Olga and Mits
Posted by azngeek at March 22nd, 2007
Two completely unrelated matters. But I figured I should post. Just because. A. I can’t figure how to do something on R. Some stupid programming loop thingy. I understand the fucking concept behind it. But I do not know how to do some programming about it. And B. Because I thought I’d take a break.
Well. Getting back on track. You know what they always say. You can’t die a happy man until you’ve met an Olga. And guess what. I did just that. I met an Olga. Mmm. Olga. So what kind of connotations,perceptions and feelings does that name invoke?
Well for some it would be immense fear. Olga. Hilda. Attila. Names like that. They scare men. Attila the Hun? She slaughtered in the gazillions. Artistically might I add, balls hanging from ceilings or long long long poles. Heads shrunk and kept as good luck charms. Mmm and hands and arms and limbs sewn onto warriors as to make them more capable and versatile in battle. I’m not sure of any of that. But that’s what her name brings to mind. And well the name Olga? All I can imagine when someone tells me about an Olga is a big burly northern-southern-ish viking woman that can hit sound-barrier breaking octaves and did I mention a big axe? Olga’s should always have big axes. Much like Thor from the Norse Mythology. Heck if you people know about Thor the superpowered urm god. Redundant. But yea. Anything to do with Marvel usually requires the word superpower. I’d always have imagined an Olga to look like
People. Meet Olga.
Work it baby. Show us that ass. Work it. Yea baby.
This would be how I’d imagine an Olga to look like. Muskulated-big-burly-blonde-woman.
“I’z give you a massage ya?” And she’d say that. A lot. As well. That’s how I’d have imagined an Olga.
But you know what. It was a let down. The Olga that I met was actually boring. Looked like the typical teenage blonde white girl that tried to hard to keep extremely thin. Mmm. But yea. Quite an attractive lass. But that’s boring I guess, considering what a colorful name Olga is. Would you name your kid Olga? MMm. I can see it now. Olga-sex. Disgusting. Shocking.: o
Moving on to more ramblings. Why the mention of mits you ask. Firstly because we are heading into Autumn down under. It’s getting cold. And I wanted to pose one question to the fleeting readers.
If moobs are man boobs. Would that make mits, man tits?
It has been bothering me for a while. So. Mmm. Got mits anyone?
Peace out.
Azngeek
Ogre.
morpork
Do you have something against Olga
azngeek
imo, Olga represents those burly women spinning and throwing those weights across the field. Can’t remember the name of the esteemed sport but I can imagine an Olga doing it. GO VIKING PRIDE!!
psych
Hey i thought attila the hun was a dude…
Jaclynn
Quite an acute observation. But pardon the verbal diarohea. I do realize that Attila is actually a man. But it was sort of like a necessity for a tri-colon at the time. Pedantic writer. To get 3 names. That was all I could think of. I know there was a female warrior who rallied lots of common folk to rise up against the roman empire. But I\’m not too sure who it is. Oh yea. And welcome jaclynn.
azngeek