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The Dewey Decimal System -- kind of like OxyContin. Only not.
 

From today's NYT: Who knew that someone owned the Dewey Decimal System?

Apparently not the owners of the Library Hotel, nestled in the shadow of the New York Public Library. Now the boutique hotel, which numbers its guest rooms and stocks them with books according to Melvil Dewey's century-old library classification system, is being sued for using it.

"The Dewey Decimal System is a product, a trademark, a brand name," said Joseph R. Dreitler, a lawyer for the Online Computer Library Center, a nonprofit library cooperative that filed the suit last week in Federal District Court in Ohio. "The idea here isn't to put the Library Hotel out of business. The idea is to protect Dewey and the Dewey Decimal System trademark."

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While definitely Bilmore esque, I just dont feel it. Not every day has a Bilmore,but so we dont feel empty I will dig into the archves and go to the oeuvre of the holder of the Bilmore Lifetime Achievemt Award, lookingfor market.

for example, yesterday we didnt have a bilmore. so i give you this.

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Re: Aspires to double digits.
LookingForMarket
November 19, 2002 07:04 pm

"Dozen? How come LFM is getting so much play? "

I've lived next to Penske for about 6 months and his wife needs it every two weeks.

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I passed a similar clown on the Bay Bridge, and nearly caused an auto accident because I waved at the clown. The person driving the car had deep seeded clown-fear, and freaked out when I waved, and *gasp* the clown waved back. Of course, we were in the far left lane, and the clown was right next to us and coincidently going forward too, so there was nothing really that my friend could do to avoid the clown until we got off the bridge. He drove like a bat out of hell as soon as he was able, though, and I got a severe lecture about waving at clowns, especially when heading home when they can follow you and then kill you in your sleep.

As for the strangest thing I've ever seen? I'm not quite sure but the most surreal was when I saw 200 cowboys line dancing to Don't Cry For Me Argentina, the Madonna version, at a gay rodeo in a Maryland fairground in 1999. As one might imagine, it was quite complicated correography, and of course, it was perfectly executed.

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Blustery just means you are freaking loud and wordy. I am sure most of the people who are here will mainly agree that this is another of your tour de force arguments that would surely woo any judge or jury with the putting words into people's mouths. If I wanted to say you lack forethought and spoke without thinking, I would simply call you a fucking moron or a JDUMB sock or put you on my Ignore LIst if the posts were windy enough to wear out my scroll button. Which I dont think you are, nor do I think Less is. I do however think you are blustery.

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I had an encounter like that once.

Driving on a familiar gravel road in central Texas, late at night (I think it was clear instead of raining though), and suddenly this lone goat leaps into the middle of the road. It crosses the road, and leaps into the bushes on the other side. That apparently was some sort of signal, beause an entire herd of goats leaps out of the bushes and follows the first goat. I swear there were probably five hundred goats that crossed the road. And as suddenly as they appeared, they were gone.

I knew the area fairly well, and I knew that no one in the area raised goats. Who they were, where they came from and where they were going remains a mystery.

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I'm confused. Are you responding to the "strange stories" poll, or to the drug question?

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Driving in neat, crowded suburb with no agriculture or livestock within 50 miles. As I turn a corner, two huge llamas surge out of nowhere and give chase at full speed. I finally outpace the llamas, who are still in pursuit last time I saw them in my rear view mirror, and stop at a gas station to call the cops. The lieutenant (who usually only deals with 'kid knocked over my mailbox'/ 'teens steal alcohol from packy' type things), replies in totally bored voice, "Yeah yeah, llamas. We got 'em."

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More farm country weirdness: this may be pretty normal for people who have knowledge of farms. It was strange to me.

My car broke down in farm country. Nothing for miles but farms, but I know there's a town about 4 miles ahead so I get out and start hiking it. I come upon a herd of cows. About 100 of them. Their eyes all follow me. As I walk by, the entire herd starts to follow me. I'm on the road side of the fence; the cows are on the other. Coltrane was the pied piper of cows for about a half-mile. I'd look back, and 10 feet behind were the cows. All staring at me and following me. I was pretty amused.

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That Jai is so cute! I like all those dudes -- each in their own special way -- but I think if I had to choose a favorite, it would be the interior designer guy (Thom?), with the food guy a close second.

If Thom weren't on that show and I met him in person, I'm pretty sure I wouldn't immediately think he was gay (until he told me he was an interior designer that is.)

Reminds me of my (somewhat homophobic -- from very "macho" culture) husband's comment when I told him an architect ("A") would be coming to the house to give us ideas/estimates. I "warned" him that A was gay (before you ask, A made repeated references to his partner when I spoke with him on the phone -- that's how I knew). My husband's response was (in a whinging voice):


"Oh DTB (Geez-- I almost typed my real name!), we can't afford a gay guy!"


(Every last one of my gay friends loves that story -- although it is admittedly much funnier if you know my husband.)

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Shit. He just won his own award.

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Understood.

BTW... I got creamed this week playing fast and loose with other people's words. I'm still smarting. Judge got sooo fucking serious on my ass. This field can be sooo fucking gay. Everyone takes everything so toolishly serious. Its all just silly paper pushing and throwing words about in the air. In fact, you should have called me a dork for parsing "blustery." If I'm that potentially Timmyish now, who knows the depths I could fall to later. I could find myself playing Everquest or Dungeons and Dragons online. Hell, maybe I'd wind up on a chat board about the Lord of the Rings trilogy or start buying Yes records...

Dios mio... I have to, no, must, get out.

S(My god, what have I become?)D

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Not since the Emmys he's not--did the big-collared open shirt with a suit, shiny cross nestled in wispy chest hair thing--ick. Oily pimp/John Travolta wannabe look.

Ted, of course, can do no wrong.

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You can imagine the crush of disappointment I felt when I read the post and then read the author. I think I may have to use that post as the gleaming example of what it takes to be Bilmore of the day. not tht people should be competing for this as I have already explained.

and I have to ask, did your pied piper of cows experience convert you to a non cow eater?

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You probably already know this, but that's a real dangerous attitude in this business, one that can screw you over in a heartbeat if you're not careful. Don't get so tied up in process that you stop thinking about the substance - i.e., the client's fight. Our role in the fights is just what you say - but the consequences to others are real, and will be to you, too, if you are actually believing (and living) what you just typed.