ThinkGeek :: Canned Unicorn Meat

Unfortunately, due to restrictions on the importation of mythical processed meatstuff, we are unable to bring you Canned Unicorn Meat in the way the Sisters of Radiant Farms intended. When you open your can, you will find one tiny unicorn which has been appropriately sliced into its main cuts of meat. Simply use your Growth Ray to re-embiggen the unicorn before skinning it and processing its flesh. Or if you're lazy, just bring it to your local Mad Scientist-Butcher. He'll know what to do.

ThinkGeek has some of the best marketing copywriting around. Of course, the target audience also helps, but it does make me wish that over half my clients weren't in love with Corporatese.

Corporatese, pointlessly boring to read, and even more boringly pointless to write.

Questions are Rather Telling Things

We nuggets have a horror of filling in profiles. No one is allowed to know the contents of our Super Sekrit Ingredients List! The Divinity of our Delectable Deliciousness may not be revealed, for it would drive mere mortals mad... MAD!

...that, and I just hate filling out the darn things. So I don't.

For some reason evil OkCupid gave me the impression that a photo was mandatory though, so I uploaded a sample of my battery goodness. But barely filled in any profile details. *hides ingredients* And that was that!

Now, I hadn't realised it, but OkCupid spams you according to how often you log on - and I only started logging on again very recently. Which means - lots of random, brainless spam messages and chats from aliens popping out of the woodwork. I am - in case for some reason y'all hadn't realised it yet, a girlnugget. What else would I be after all - crispy golden battered breast and thigh forever! This makes random, brainless spam messages unsurprising - any decent looking chick who's ever put any photo of any kind up in a dating site will tell you so.

One of the reasons I recently got back into OkCupid was their very well-written blog. And so, in an attempt to ward off these Fake Meat Attacks, that did attempt to bury the real nutritional shiny goodness of a nugget, I gave in and put something in my profile. More specifically, I wrote this:

My Self Summary
I'm sure I saw an OKCupid blog post about how most messages on dating sites, to girls, with the words 'pretty' or other such adjectives in them go totally ignored. Make of that what you will. ;)

I also left my librarything booklist - you can find that under 'Nugget', if for some reason, you're interested.

Now, while this seems to have appreciably stopped most of the Fake Meat Attacks (for which I am very thankful), it's also given rise to a new kind of spam.

I've gotten some mails saying 'pretty' just to be silly about it - and making it very clear. In which case, we basically go, 'lol! cute! but we don't match, bai!' Which is all good.

And then there's the other sort.

In my inbox this morning I get, instead of a Fake Meat Attack, a Hostile Meat Attack. Without any preamble, this guy writes to me and demands to know 'why you presume men will find you attractive'.

[Edit: This is the actual message, or part of it, from my mailbox. I deleted it on OkCupid without opening the full thing, so it's lost to posterity. It's more hostile than I recalled... woot! I think.]

Why the assumption that men would greet you with the word pretty? Especially with just one low resolution [photo]...

Which kind of reveals the following assumptions:

  1. That I was writing about me
  2. That girlies might not/should not find juicy breast and thigh tasty (or maybe it's just that girls know better than to write such types of messages as detailed by OkCupid hmm)
  3. That I presume that men will find me tasty, which leads, (I think), to how
  4. I'm an arrogant bitch who needs a put-down
  5. Time is well spent spamming me with a Hostile Meat Attack rather than moving on
  6. That I couldn't possibly have any reason for putting that up there, certainly nothing like a desire to ward off Fake Meat Attacks
  7. Utter cluelessness about how much spam girls receive on these sorts of sites

Now here's the thing. I'm a decent-looking sort of nugget, but I'm no goddess. (Well, not unless I take my true, golden-battered scrumptulescent form, but most mortal eyes are incapable of comprehending such golden gloriousness. Ahem. Right.) No one's going to fall at my feet and give me a golden apple.

So this guy finds it necessary to go on the Interwebz, trawl through chicks on OkCupid, and then send one (or more! who knows!) of them a Hostile Meat Attack. Why, I have no idea, since logically speaking, he'd do better simply sending messages to those who might like him!

On the bright (shiny, golden, crispy) side, his message told me a lot more about him in a very, very few sentences, than most of the messages I've received from others! I suppose that counts for something! ~_o

Nugget Cooking Iz MMO Crafting!

I came to the rather disturbing realisation this morning that my style of 'cooking' is almost exactly like MMO crafting.

  1. Get raw chicken (or cow, or piggy, or ... whatever)
  2. Add assorted herbs that I like (lotus seeds, fake cordyceps, polygonatum rhizona, lily flowers, whatever)
  3. Mix the entire mass together in a large-ish bowl, with spices from a premixed spicepack
  4. Pour water in rice cooker (about half the cooker's capacity)
  5. Put bowl in rice cooker
  6. Turn on and close rice cooker
  7. Press down button
  8. Wait till done
  9. NOM!

In other words, collect ingredients in backpack, press button and wait. O.o

The funniest thing is, with the right spicepack choices, this actually produces delicious (if not particularly aesthetic) food!

>.> <.< Advanced crafting requiring skeelz? >.> <.< Pah!

P.S.: One can even craft ginormous muffins this way.

Campy Paragons of Fallen Angels FTW! With Added Ninja Twin Value.

Discovered last night that the Paragon dance + general look go amazingly well with the raiment of the lich costumes ArenaNet released for Halloween!

1-4: My brand new baby paragon camping it up.

5: My GM camping it up with me in Avian Courting Dances of Dubious Nature after I show him the wonderfulness of Fallen Paragon Camp

6: My blonde ninja wif a bun meets her twin, a (surprise!) fellow blonde ninja with a bun.

...and people say there's nothing to do on GW. Pfft.

Fowl Slander!

Repeatedly have the ignorant brought this inglorious slander to Our attention, this libel perpetuated by those fearful of Our golden goodness, Our chickenny tastiness, Our apotheosis of all things juicy and battery.

For I say to ye, doth yon pink python in any way resemble Our juicy chickenny bits of succulent goodness, coated by Our beauteous golden crisp?

Fie unto he who would claim so, for verily, but order one of Us in the Sacred Temple of the Golden Arches, and ye shall see (and taste) that it be not so.