Jealousy is a secondary emotion and typically refers to the negative thoughts and feelings of insecurity, fear, and anxiety over an anticipated loss of something ... What am I losing? Judging by this thread I am winning.
We are all losing to Father Time -- that's what you will learn. And while I'm trying to be the bigger, if slower, mammal here... don't think I don't have pictures of my own. Cheetahs gon cheet.
Very creative, as usual. Let me tell you people a story. I first met this guy, let's call him "Herbert," at an obscure academic conference in 2004. After talking a bit about some of the other scientists and programmers, we figured out that we knew one another on-line. Yes, he recognized my magnanimous nature and wit as the on-line Clutchfan B-Bob. And I recognized his use of "unlikely," as a standalone statement in everyday discourse (which was rather odd.) He also said something about Anthrocon 2005, so I was pretty sure I knew who it was. Well, this person became very friendly once we established this Clutchfans connection, and that made sense to me. After having another conference-goer take a photo of us* -- even then, he thought my joke phone was pretty cool -- he asked if I wanted to grab some beers at the hotel bar. Our first round of beers arrive, and I, being a little older, already had to go the men's room. When I came back, this tool had consumed both beers, left me the tab, taken my conference badge, and replaced my conference proceedings with an AARP magazine. (So hilarious -- where does he come up with these things.) If my external hard drive hadn't been the size of a loaf of bread, I assume he would have stolen that also. * Here, Clutchfans, is the photo taken at the conference. Spoiler This, on the right, is absolutely the poster known as King Cheetah, appearing with myself, in happier times. Moral of the story: never trust a seemingly friendly person if he's wearing a polo shirt.
