problems in life by going through a set of step-by-step instructions
} that bear no relation to the problem at hand. Some, admittedly, you
} can, like putting together IKEA furniture or filing a
} change-of-address notification with your bank, but in most cases you
} have to deal with real people.
}
} And that's what you're avoiding, isn't it, real people? You think you
} can type your questions into an email, and have them answered by some
} omniscient Oracle who you never talk to.
}
} So, for the last time, here's what you need to do to get your coke-can
} back:
}
} 1) Walk up to the office-cleaner who accidentally took your half-empty
} can, and say: "Excuse me, I hadn't finished that can, please could I
} have it back?"
}
} 2) Accept their apology, take the can, and walk back to your desk, and
} try to continue with your day.
}
} 3) Realise that in the time you took away from your desk, the entire
} computer network has gone down, and that it was your fault for
} watching cat videos when you should have been working.
}
} 4) Summon your boss Nagaroth by sacrificing a small goat in the
} break-out area.
}
} 5) Apologise profusely to Nagaroth, and immediately set out through
} the forests of Granthar, over the seas of Barm, between the statues of
} Veriwasquitch, and solving the riddle of the Yetis of Henswarg to be
} allowed admittance to the server-room.
}
} 6) Press the button that turns the servers back on.
}
} 7) Return to your desk, passing through the statues of Veriwasquitch,
} over the seas of Barm, and across the Moors of Jentrif (the forests of
} Granthar now being out of bounds due to tree felling).
}
} You owe the Oracle some instructions for getting take-away without
} having to talk to a delivery driver.

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1612-05
Selected-By: David Hemming <lightinchains@gmail.com>

The Internet Oracle has pondered your question deeply. Your question was:

> Ad for "equestrian staples" shows a picture of a horse, but I think
> it's the wrong one. Haven't they heard of "correct horse battery
> stable"? It would solve more of their problems, except for the battery.
>
> My car has a battery. What for a horse?

And in response, thus spake the Oracle:

} You misunderstand, seeker of stall-fed sagacity. The *correct* horse
} does not *need* a battery - he *is* the battery.
}
} The ancients knew this, hence the term "horsepower." A unit of
} energetic equivalence, born not from volts or amps, but from the noble
} sweat of equine brow. Your car's battery? A pale imitation. A shivering
} simulacrum.
}
} A 12-volt lie.
}
} Staple your horse correctly, and you won't need roadside assistance -
} you'll need oats, and possibly a curry comb.
}
} Be glad you're not riding a Teslaquine. They panic at thunderstorms and
} cost $13k to shoe.
}
} You owe the Oracle a tangle of reins braided from CAT5 cable.

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1612-06
Selected-By: Ian Davis

The Internet Oracle has pondered your question deeply. Your question was:

> Champaign or shampoo? How can we decide?

And in response, thus spake the Oracle:

} The Oracle was starting to suspect that perhaps the new sommelier had
} been lying on his resume.

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1612-07
Selected-By: Klone (aka Daniel Klein)<daniel.v.klein@gmail.com>

The Internet Oracle has pondered your question deeply. Your question was:

> No one else can even come close, but you, The Oracular Explainer Of
> Almost Everything, can fill my brain to overflowing. I need the story
> of the life and misfortunate death of Thag Simmons.

And in response, thus spake the Oracle:

} Someone else who remember my old in-jokes?  OK, let's talk to his old
} partner!
}
} OG!  Get back here!
} - Og here!  Brought spiky club!  Too long, no beating supplicants!
}
} No, this is about your old friend, Thag..
} - Uh-oh.
}
} Specifically about his death..
} - Og innocent!  Thag killed by dinosaur!
}
} Uh,
} - Og absolutely not murder to death with spiky club after catching
} Thag under bear skin with Ogwa!  Og not now why Oracle would think
} that!
}
} No, it's the supplicant who asks...
} - Supplicant know too much!   Og kill!
}
} Right.  Talk to you later, Og.
}
} And supplicant, you owe yourself a good hiding place, I think.

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1612-08
Selected-By: Klone (aka Daniel Klein)<daniel.v.klein@gmail.com>

The Internet Oracle has pondered your question deeply. Your question was:

> So I took that course in Advanced Retrodynamics. The final exam is
> tomorrow. It's totally oblivious that I didn't read the book, attend
> the lectures or work the problem sets. Where will the exam be held?
> Maybe in 26-100? Which seat should I take so that I'll find a piece of
> paper with the [correct] answers stuck to the bottom of the seat with
> bubble gum? Not like that horrid experience when you left the answers
> for 8.01 (physics) underneath the TMRC layout that used to be in
> Building 20. (The entire damned building was finally missing.)

And in response, thus spake the Oracle:

} Oh, you wanted the *correct* answers??? Well, you should have said so
} before the physics exam, that would have changed my answer.
}
} The thing is, I'm authorized to give incorrect answers to students
} trying to cheat. That I can do without approval from above. But this is
} new - a student wanting correct answers. Hmm ... let's see what the
} manual says.
}
} (Takes down a massive tome, covered with half an inch of dust. As the
} cover is lifted, several mice run out. The first hundred pages or so
} are missing, either used as nesting material or nose-blowing paper when
} the Oracle gets lazy. Hundreds of faded post-it notes mark saved pages,
} but the writing on them is too faded to read. A tentacle slowly emerges
} from the spine. Screams, heavy thudding noises, six gunshots, followed
} by several more clicks. Heavy panting.)
}
} Maybe we won't see what the manual says, let's just wing it.
}
} OK, you want answers, let's get you some answers. Of course, judging by
} the Oracle queue length, I suspect that you failed this exam several
} years ago waiting for those answers. But you know how it goes, answer a
} question, take a coffee break, there's no coffee so you have to do to
} the Oracular grocery store, which happens to be closed for deep
} cleaning, whatever that means. Last time I tried to clean anything
} deeply, I got a slap across the face.
}
} So let's skip the whole bubble gum thing and get straight to it.
}
} B
} A
} D
} B, and also D for odd values of "i"
} 973.25
} Thursday
} C
} Henry Kissinger
} CH3COOH
} 47 yards of black electrical tape
}
} You owe the Oracle a diploma from Rochville University.

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1612-09
Selected-By: David Hemming <lightinchains@gmail.com>

The Internet Oracle has pondered your question deeply. Your question was:

> Not happy about this... I snubscribed to your "Earworms You Like" (a
> service mark of Orrietunes Ltd) and requested Cocktails for Two as
> performed by Fred Waring or whoever.
>
> You gave me whoever, namely the Spike Jones version. Complete with the
> gargle.
>
> Please give me a better replacement. And not Purple People Eater or the
> Polka Dot Bikini. Something else, dammmmmit.

And in response, thus spake the Oracle:

} Ahem...
}
} Answers for sale or rent,
} Zot you for just 50 cents
} No w**d, no ch*cks, no pets
} I ain't got no schoolwork left
}
} Ah, but, two hours of draining queue
} a thousand zottings left for you
} I'm a man of meaner than real mean
} King of the Net
}
} I sing, Answers for sale or rent,
} Zot you for just 50 cents
} No w**d, no ch*cks, no pets
} I ain't got no schoolwork left
}
} King of the Net!

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1612-10
Selected-By: Ian Davis

The Internet Oracle has pondered your question deeply. Your question was:

> You were talking about fiat currency, and I thought you meant FLAT
> currency, printed money. Then I realized you said FIAT not FLAT, and I
> knew you were trying to say something about an Italian car, or maybe
> Genesis 1:3, which if I rember correctkly was FIAT DELUXE. That means
> TURN ON THE LIGHT. I tihnk that was also the Russian Soviet Lada car
> but probly not the Trabant.
>
> How much fiat money would I need to buy a second-hand Lada? Or a
> Trabant?

And in response, thus spake the Oracle:

} The all-knowing Oracle recommends you get your eyes checked. We were
} talking about "fairy current", known more commonly as eddy current.
} This is incorrectly attributed to Eddie Haskell, famous star of stage
} and screen. It is actually a mondegreen of Teddy Currant, a special
} hybrid of the popular berry developed by "Old Ironsize" himself,
} Franklin D. Roosevelt.
}
} However, by amazing coincidence, this does tie back into your query
} about a trebuchet, the very device used by Roosevelt to sew currants.
} This device was named after the ancient Greek philosopher Alex Trebek,
} who also came up with with the classic amorphism "a penny saved in a
} penny urn", so-called due to its changes in meaning over the ages.
} Which is about how much a used trebuchet will set you back - an urn of
} pennies.
}
} You owe the Oracle some lamentations for his transformer.

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