At 01:24 pm on Saint David's day, 2005, Jones wrote:
> Probably the coolest thing (as in cryogenic
> coolness), that any aging scientist could
> imagine (as proof of a certain adage)
> would be to make a major prediction based on a
> pet theory and have it quickly validated, to
> the surprise of everyone, including himself.
> That adage is,
> -------------------------------------------
> "We don't stop playing because we grow old;
> we grow old because we stop playing"...
> -------------------------------------------
> playing with ideas that is - as in the case
> of some of the older pranksters who frequent
> this forum.
> This validation may not happen anytime soon
> for anyone on Vortex; certainly the betting-odds
> against it ever happening are astronomical...
<snip>
You mean you haven't cottoned on yet to who we are?
You haven't realised that we are the Wise Men from
the West. Your camel must have got the hump from too
much desert sun. ;-)
Since my name's Frank, I must be Caspar [frankin'
sense, geddit ;-) ].
The Queen's ring is made out of Welsh Gold mined
at Clogau St David's in Bontddu so you are obviously
Melchior.
And as for Balthazar, well, I 'spect we'll know 'im
when we see 'im.
And I thought you claimed to be up on all this mystic
stuff! You do disappoint me, Jones, I must say.
As for betting odds, if they are "astronomical..."
then all we need is a very small wager for a
very large return.
Roll on Christmas 8-)
Cheers
Frank
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vespere dicitis serenum erit
rubicundum est enim caelum
et mane hodie tempestas rutilat
enim triste caelum faciem ergo
caeli diiudicare nostis signa
autem temporum...
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