A list of puns related to "Postal Romanization"
I'm reading SPQR, and it mentions how Cicero would send letters from Cilicia back home to Rome. I'm so curious about the logistics of how the letters went from point A to point B and was delivered to the right place accurately
How did the Roman postal system work? Did they have one or was it more you hire a messenger to send a letter to somebody you know?
I don't want to step on anybody's toes here, but the amount of non-dad jokes here in this subreddit really annoys me. First of all, dad jokes CAN be NSFW, it clearly says so in the sub rules. Secondly, it doesn't automatically make it a dad joke if it's from a conversation between you and your child. Most importantly, the jokes that your CHILDREN tell YOU are not dad jokes. The point of a dad joke is that it's so cheesy only a dad who's trying to be funny would make such a joke. That's it. They are stupid plays on words, lame puns and so on. There has to be a clever pun or wordplay for it to be considered a dad joke.
Again, to all the fellow dads, I apologise if I'm sounding too harsh. But I just needed to get it off my chest.
If I was an average citizen of Rome and wanted to mail my brother a letter in Egypt was there a postal service I would use? Was it privately or state run and how much would it cost?
For example when was it that an ordinary person in England could pop down to their local post office and drop a letter in with the right stamps on it and expect the letter to arrive at an ordinary address in the USA (or the American colonies)?
Also how did international postal systems develop? Country-by-country, or were there bursts of cooperation involving multiple countries at once? Were there political objections?
Welcome to the back end of the wild world that is Lot 49. If you don't feel like reading my summary, which is very long even I still think it too short to do this madness justice, feel free to jump to the questions at the bottom. But if you need a refresher, then I'd recommend you kick back, throw on some California-appropriate music, and join me and Oedipa Maas as we disassociate our way through the glittery circuitry along the Pacific Coast.
Chapter 5
βThough her next move should have been to contact Randolph Dribletteβ Oedipa kicks off chapter 5 on a trek back up to Berkeley, seeking out Lectern Press and hopefully some more info on Trystero and Warfinger, and have a nightmare about looking in a mirror and a better dream about sex with Mucho on a beach somewhere all in a hotel also housing a gather of deaf-mute people along the way.
The copy of the play she does get a hold of only opens up further questions, replacing βWhoβs once been set his tryst with Trysteroβ with βWho once has crossed the lusts of Angelo,β while also referencing further variations of the play than Oedipa had believed. To make matters more complicated, Emory Bortz, who edited the copy of the play Oedipa has just discovered is no longer at Berkeley, but now lives in San Narisco, βOf course.β Not that, at least for us, the trek to the University of California, Berkeley has become a total loss. While there, Oedipa reflects on how much things have changed from that other world of the 1950s. How college students no longer bask in bland retreat among the simple grounds of terrestrial power structures. Now everything is more complicated, the tunnels beneath the ivory towers are twisted and winding, and thereβs a new energyβthe kind of energy that can collapse a state.
After the university Oedipa finds herself at the apartment of John Nefastis, builder of a real version of Maxwellβs Demon, through which a βsensitiveβ (should they be real) and the Demon (should it be real), will seize on the coincidence of thermodynamic and informational entropy to communicate in order to manipulate particles such that it will allow them to flow through the Demon machine against the demands of heat decay. As with Oedipa, the physics of it all is honestly beyond me. The important thing is that it does not seem to work, or if it does, Oedipa cannot be sure. So she leaves, after warding off Nefastisβ sexual advances.
Oedipa heads into San Francisco, gets pulled into a gay bar by a group of tourists
... keep reading on reddit β‘Do your worst!
I'm surprised it hasn't decade.
For context I'm a Refuse Driver (Garbage man) & today I was on food waste. After I'd tipped I was checking the wagon for any defects when I spotted a lone pea balanced on the lifts.
I said "hey look, an escaPEA"
No one near me but it didn't half make me laugh for a good hour or so!
Edit: I can't believe how much this has blown up. Thank you everyone I've had a blast reading through the replies π
It really does, I swear!
I keep reading about Roman elections but I'm still not really sure who the real electorate is yet. I do know they had to be landed, male and Roman citizens, but what if you lived in Spain or Syria as a citizen of* Rome? What about people from Roman (or of Italian descent in other provinces)***?
Because she wanted to see the task manager.
Heard they've been doing some shady business.
Theyβre on standbi
BamBOO!
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##January
Pilot on me!!
Nothing, he was gladiator.
Dad jokes are supposed to be jokes you can tell a kid and they will understand it and find it funny.
This sub is mostly just NSFW puns now.
If it needs a NSFW tag it's not a dad joke. There should just be a NSFW puns subreddit for that.
Edit* I'm not replying any longer and turning off notifications but to all those that say "no one cares", there sure are a lot of you arguing about it. Maybe I'm wrong but you people don't need to be rude about it. If you really don't care, don't comment.
Christopher Walken
What did 0 say to 8 ?
" Nice Belt "
So What did 3 say to 8 ?
" Hey, you two stop making out "
When I got home, they were still there.
I won't be doing that today!
Where ever you left it π€·ββοΈπ€
This morning, my 4 year old daughter.
Daughter: I'm hungry
Me: nerves building, smile widening
Me: Hi hungry, I'm dad.
She had no idea what was going on but I finally did it.
Thank you all for listening.
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