Growl...
there is some internet purveyor or maybe telephone sales company, by the name of Cricket. That as it may be, all their signs say ----- Crick t. Or, maybe they say Crik t. Whatever. Terribly cute. Every place I see that, I figure that particular minimall is going down hilll. Who, otherwise, would advertise - lamely - screwing up their name?
margo wrote:Like Olga said.....lustre!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
The basic, overwhelming problem with this site is the lack of decent discussion on CRICKET!
Cricket - that most intellectual of occupations! More absorbing, entrancing that the combination of religion, war and Bush-hating (although that is a special category!)
Cricket - develops character, patience, humility, numeracy, agility co-ordination, and several other good things....
One of the great cricket challenges of the past 200 years is approaching - and where's the discussion! Where's the analysis?
See!!! No wonder the site is going to hell! It's all the fault of the Murricans (like most else!)
I anticipated this bizzare desire to discuss cricket and already made a category for it on the new site.
Now I just have to figure out how to trap all the Aussies there...
Yeah, so that the rest of the world can get on with the game....
Craven de Kere wrote:margo wrote:Like Olga said.....lustre!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
The basic, overwhelming problem with this site is the lack of decent discussion on CRICKET!
Cricket - that most intellectual of occupations! More absorbing, entrancing that the combination of religion, war and Bush-hating (although that is a special category!)
Cricket - develops character, patience, humility, numeracy, agility co-ordination, and several other good things....
One of the great cricket challenges of the past 200 years is approaching - and where's the discussion! Where's the analysis?
See!!! No wonder the site is going to hell! It's all the fault of the Murricans (like most else!)
I anticipated this bizzare desire to discuss cricket and already made a category for it on the new site.
Now I just have to figure out how to trap all the Aussies there...
Your evil plan shall never succeed.
The worst of us (one whom one oneself has the dubious privilege of referring to in the first person singular) doesn't give a tuppenny hoot for cricket.
I cannot be thusly cribb'd, cabin'd and confin'd.
ossobuco wrote:Growl...
there is some internet purveyor or maybe telephone sales company, by the name of Cricket. That as it may be, all their signs say ----- Crick t. Or, maybe they say Crik t. Whatever. Terribly cute. Every place I see that, I figure that particular minimall is going down hilll. Who, otherwise, would advertise - lamely - screwing up their name?
They must be descendants of the dastardly Krikkit:
Krikkit
The planet Krikkit is (at the beginning of Life, the Universe, and Everything) located in a dust cloud composed chiefly of the disintegrated remains of the enormous spaceborne computer Hactar. Hactar was originally created by the Silastic Armorfiends of Striterax to design the Ultimate Weapon. Hactar produced a very, very small bomb that, when activated, would connect every star to every other star and, thus, destroy the universe. The bomb proved dysfunctional because Hactar had designed it with a tiny flaw, reasoning that no consequence could be worse than that of setting the bomb off. The Silastic Armorfiends disagreed and destroyed Hactar.
Due to the dust cloud, the sky above Krikkit was completely black, and thus the people of Krikkit led insular lives and never realised the existence of the Universe. With the population thus prepared, Hactar, disintegrated but still functional, built and crashed a model spaceship onto Krikkit in order to introduce its inhabitants to the concept of the Universe. Secretly guided by Hactar, the Krikkiters built their first spaceship, Krikkit One, penetrated the dust cloud, and surveyed the Universe before them. Unbeknownst to the Krikkiters, Hactar had been subliminally conditioning their minds to the point where they could not accept a Universe into their world view with the intention of putting them into a similar mindset to that of the Silastic Armorfiends. Sooner or later, they would require an Ultimate Weapon, and this would allow Hactar to finally complete his purpose, something he had felt considerably guilty about not doing before. Upon first witnessing the glory and splendor of the Universe, they casually, whimsically, decided to destroy it, remarking, "It'll have to go." Aided again by the mind of Hactar, the Krikkiters built an incredible battlefleet and waged a massive war against the entire Universe. The Galaxy, then in an era of relative peace, was unprepared, and spent the next 2,000 years fighting the Krikkiters in war that resulted in about two "grillion" casualties.
When Krikkit was eventually defeated, Judiciary Pag sentenced Krikkit and its sun to be sealed in a Slo-Time envelope within which time would pass almost infinitely slowly until the end of the Universe, thus serving the dual purpose of protecting the Universe from Krikkit, and allowing the Krikkiters to enjoy a solitary existence in the twilight of Creation. Light would be deflected around the envelope, making it invisible and impenetrable. The Wikkit Gate, the key that would unlock the envelope, was disintegrated into time, and could therefore not be used to free the planet from the envelope ahead of time.
However, a Krikkit warship carrying deadly white robots of the kind used in the war escaped before the envelope was sealed, and, within a brief ten billion years, managed to reassemble the Wikkit Gate. The Gate was composed of the Steel Pillar of Strength and Power (Marvin the Paranoid Android's artificial leg), the Golden Bail of Prosperity (The Heart of Gold, the small golden box that makes the Infinite Improbability Drive function), the Perspex Pillar of Science and Reason (The Argabuthon Scepter of Justice; "Plastic Pillar" in the American version), the Silver Bail of Peace (The Rory Award For The Most Gratuitous Use Of The Word "****" In A Serious Screenplay—The Rory Award for the Most Gratuitous Use of the Word "Belgium" in a Serious Screenplay in the American version), and the Wooden Pillar of Nature and Spirituality (The reconstituted ashes of the stump signifying the death of English cricket (see: The Ashes)).
The robots unsealed the envelope, but Arthur, Slartibartfast, Trillian, and Ford Prefect, with the unintentional help of Marvin, were able to disperse Hactar's particles, freeing the Krikkiters from his continued influence, and thus saving the Universe. Arthur then went to live on Krikkit for three years, before leaving for an unexplained reason.
Krikkit also managed to leave other marks besides the destruction of numerous worlds: due to racial memories, the Earth sport of cricket and the pan-dimensional sport of Brockian Ultra-Cricket were based on the Krikkit Wars. Slartibartfast enjoys the game of cricket, but he notes that most sensible citizens of the galaxy find the sport to be in rather bad taste.
The Krikketers are described as humanoid aliens who are charming and polite, despite their cosmocidal tendencies. They are capable of composing incredibly moving and poetic music. Some of the younger Krikketers are interested in developing sporting links with the rest of the Universe rather than destroying it.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Golgafrincham#Krikkit
And:
Krikkit
Krikkit is am immensely xenophobic planet. The people of Krikkit are just a bunch of really sweet guys who just happen to want to kill everybody.
The first Krikkit attack on the Galaxy had been stunning. Thousands and thousands of huge Krikkit warships had leaped suddenly out of hyperspace and simultaneously attacked thousands and thousands of major worlds, first seizing vital material supplies or building the next wave, and then calmly zapping those worlds out of existence.
They utilized millions of lethal white robots. These had really struck terror into the hearts of everyone who had encountered them- in most cases, however, the terror was extremely short-lived, as was the person experiencing the terror. They were savage, single-minded flying battle machines. They wielded formidable multifunctional battleclubs that brandished one way knocked down buildings, brandished another way fired blistering Omni-Destructo Zap rays, and brandished a third way launched a hideous arsenal of grenades, ranging from minor incendiary devices to Maxi-Slorta Hypernuclear Devices that could take out a major sun. Simply striking the grenades with the battleclubs simultaneously primed them and launched them with phenomenal accuracy over distances ranging fro mere yards to hundreds of thousands of miles.
The planet of Krikkit was sentenced by the Galactic Court to be encased for perpetuity in an envelope of Slo-Time, inside which life would continue almost infinitely slowly. All light would be deflected around the envelope so that it would remain invisible and impenetrable. Escape from the envelope would be utterly impossible unless it was unlocked form the outside.
When the Universe came to its final end, when the whole of creation reached its dying fall, and life and matter ceased to exist, then the plant of Krikkit and its sun would emerge from its Slo-Time envelope and continue a solitary existence, such as it craved, in the twilight of the Universal void.
The Lock would be on an asteroid that would slowly orbit the envelope.
The Key would be the symbol of the Galaxy- the Wikkit Gate.
One lost Krikkit warship was able to unlock the Slo-Time envelope after assembling the pieces of the Key. Marvin was linked to the central intellgence core of the Krikkit War Computer.
It has been said that on Earth alone in our galaxy is Krikkit (or cricket) treated as a fit subject for a game, and that for this reason the Earth has been shunned; this only applies to our Galaxy, and more specifically to our dimension. In some higher dimensions, they feel they can more or less please themselves, and have been playing a peculiar game called Brockian Ultra Cricket for whatever their transdimenional equivalent of billions of years.
They're baaaack.
I wonder if a virtual mexican wave would work.
*jumps up and throws hand in air.*
Is this one the luster A2K is losing?:
Francis wrote:Is this one the luster A2K is losing?:
This is what the Parisians think is luster? I am dismayed.
Joe(I thought.. well, nevermind)Nation
Now, Joe, I'll tell you which is implied in my question...
This poor little thing overhead....
I don't think it's losing it's lustre...
when you are away fro a while and you come back...
it sparkles!
smorgs: you sparkle.
Ah, Francis, I feel better already.
J
that's a nice thing to say joe... x
Phoenix32890 wrote:For those of you who don't know anything, Connie Stevens played "Cricket Blake", in the long lamented (but full of luster when it was around) defunct TV show, "Hawaiian Eye". Now you Aussies should know about that, 'cause Hawaii is the closest that you are going to get to America! 
I have been to New York and Washington...don't they count?
Oh, come on. You've never cared what I think, have you? So I don't imagine that being omitted matters to you in the slightest.
For the record (and I've said this before), Nimh is a brilliant writer and a keen student of human behavior. His powers of observation amaze me constantly. I always read his posts. I just wish he wasn't so contentious. He can be a great guy when he wants to be.
Those on my list, however, have just....tried harder. :wink:
Hey, Nimh - we could start a list of all of us who didn't make Eva's list!
snood wrote:Hey, Nimh - we could start a list of all of us who didn't make Eva's list!
Can I - as one of the "couple dozen" - join? At least, such would mean that I'm mentioned by name.
Sure Walter! Then, after we get enough names, we can (not very) subtley exclude a "couple dozen" names of our very own choosing! Hot damn! We goin to the big city now!!
