I know that when I need to post updates to my latest regressions of Shakespeare back into his native Klingon, I turn to the exolinguist's best friend: the Mac coding tool BBEdit*. I fire it up, and select File > New > HTML Document, then choose Klingon from the Language pop-up menu.
I'd better make sure I haven't dishonored my family unto the severalth generation, consigning myself and them to Gre'Thor, by checking that the page is well formed (Markup > Check > Document Syntax).
Our users will know fear and cower before our software! Ship it! Ship it and let them flee like the targs they are!
Debugging? Klingons do not debug. Our software does not coddle the weak.
This code is a piece of gagh! You have no honor!
*Version 9.6 still doesn't suck.
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"My son and I went as robots today; it was a lot of fun, although it made it very difficult to do anything. I also did the puppy up with some bat wings. All the teenage girls who came round trick-or-treating went absolutely *crazy* over her.
"We went as Tetrominos (Tetris pieces). The best part was trying on boxes in Staples and being given very strange looks by the other customers. The worst part was the complete lack of peripheral awareness and frequent bashing-into-things."
A smorgasbord of signs that resembled T-shirt slogans popped up at the Stewart/Colbert Rally to Restore Sanity/Fear. Buzzfeed assembled a top 100 list from Flickr, many of which involve mild visual jokes, such as "Spelling C(o)unts," and "Obama Is Not the Devil, I Am" (carried by a man in a devil suit). Our lord and pasta, the great noodly appendaged one, had his followers present. I wonder how many signs were paraphrased from BustedTees, and how many will wind up on such shirts in the next few days?
The arms are operated by a lever at the shoulder joint. The elbows and hands are made springy with piano wire. The lower body is a skeleton grabbed from Google images, applied to 1/4 inch plywood and jointed with bicycle inner tube rubber. The jaw is operated similarly to the arms. All for the Greenwich Village Halloween Parade tonight.
"Made from 2 32-gallon plastic trashcans. Except, though I could contort to fit in it, I realized I couldn't with the hardhat/headlamp, so I had to add 12" of a 3rd 32-gallon plastic trashcan. The mesh in the window is made from the bag that oranges come in."
Boing Boing reader and dad William Dikel writes in to tell us,
"Gabe Dikel is a creative artist/painter/filmmaker living in Brooklyn. In a sudden flash of creativity, he saw himself as a Che T-shirt, and with the help of his brother, a piece of cardboard and some orange and black paint: Voila! Everyone wanted to wear him, as is illustrated in these pics."
The Pennsylvania Attorney General has brought suit against the Unicredit Debt Resolution Center in Erie, PA. According to the suit, Unicredit dressed its employees in fake sheriff's deputies uniforms to lure debtors out of their homes with unenforceable orders, and took them to a fake courtroom where another employee pretending to be a judge told them they could go to jail if they didn't pay up.
"Can I look at your fake courtroom?" Parsons asked.
"First of all, that's an allegation that supposedly someone said, so talk to the attorneys," Covatto said. "You guys have a nice day. That's all I got to say."
The Attorney General's Office told Team 4 that Unicredit lured debtors to the building by sending employees who appeared to be sheriff's deputies to their homes, implying that they would be taken into custody if they failed to appear at the phony court hearings.
"It really galls me that someone would stoop that low," Erie County Sheriff Robert Merski said. "This certainly seems to be a scam, and it upsets me that they are trying to play on the integrity of this office, the office of sheriff. We've been here since the beginning of the United States."
The lawsuit accuses Unicredit of intimidating debtors into revealing their bank account numbers, even turning over the titles to their cars once they got them inside the building.