best double take of the day

Context: I was visiting the building next to the building where I work — “next door,” we call it, which is a nice mix of factual and vague. Just about everyone who works next door keeps their doors closed, and has a white board or other messaging system with which to communicate with people.

Actual Sign: “Forget Abstractions!”
I’m not really sure what this was supposed to mean; even a google search to prove it was a real word didn’t offer much assistance (it is, but I’m not sure how it relates to the rest of the message).

What I Thought It Said: “Forget Abstinence!”
My brain wasn’t really paying attention, and I just glanced at the sign as I walked by. Apparently I thought abstinence was a more likely word choice than abstractions. Then I had to turn around and go back to check.

Actually, I think abstinence might have fit better.

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fic rec o’ the day

This is the Inception AU I didn’t know I wanted. Arthur’s a grad student working on his dissertation! Saito’s enrolled at UC Berkeley! Eames collects action figures and watches BSG!

(And Fischer gets them all to team up to extract from Cobb, except –whoops! — turns out he was lying about the whole thing and there are guns and chases and for some reason everyone has a robotic vacuum cleaner!)

In short: I loved it!

Crime and Medicine, by eleveninches

Absolutely hilarious small plot point: Fischer accidentally incepted himself during the whole twisty dream extraction.

Fischer blurted, “I can’t stop thinking about it.”

That sounded ominous. Arthur paused in his typing. “Can’t stop thinking about what?”

Fischer sighed. Arthur glanced down at his phone to see Fischer looking weary. “Breaking up my father’s empire.”

“Your father’s a teacher,” he said.

“Don’t you think I know that?” Fischer snapped.

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