I would contest that " mental development " is a byproduct of a soul.
and that those things without mental development, do not have souls.
ta da.
August 31, 2002
first and foremost -
you'll noticed the general tone of the board has changed from squabbles between individuals to a general place for people to answer eachother's questions. As it was intended, and although I do not take full credit for the occurance - I would appreciate it further if it continues and everyone else posts questions they want answers to as well. and now, to continue to my responses!
1. No, I do not believe babies, fetuses, or my sperm have souls. I believe a " soul " is not necissarily something that one " has " or " is born with " or " grows up with " - I dont believe it is exactly a " thing " so we cannot apply " thing properties " to that which isnt. I believe the first initial part of " having a soul " would be self-realization. " I am me " or " I am " or even " am " - which is the catalyst for having a soul. One can go as far as saying that " James is me " is self-realization. To have a name, and to understand that " the name means more than a moniker to get my attention, but rather a reference to ME " - two points, one that children are somewhat like animals in the sense that they have low cognitive skills. true. And you may all be rushing to say : " WHEN I CALL SPOT HE COMES BECAUSE HE KNOWS THAT HIS NAME IS SPOT! " to which I will reply rather easily this : When you call a child, it comes just as the animal. However - four or six years down the road when you leave spot alone the dog will not sit and reflect to himself " Hmm, I am spot. " and consider who he is, what he is, why he is here, and so on and so forth. THE QUESTIONS never arise. However, A child can call his own name - ah! but what if there are more than one entity with the same name? Two dogs named spot are in one room, one on the left one on the right, you call spot and both come to you - but two ten year olds named Bill, you call Bill and they'll understand that Bill is a reference to themselves, and not necissarily them. This is why I believe animals do not have souls. Of course you could just go on and say " Well just because you dont understand what an animal is saying doesnt mean that he doesnt thing those things! " to which I could reply " Animals and sex. " - this is another interesting concept. To be self-realized and self-aware is to acknowledge that there is a " you " and a " others " - you put two animals male and female in a glass room with people watching and the female is in heat - they're going to go at it. You put two adults and they'll know they're being watched. This has to do with adam and eve, covering themselves with the branches. Also - neither of you ( michael / steven ) shot down my attack that an animal doesnt have a soul because he cannot pray. I didnt say that an entity had to pray to have a soul ( you stated that ATHIESTS DONT HAVE SOULS HUH? - no, they do - because they can pray but just refute doing so - an animal, no matter how much he believes or disbelieves in God or any higher being other than his master who feeds him, cannot " pray " - he can beg for food, but thats about it )
2. As for it being binary or not - I guarentee you with the right decoder that it can be deciphyered. Kudos to you if you can figure it out. And no, it isnt binary.
3. Aaron - I am disturbed by how much you keep referring to Waking Life. I find no answers from Lucid dreaming or its followers. However, to appease you - I shall watch the film again and get past its " LOOK I CANT JUST HAVE DIALOGUE ABOUT THINGS I HAVE TO HAVE FLOATY EYES AND MOVING DRAWINGS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! " and actually listen to what has to be said.
4. Bradbury - gimme a couple days and I shall soon know what it is like to drown your troubles away with a bottle and a glass.
I will put something else here later.
hum.
you'll noticed the general tone of the board has changed from squabbles between individuals to a general place for people to answer eachother's questions. As it was intended, and although I do not take full credit for the occurance - I would appreciate it further if it continues and everyone else posts questions they want answers to as well. and now, to continue to my responses!
1. No, I do not believe babies, fetuses, or my sperm have souls. I believe a " soul " is not necissarily something that one " has " or " is born with " or " grows up with " - I dont believe it is exactly a " thing " so we cannot apply " thing properties " to that which isnt. I believe the first initial part of " having a soul " would be self-realization. " I am me " or " I am " or even " am " - which is the catalyst for having a soul. One can go as far as saying that " James is me " is self-realization. To have a name, and to understand that " the name means more than a moniker to get my attention, but rather a reference to ME " - two points, one that children are somewhat like animals in the sense that they have low cognitive skills. true. And you may all be rushing to say : " WHEN I CALL SPOT HE COMES BECAUSE HE KNOWS THAT HIS NAME IS SPOT! " to which I will reply rather easily this : When you call a child, it comes just as the animal. However - four or six years down the road when you leave spot alone the dog will not sit and reflect to himself " Hmm, I am spot. " and consider who he is, what he is, why he is here, and so on and so forth. THE QUESTIONS never arise. However, A child can call his own name - ah! but what if there are more than one entity with the same name? Two dogs named spot are in one room, one on the left one on the right, you call spot and both come to you - but two ten year olds named Bill, you call Bill and they'll understand that Bill is a reference to themselves, and not necissarily them. This is why I believe animals do not have souls. Of course you could just go on and say " Well just because you dont understand what an animal is saying doesnt mean that he doesnt thing those things! " to which I could reply " Animals and sex. " - this is another interesting concept. To be self-realized and self-aware is to acknowledge that there is a " you " and a " others " - you put two animals male and female in a glass room with people watching and the female is in heat - they're going to go at it. You put two adults and they'll know they're being watched. This has to do with adam and eve, covering themselves with the branches. Also - neither of you ( michael / steven ) shot down my attack that an animal doesnt have a soul because he cannot pray. I didnt say that an entity had to pray to have a soul ( you stated that ATHIESTS DONT HAVE SOULS HUH? - no, they do - because they can pray but just refute doing so - an animal, no matter how much he believes or disbelieves in God or any higher being other than his master who feeds him, cannot " pray " - he can beg for food, but thats about it )
2. As for it being binary or not - I guarentee you with the right decoder that it can be deciphyered. Kudos to you if you can figure it out. And no, it isnt binary.
3. Aaron - I am disturbed by how much you keep referring to Waking Life. I find no answers from Lucid dreaming or its followers. However, to appease you - I shall watch the film again and get past its " LOOK I CANT JUST HAVE DIALOGUE ABOUT THINGS I HAVE TO HAVE FLOATY EYES AND MOVING DRAWINGS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! " and actually listen to what has to be said.
4. Bradbury - gimme a couple days and I shall soon know what it is like to drown your troubles away with a bottle and a glass.
I will put something else here later.
hum.
August 30, 2002
I almost forgot. My daily work activities are rarely the same from one day to the next. I imagine that if I were to be stuck in the same room all day, every day I'd have gone quite mad by now. As there are 25 building sites in district, and my job covers so much, I don't have to do the same thing two days in a row.
It's neither binary nor hexadecimal. I don't know what it is....
Okay, souls or not, animals are tasty. At least, all of the ones I regularly eat are. Not sure what dog or possum taste like, but I hear they are quite good.
What, exactly, do you define as "soul?" Aside from James Brown, et al, I've never really cared very much for the concept. Maybe it's the six years of Christian school in my formative years. I hated every minute of it.
Okay, souls or not, animals are tasty. At least, all of the ones I regularly eat are. Not sure what dog or possum taste like, but I hear they are quite good.
What, exactly, do you define as "soul?" Aside from James Brown, et al, I've never really cared very much for the concept. Maybe it's the six years of Christian school in my formative years. I hated every minute of it.
Yeah...."How do you do it ( anyone on the board? ) - how do you get through your day everyday? Knowing that tomorrow will invariably be the same, that nothing changes and the only things that do change"
Good question.....there are a lot of things that keep me from going insane.
Youth is the main one, due to the stunning history of "mental illness" in my family.
Aside from that:
In my day-to-day life, I am surrounded by people that are interesting. My group of coworkers is makes life easier. It is a rare occurrence to have a day where we don't spend a great deal of our time working making jokes and quoting various pop-culture sources (mainly "The Simpsons").
Hobbies....or whatever you call them. Dreams, I suppose. Doing what I want on the weekend: cars, fishing, hunting and enjoying the outdoors. The idea that if I (we) work hard enough, then maybe (just maybe) it will be possible to make a career out of doing what we like to do. Talking to guys who do race for a living, it's mainly luck, getting noticed by the right people at the right time is what it takes...So you cling to the idea that if you branch out and do a lot of things, someone might take notice. Even if not, it's still a kick in the ass to do.
The last major factor that helps contribute to my making it through the day...Alcohol.
As Homer Simpson put it: "Ah, beer. The cause of, and solution to, many of life's little problems."
Many experts say that drinking doesn't make problems go away....it sure as hell makes them less troublesome, though.
That's how I get through my day....it seems to work, and I'm sure there are things I overlooked in this.
Good question.....there are a lot of things that keep me from going insane.
Youth is the main one, due to the stunning history of "mental illness" in my family.
Aside from that:
In my day-to-day life, I am surrounded by people that are interesting. My group of coworkers is makes life easier. It is a rare occurrence to have a day where we don't spend a great deal of our time working making jokes and quoting various pop-culture sources (mainly "The Simpsons").
Hobbies....or whatever you call them. Dreams, I suppose. Doing what I want on the weekend: cars, fishing, hunting and enjoying the outdoors. The idea that if I (we) work hard enough, then maybe (just maybe) it will be possible to make a career out of doing what we like to do. Talking to guys who do race for a living, it's mainly luck, getting noticed by the right people at the right time is what it takes...So you cling to the idea that if you branch out and do a lot of things, someone might take notice. Even if not, it's still a kick in the ass to do.
The last major factor that helps contribute to my making it through the day...Alcohol.
As Homer Simpson put it: "Ah, beer. The cause of, and solution to, many of life's little problems."
Many experts say that drinking doesn't make problems go away....it sure as hell makes them less troublesome, though.
That's how I get through my day....it seems to work, and I'm sure there are things I overlooked in this.
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decode that bitches.
decode that bitches.
It is at these times that make me wish that yes - I got past my own problems and went to college like a good little boy. Or that I sucked up the regurtitated microwaved and buzzed-in-a-blender bullshit from highschool and got a diploma and went through the military. But no. I decided I would tough it out. And here I am still living with my parents at twenty-and-one years of age. Some people dont seem to have a problem with that ( Andy? ) - but it seems that there is a part of me that does acknowledge that such activities " are not right " - and should be remedied. Unlike Steven - I dont have any grandeur plans of " getting the fuck out of here " - as of yet, and fully well know that in the event I am out on my own, alone - I will most definately lose my sense of sanity. Then there is Heather, whom I was counting on to move out with me, to protect my sanity and give me someone to be with ... it seems she's fallen through and here I am where I began - stuck at my parents house. But two things to post about. And here we go.
Numero - Uno
Answers - has anyone found them? I figured as I grew older that the answers to my questions about life would be answered - being older = more experience = more answers, but it seems the more I get into this little episode of time that I am alloted, the less answers I get and the more questions. It seems as if living itself was designed specifically to force you into not thinking about it and to just suffer through everything. In school - I learned that life is suffering, or was that through Buddhism? I don't quite recall - but I found solace in the idealogy of Albert Camus - and that of Absurdism. His concept of Sisyphus pushing that rock up the hill only to have it knocked down, and to push it up again - eternally struck so deep in me the meaninglessness of every action ever concieved and to be so. And yet here I am living through it. Here I am going through the actions myself - pushing the rock up and having it come down, and I am surprised!? But I know what it is. To agree with something in text and in a book and to understand the concept of something is much different than actually living it through - than performing the actions itself and feeling the feelings that are attributed to those occurances. Oh. How do you do it ( anyone on the board? ) - how do you get through your day everyday? Knowing that tomorrow will invariably be the same, that nothing changes and the only things that do change are the small things that you have control over that you can change - however the rock is still there which will require pushing, each ... and every ... day.
Numero - Swei
Animal Souls - I said I would post about this to start it up as a debate ( much as the eminem debate which I will get to at the end of this ) - do Animals ( particularly dogs? ) have souls? I personally say no. My reasons? I shall go through them. Animals do not have a language - now some of you might jump to the conclusion and say that animals talk to eachother - this is true, but that is communication - not language. Language itself consists of a bunch of different accents, tones, dialects, and so on and so forth. Grunting, Groaning, Whimpering, and Growling do not count as these things. A growl is a growl is a growl, but I can call you a dumbshit-mother-fucker in a happy tone of voice and then what are you going to think then? Happy or insulting? OH GOD! This confusion cannot be emulated in " animal speak " because when you whimper, you are in pain or hurt. When you growl, you are anger or defensive. Its that simple. There are no double meanings to anything. But I was shot down on this point that " No language is a lack of intelligence, not a soul " - and so I had to think of something which was not " intelligence based " which proved the lack of a soul. And I found it - how? Through religion, suckers - in most religions you have to attain some sort of level with your soul, you must cleanse it or something - or purge your sins or beg forgiveness from the creator, so on and so forth. An animal cannot pray. An animal cannot confess his sins. An animal cannot confess at all. So beat that motha-fuckas!
And as for eminem being a good rapper?
Of course - hands down.
I dont even see a need to debate it.
As for country - however, I do not understand what you said about the older stuff?
Do you like or dislike it - because I can stand the older stuff ( patsy and so forth ) but the newer stuff just seems to be cut/paste same damn'd thing to me / cant stand it.
I dont feel well.
Numero - Uno
Answers - has anyone found them? I figured as I grew older that the answers to my questions about life would be answered - being older = more experience = more answers, but it seems the more I get into this little episode of time that I am alloted, the less answers I get and the more questions. It seems as if living itself was designed specifically to force you into not thinking about it and to just suffer through everything. In school - I learned that life is suffering, or was that through Buddhism? I don't quite recall - but I found solace in the idealogy of Albert Camus - and that of Absurdism. His concept of Sisyphus pushing that rock up the hill only to have it knocked down, and to push it up again - eternally struck so deep in me the meaninglessness of every action ever concieved and to be so. And yet here I am living through it. Here I am going through the actions myself - pushing the rock up and having it come down, and I am surprised!? But I know what it is. To agree with something in text and in a book and to understand the concept of something is much different than actually living it through - than performing the actions itself and feeling the feelings that are attributed to those occurances. Oh. How do you do it ( anyone on the board? ) - how do you get through your day everyday? Knowing that tomorrow will invariably be the same, that nothing changes and the only things that do change are the small things that you have control over that you can change - however the rock is still there which will require pushing, each ... and every ... day.
Numero - Swei
Animal Souls - I said I would post about this to start it up as a debate ( much as the eminem debate which I will get to at the end of this ) - do Animals ( particularly dogs? ) have souls? I personally say no. My reasons? I shall go through them. Animals do not have a language - now some of you might jump to the conclusion and say that animals talk to eachother - this is true, but that is communication - not language. Language itself consists of a bunch of different accents, tones, dialects, and so on and so forth. Grunting, Groaning, Whimpering, and Growling do not count as these things. A growl is a growl is a growl, but I can call you a dumbshit-mother-fucker in a happy tone of voice and then what are you going to think then? Happy or insulting? OH GOD! This confusion cannot be emulated in " animal speak " because when you whimper, you are in pain or hurt. When you growl, you are anger or defensive. Its that simple. There are no double meanings to anything. But I was shot down on this point that " No language is a lack of intelligence, not a soul " - and so I had to think of something which was not " intelligence based " which proved the lack of a soul. And I found it - how? Through religion, suckers - in most religions you have to attain some sort of level with your soul, you must cleanse it or something - or purge your sins or beg forgiveness from the creator, so on and so forth. An animal cannot pray. An animal cannot confess his sins. An animal cannot confess at all. So beat that motha-fuckas!
And as for eminem being a good rapper?
Of course - hands down.
I dont even see a need to debate it.
As for country - however, I do not understand what you said about the older stuff?
Do you like or dislike it - because I can stand the older stuff ( patsy and so forth ) but the newer stuff just seems to be cut/paste same damn'd thing to me / cant stand it.
I dont feel well.
Wow.
Aaron, you hit the nail on the head, and found something you, Steven and I all agree with.
Saying that rappers like Eminem and Tupac have no talent is being deaf to the art simply because you don't like it. All you have to do is pay attention to the lyrics, the way they lay down the rhythms, etc. Once you listen to enough of it, it becomes clear the talent gap that exists between good rap and everything else in the genre.
The same can be said for country. I don't like country, but I do recognize the talent needed, and that there is the same division of talent there as in all music. That doesn't make me want to listen to it....except the older stuff, like Willie Nelson and Johnny Cash. In fact, the lyrics to one of Cash's most famous songs, "A Boy Named Sue," were written by none other than Shel Silverstein.
Early OT sucks. I should've turned it down.....
Aaron, you hit the nail on the head, and found something you, Steven and I all agree with.
Saying that rappers like Eminem and Tupac have no talent is being deaf to the art simply because you don't like it. All you have to do is pay attention to the lyrics, the way they lay down the rhythms, etc. Once you listen to enough of it, it becomes clear the talent gap that exists between good rap and everything else in the genre.
The same can be said for country. I don't like country, but I do recognize the talent needed, and that there is the same division of talent there as in all music. That doesn't make me want to listen to it....except the older stuff, like Willie Nelson and Johnny Cash. In fact, the lyrics to one of Cash's most famous songs, "A Boy Named Sue," were written by none other than Shel Silverstein.
Early OT sucks. I should've turned it down.....
Eminem IS a good rapper.
and I'm excited to see his new movie.
Anyways, what really gets me is this..
There were all these announcements "Justin Timberlake is performing SOLO for the first time ever!!"
And I'm thinking, well actually I didn't care at all, but I thought he would actually be performing solo.
So when it comes time for that Grande Solo Performance, 30+ people -- dancers, guitarists, drummers, rappers, singers-- join the stage with Justin. ugh, what the hell
and I'm excited to see his new movie.
Anyways, what really gets me is this..
There were all these announcements "Justin Timberlake is performing SOLO for the first time ever!!"
And I'm thinking, well actually I didn't care at all, but I thought he would actually be performing solo.
So when it comes time for that Grande Solo Performance, 30+ people -- dancers, guitarists, drummers, rappers, singers-- join the stage with Justin. ugh, what the hell
August 29, 2002
You're labeling sensor plugs before removing the wiring harness from engine "A" to adapt it to engine "B."
Mr. Y: "What is this?"
Mr. Z: "Fuck if I know."
Mr. Y labels it "CHIMP."
Mr. Z: "Does that say 'CHIMP?'"
Mr. Y: "Yes."
Mr. Z: "'CHIMP?'"
Mr. Y: "Yep."
Mr. Z: "?"
Mr. Y: "Well, that was about the gayest thing I could think of just then."
Mr. Z: "..."
Mr. Y: "What?"
Mr. Z: "Well, chimps are pretty gay."
Both agree that "CHIMP" is what it should be labeled.
Mr. Z: "Gonna label the next one 'BUBBLES?'"
Mr. Y: " Yep."
Mr. Z: "Maybe we should call it a night..."
Mr. Y: "'CHIMP.'"
Mr. Z: "..."
Mr. Y: "'CHIMP.'"
Man, that was a late night. To top it off, the labels we used didn't stick very well. Most of them fell off over night and I ended up using the shop manual to figure out what they were by wire color.
Okay this will be the last post I direct at you. I will not respond to your weak attempts at insults, I just wish to clarify one thing:
What I meant by "If you actually want to catch an ass-kicking, just keep up the same line of bullshit rhetorical banter if we ever meet again face-to-face." Fairly simple. In the real world, not on the internet, when you insult somebody in that manner to their face, they won't put up with it. Instead of getting in to a little war of words, they'll simply kick the shit out of you. Or attempt to do so. I know this from first hand experience.
Hiding behind the internet has become a popular thing to do. Its very similar to a small dog, say, a Chihuahua, barking and growling at someone from behind an eight foot chain-link fence. There is security provided by the board, and as James points out "what happens on the board, stays on the board." That's fine, people can then say whatever they feel without the dangers that exist in the outside world.
Know this: I do not simply bark on the board. If you ask anyone who knows me, they'll agree I say what I want, when I want, to whomever I want. I don't care. It's gotten me in fights and brawls before, it will again. If means a stay with room and board on the county's dime, so be it. Just ask Brad Borton as to who it was that kept us from brawling at the track that time. Wasn't me. Sure as hell wasn't him. His dad and the track officials were the only people there who kept us all out of Thurston County jail that night.
What you've said to me here would never fly if we were actually in the same room. I have a hard time believing you would ever say the things you've posted here to someone's face. I have fought with people that I consider friends over less.
So, basically, bark and yip all you want. If you ever want to step around the fence and try to back it up, just give me a call. I'll be more than happy to critique your debate style with a foot and a half of maple and steel.
What I meant by "If you actually want to catch an ass-kicking, just keep up the same line of bullshit rhetorical banter if we ever meet again face-to-face." Fairly simple. In the real world, not on the internet, when you insult somebody in that manner to their face, they won't put up with it. Instead of getting in to a little war of words, they'll simply kick the shit out of you. Or attempt to do so. I know this from first hand experience.
Hiding behind the internet has become a popular thing to do. Its very similar to a small dog, say, a Chihuahua, barking and growling at someone from behind an eight foot chain-link fence. There is security provided by the board, and as James points out "what happens on the board, stays on the board." That's fine, people can then say whatever they feel without the dangers that exist in the outside world.
Know this: I do not simply bark on the board. If you ask anyone who knows me, they'll agree I say what I want, when I want, to whomever I want. I don't care. It's gotten me in fights and brawls before, it will again. If means a stay with room and board on the county's dime, so be it. Just ask Brad Borton as to who it was that kept us from brawling at the track that time. Wasn't me. Sure as hell wasn't him. His dad and the track officials were the only people there who kept us all out of Thurston County jail that night.
What you've said to me here would never fly if we were actually in the same room. I have a hard time believing you would ever say the things you've posted here to someone's face. I have fought with people that I consider friends over less.
So, basically, bark and yip all you want. If you ever want to step around the fence and try to back it up, just give me a call. I'll be more than happy to critique your debate style with a foot and a half of maple and steel.
August 28, 2002
Okay......I never said anything about speed......but there is a huge difference between driving "safely" and driving precisely.
Driving in a manner that most consider to be "safe" is not necessarily better than driving precisely. If someone has physical control over their vehicle, and knows how to make it do what they want, then they will know the limits of safety while driving. However most people who drive "safely" are the biggest dangers on the road.
It grows more and more clear that you really don't know shit about actual driving, so I'm not going to bother arguing this with you anymore. I'm sure you can get in a car and go from point "A" to point "B" effectively, however I have no doubt that the nuances of the art remain unknown to you.
Either way, I'm done. It's a waste of time to continue debating this with you.
Yeah.
You obviously don't understand that I was trying to fuck with you when I made those "threats" you refer to, as well as the colorful insults. As the old saying goes, just trying to "get your goat." (That isn't meant in any manner that involves Velcro gloves and kneepads, it's just an expression.)
The fact that you thought I would actually show up proves how damn stupid you are. You aren't worth the time.
If you actually want to catch an ass-kicking, just keep up the same line of bullshit rhetorical banter if we ever meet again face-to-face. Aside from that.....whatever.
One thing...you are very quick to bring out the personal insults? Why is this? Are you so insecure that the only way you can feel good about yourself is by finding small things to point out in people? What the hell is your problem? I don't know you. You don't know me. As of now, it's going to stay that way. I really don't want to.
If your only purpose in coming to this board is to start shit and stir up a hornet's nest, you've certainly succeeded. Either grow up and knock it the hell off or quit wasting out time. You may notice, we quite often have discussions between ourselves. These discussions often could be taken as a little insulting.....but yet we're all still on good terms with one another because we don't take serious jabs. It's all meant in good fun.
I never wanted to make this personal, as I enjoy a good debate, but you ruined it by bringing in intensely personal insults. I'll admit, you struck a nerve, and I got a little pissed about it. How about you just fucking stop now, before things get nasty?
In closing, take your half-baked, bullshit little pre-pubescent personality and shove it up your faggot ass, you worthless fucking shit-for-brains excuse for a human being. How's that for clever, bitch?
Driving in a manner that most consider to be "safe" is not necessarily better than driving precisely. If someone has physical control over their vehicle, and knows how to make it do what they want, then they will know the limits of safety while driving. However most people who drive "safely" are the biggest dangers on the road.
It grows more and more clear that you really don't know shit about actual driving, so I'm not going to bother arguing this with you anymore. I'm sure you can get in a car and go from point "A" to point "B" effectively, however I have no doubt that the nuances of the art remain unknown to you.
Either way, I'm done. It's a waste of time to continue debating this with you.
Yeah.
You obviously don't understand that I was trying to fuck with you when I made those "threats" you refer to, as well as the colorful insults. As the old saying goes, just trying to "get your goat." (That isn't meant in any manner that involves Velcro gloves and kneepads, it's just an expression.)
The fact that you thought I would actually show up proves how damn stupid you are. You aren't worth the time.
If you actually want to catch an ass-kicking, just keep up the same line of bullshit rhetorical banter if we ever meet again face-to-face. Aside from that.....whatever.
One thing...you are very quick to bring out the personal insults? Why is this? Are you so insecure that the only way you can feel good about yourself is by finding small things to point out in people? What the hell is your problem? I don't know you. You don't know me. As of now, it's going to stay that way. I really don't want to.
If your only purpose in coming to this board is to start shit and stir up a hornet's nest, you've certainly succeeded. Either grow up and knock it the hell off or quit wasting out time. You may notice, we quite often have discussions between ourselves. These discussions often could be taken as a little insulting.....but yet we're all still on good terms with one another because we don't take serious jabs. It's all meant in good fun.
I never wanted to make this personal, as I enjoy a good debate, but you ruined it by bringing in intensely personal insults. I'll admit, you struck a nerve, and I got a little pissed about it. How about you just fucking stop now, before things get nasty?
In closing, take your half-baked, bullshit little pre-pubescent personality and shove it up your faggot ass, you worthless fucking shit-for-brains excuse for a human being. How's that for clever, bitch?
James....that System of a Down post kicked ass.
I can't help but agree with your interpretation that they want you to steal their porch lights. Or maybe they just want you to replace them with a lower wattage light bulb? Maybe trade the ones they have for some 40 watt or something.
Get your facts straight, junior. I do not live with my parents. I rent a house from them. I don't know where you get this "pillar of success" shit, but I have never claimed to be anything along those lines, nor have I ever supported any such claim.
Mistakes don't always characterize the existence of flaws. I recall having said "fuckups happen." If you're trying to say you've never made a mistake in the areas you consider yourself to be strong in, then you are lying through your teeth. Plain and simple.
You really need to quit bringing up incidents about which you know nothing. You were not there, nor have I ever explained the circumstances of my accident to you or anyone you associate with.
Quit bringing it up.
Now you want to go back to driving again. How many miles do you drive in an average week? Or, more to the point, how many miles in the past year? Hell, why not in your entire driving career? Do you know any of those numbers?
"I question why you think your job is so extravagant"
Hmm....I make 20 bucks an hour fixing shit. I have excellent benefits. But "extravagant?" No. I may have said it's a good job, which it is, or used the term "gravy" to imply it's smooth and easy, but I don't know where you get extravagant from.
Finally, there is a major line between actions and words. You don't know what my actions are or have been, only what I get on here and post. Go fuck yourself.
I can't help but agree with your interpretation that they want you to steal their porch lights. Or maybe they just want you to replace them with a lower wattage light bulb? Maybe trade the ones they have for some 40 watt or something.
Get your facts straight, junior. I do not live with my parents. I rent a house from them. I don't know where you get this "pillar of success" shit, but I have never claimed to be anything along those lines, nor have I ever supported any such claim.
Mistakes don't always characterize the existence of flaws. I recall having said "fuckups happen." If you're trying to say you've never made a mistake in the areas you consider yourself to be strong in, then you are lying through your teeth. Plain and simple.
You really need to quit bringing up incidents about which you know nothing. You were not there, nor have I ever explained the circumstances of my accident to you or anyone you associate with.
Quit bringing it up.
Now you want to go back to driving again. How many miles do you drive in an average week? Or, more to the point, how many miles in the past year? Hell, why not in your entire driving career? Do you know any of those numbers?
"I question why you think your job is so extravagant"
Hmm....I make 20 bucks an hour fixing shit. I have excellent benefits. But "extravagant?" No. I may have said it's a good job, which it is, or used the term "gravy" to imply it's smooth and easy, but I don't know where you get extravagant from.
Finally, there is a major line between actions and words. You don't know what my actions are or have been, only what I get on here and post. Go fuck yourself.
August 27, 2002
It wasn't directed at James. But when he jumped in, well, I had to respond.
You need to make the distinction between flaws and mistakes. Sometimes fuckups happen. There are also such things as bad choices, which would also fall under the heading of mistakes.
Now, I never responded to your first comment about my pedestrian incident, because I felt it wasn't needed. But you brought it up again. Two things:
1: If you've never had a wreck of some kind, or a ticket, or whatever, then you don't drive much.
2: If you want to bring up driving skill, shut the fuck up right now. I'll out-drive you any day. If you don't think so, bring your best. I will beat it.
Just for the record, we all think it's pretty damn funny when you try to insult Steven. It's stupid when you try to insult me. Maybe you should give it up, before something bad happens to you.
In short, suck a dick, you whiny little fuck.
You need to make the distinction between flaws and mistakes. Sometimes fuckups happen. There are also such things as bad choices, which would also fall under the heading of mistakes.
Now, I never responded to your first comment about my pedestrian incident, because I felt it wasn't needed. But you brought it up again. Two things:
1: If you've never had a wreck of some kind, or a ticket, or whatever, then you don't drive much.
2: If you want to bring up driving skill, shut the fuck up right now. I'll out-drive you any day. If you don't think so, bring your best. I will beat it.
Just for the record, we all think it's pretty damn funny when you try to insult Steven. It's stupid when you try to insult me. Maybe you should give it up, before something bad happens to you.
In short, suck a dick, you whiny little fuck.
Not too pull away from this fabulous debate about the powers of paper and proof of it...
but yesterday, as i was walking on my way to Bell town, passing a spirally looking statue/art-work thing, i noticed a man...
"a man you say?"
a man i say...
and what was so special about this man? Well.... i'll tell you my friends...
this man that i saw... well he decided to take down his pants, exposing his ass... and squat down, right next to this here statue...
and to make things more interesting... there was a group of people all over the place, and no one paid him any heed... as if to explain, "oh worry not young man... this is our normal behavior..."
now--i couldn't honestly tell you what this man was doing pulling down his pants and squating by that spirally statue thing that sits in belltown (i'm guessing the seedier part of belltown--of the "outskirts" of belltown), but i imagine that i won't really be walking that path again at night...
...
WHO THE HELL TAKES A DUMP IN THE MIDDLE OF PUBLIC NEXT TO A SPIRALLY STATUE THING?!
okay.
but yesterday, as i was walking on my way to Bell town, passing a spirally looking statue/art-work thing, i noticed a man...
"a man you say?"
a man i say...
and what was so special about this man? Well.... i'll tell you my friends...
this man that i saw... well he decided to take down his pants, exposing his ass... and squat down, right next to this here statue...
and to make things more interesting... there was a group of people all over the place, and no one paid him any heed... as if to explain, "oh worry not young man... this is our normal behavior..."
now--i couldn't honestly tell you what this man was doing pulling down his pants and squating by that spirally statue thing that sits in belltown (i'm guessing the seedier part of belltown--of the "outskirts" of belltown), but i imagine that i won't really be walking that path again at night...
...
WHO THE HELL TAKES A DUMP IN THE MIDDLE OF PUBLIC NEXT TO A SPIRALLY STATUE THING?!
okay.
No, It does hold water.
Like you said, there are many idiots out there with diplomas...so what's your excuse for not having one? You couldn't even play their stupid little game well enough to graduate? You can't even prove that you could meet the pathetic standards of the state? You couldn't take it seriously enough?
I'm not saying that having a high school diploma is a big thing. As you pointed out, it's not. What I am saying is that someone who can't even get one must be a real moron. I know that's not always the case, but you'd have a hard time proving otherwise.
More what I was pointing out is that people who didn't or couldn't graduate from high school, for whatever reason, have no business talking shit about others....
It isn't that you need that piece of paper for yourself....IT'S TO PROVE THAT KNOWLEDGE TO OTHER PEOPLE!!!!!!! Right now you have no way of doing so that "holds any water."
Or will you happily retire from that box factory in 40 years?
Like you said, there are many idiots out there with diplomas...so what's your excuse for not having one? You couldn't even play their stupid little game well enough to graduate? You can't even prove that you could meet the pathetic standards of the state? You couldn't take it seriously enough?
I'm not saying that having a high school diploma is a big thing. As you pointed out, it's not. What I am saying is that someone who can't even get one must be a real moron. I know that's not always the case, but you'd have a hard time proving otherwise.
More what I was pointing out is that people who didn't or couldn't graduate from high school, for whatever reason, have no business talking shit about others....
It isn't that you need that piece of paper for yourself....IT'S TO PROVE THAT KNOWLEDGE TO OTHER PEOPLE!!!!!!! Right now you have no way of doing so that "holds any water."
Or will you happily retire from that box factory in 40 years?
Jump
Bounce
Down
Up
I went out on a date,
With a girl, a bit late,
She had so many friends,
Gliding through many hands.
I brought my pogo stick,
Just to show her a trick,
She had so many friends,
Gliding through many hands.
Unannounced twister games,
All players with no names,
They lined up double quick,
But just one pogo stick,
Everyone gets to play,
Runaway, expose',
It was so exotic,
But just one pogo stick.
Jump Pogo, pogo, pogo, pogo, pogo, pogo
Bounce Pogo, pogo, pogo, pogo, pogo, pogo
Down Pogo, pogo, pogo, pogo, pogo, pogo
Up Pogo, pogo, pogo, pogo, pogo, pogo
Oh, I like to spread you out,
Touching whoever's behind
Jump Pogo, pogo, pogo, pogo, pogo, pogo
Bounce Pogo, pogo, pogo, pogo, pogo, pogo
Down Pogo, pogo, pogo, pogo, pogo, pogo
Up Pogo, pogo, pogo, pogo, pogo, pogo
sorry, had to be done.
August 26, 2002
Hahaha - a good laugh, but none the less the statement : " Either way, lets see a show of hands from all of those present who managed to graduate from high school after only ONE senior year: " holds no water what-so-ever ( or so, in my eyes ).
I would just like to remind all of you how many dumb motherfuckers out there who work at burger-king and some other shit-end-job who go to community college just as if it were " higher school " who do have diplomas and did graduate high-school. These are the people I despise, and a reason I can argue against the credibility of a diploma, or - more specifically - a BETHEL HIGH SCHOOL DIPLOMA. There are people who dont know who Freud is. What a Freudian slip is. Who Karl Marx is. Who mistake INDIA FOR A GOD DAMNED CONTINENT and AFRICA FOR A COUNTRY. People who do not know basic math skills, have diplomas. People who can barely spell - people who can barely read - and people who can barely speak a coherant sentence without using words such as " fuck " " ass " or " shit ". These people all have diplomas.
Personally - these are reasons why I am proud to state that I am a non-grad.
and proud to realise that I do not need a piece of paper to know that I have knowledge worth of value.
As Bart Simpson stated on t-shirts which were banned from school :
Underachiever, and proud of it.
I would just like to remind all of you how many dumb motherfuckers out there who work at burger-king and some other shit-end-job who go to community college just as if it were " higher school " who do have diplomas and did graduate high-school. These are the people I despise, and a reason I can argue against the credibility of a diploma, or - more specifically - a BETHEL HIGH SCHOOL DIPLOMA. There are people who dont know who Freud is. What a Freudian slip is. Who Karl Marx is. Who mistake INDIA FOR A GOD DAMNED CONTINENT and AFRICA FOR A COUNTRY. People who do not know basic math skills, have diplomas. People who can barely spell - people who can barely read - and people who can barely speak a coherant sentence without using words such as " fuck " " ass " or " shit ". These people all have diplomas.
Personally - these are reasons why I am proud to state that I am a non-grad.
and proud to realise that I do not need a piece of paper to know that I have knowledge worth of value.
As Bart Simpson stated on t-shirts which were banned from school :
Underachiever, and proud of it.
jEFF...man isn't that iMac sweet? I'm still not sure when I'll be getting mine...I just can't justify spending that kind of money when I already have two perfectly good computers....actually, two very good computers.
Plus.....two grand is wheels, tires and shocks for my truck...all badly needed due to the lack of performance-minded engineering in street trucks.....
I'd have Jaguar already, if Apple weren't being shit heads about it. They wouldn't release it to anyone before 10:20 Friday night...not even the Apple engineer I talked to Friday afternoon. Today, 10.2 server arrived...10.2 workstation can't be too far behind. I'll keep you updated on whether or not it's all they say it is.
Plus.....two grand is wheels, tires and shocks for my truck...all badly needed due to the lack of performance-minded engineering in street trucks.....
I'd have Jaguar already, if Apple weren't being shit heads about it. They wouldn't release it to anyone before 10:20 Friday night...not even the Apple engineer I talked to Friday afternoon. Today, 10.2 server arrived...10.2 workstation can't be too far behind. I'll keep you updated on whether or not it's all they say it is.
One word:
Turoc.
I loved them both.
Mario 64 was mind-blowing. Maybe that was more because of the substances I may or may not have been taking at the time.....
And Goldeneye. That had to be the best N64 game.
"Original Techno Composition"....now if that isn't bordering on a contradiction, I don't know what is. Not that I don't like techno, I do. It's just that....well....I spent a lot of years doing nothing but learning and playing music, so I guess I'm still a purist at heart. Of course, I've forgotten 90% of what I once knew about music. Maybe closer to 95%.
Jesse - man, I thought I knew you....evidently not.
Either way, lets see a show of hands from all of those present who managed to graduate from high school after only ONE senior year:
yeah.
didn't think so.
Turoc.
I loved them both.
Mario 64 was mind-blowing. Maybe that was more because of the substances I may or may not have been taking at the time.....
And Goldeneye. That had to be the best N64 game.
"Original Techno Composition"....now if that isn't bordering on a contradiction, I don't know what is. Not that I don't like techno, I do. It's just that....well....I spent a lot of years doing nothing but learning and playing music, so I guess I'm still a purist at heart. Of course, I've forgotten 90% of what I once knew about music. Maybe closer to 95%.
Jesse - man, I thought I knew you....evidently not.
Either way, lets see a show of hands from all of those present who managed to graduate from high school after only ONE senior year:
yeah.
didn't think so.
I would contest - still, that SNES was a SHITTY console - I hated it, I vaguely remember any game that was worth multiplayer-experience. Almost every game for that system that people harold " saving " it are single player RPGish Final Fantasy Chrono Trigger games. And as for the N64 - I would say that the only game released to " almost but not quite " save that console was TETRIS - with up to four players all playing at the same time and the prolifieration of N64 controlers you were always capable to have a good time with that game.
And another thing I've been thinking about thats been getting on my nerves lately is how they dont have " small toys " anymore - things that you can collect and play with. Two things I've been looking for are these small " muscle men " that were called : M.U.S.C.L.E. and there were tons of them - some flesh colored others neon colored - and they didnt move they were just like small hard-plastic figurines that looked real mean and you could make them fight and use your imagination and could have like five or six of them in your pocket. They were my savior during long road trips - all you needed was a handfull of them and you could make so many stories and so on and so forth. Anywho - needless to say - there arent any of them that I can find, asides from eBAY where they'll cost an arm and a leg ( I want to get like a couple hundred of them ) - and another thing that I cannot find are the small Z-BOTS - which were kind of like the muscle men but these could move and they were odd colored and robots and they were basically the same thing but smaller.
Now-a-days the only things I can find are like miniature poke-mon figurines which dont look as cool and are always " posed " in positions that you cant really do anything with. And they're all anime-inspired so when you buy a SMALL figure you get like 97% eyes, 2% torso and 1% arms+legs. WHAT THE FUCK I WANTED A FIGURINE NOT A LARGE PAIR OF EYES WITH ARMS AND LEGS AND A BODY HANGING OFF OF IT.
So FUCK YOU BANDAI.
And another thing I've been thinking about thats been getting on my nerves lately is how they dont have " small toys " anymore - things that you can collect and play with. Two things I've been looking for are these small " muscle men " that were called : M.U.S.C.L.E. and there were tons of them - some flesh colored others neon colored - and they didnt move they were just like small hard-plastic figurines that looked real mean and you could make them fight and use your imagination and could have like five or six of them in your pocket. They were my savior during long road trips - all you needed was a handfull of them and you could make so many stories and so on and so forth. Anywho - needless to say - there arent any of them that I can find, asides from eBAY where they'll cost an arm and a leg ( I want to get like a couple hundred of them ) - and another thing that I cannot find are the small Z-BOTS - which were kind of like the muscle men but these could move and they were odd colored and robots and they were basically the same thing but smaller.
Now-a-days the only things I can find are like miniature poke-mon figurines which dont look as cool and are always " posed " in positions that you cant really do anything with. And they're all anime-inspired so when you buy a SMALL figure you get like 97% eyes, 2% torso and 1% arms+legs. WHAT THE FUCK I WANTED A FIGURINE NOT A LARGE PAIR OF EYES WITH ARMS AND LEGS AND A BODY HANGING OFF OF IT.
So FUCK YOU BANDAI.
Okay... wow.
So i'm sitting here in the UW computer/bookstore, checking out this 17" widescreen iMac... and wow...
this thing would be amazing for watching DVD's... damn you bradbury, cause i know this is the one you are planning to get...
geezus...
and i'm also trying out this new Jaguar... (OS X 10.2) and it really is faster... so far...
of course, its on a super machine... so who knows about my iBook... but still...
i just wanna watch movies on this thing...
who'd have thought... a widescreen on a computer... sweet... uber-sweet.
and i'm really thinking of getting OS X.2 just cause its like fast... and i can actually probably use it to get online at the new apartment complex that i'm living at...
address, for all those that care:
Jeff Paulino
2717 Western Ave #330
Seattle, Wa. 98121
--- now fair warning... i may not have that address right, and i will have to go home later and verify that... but i do believe that it is correct...
i believe so... that doesn't mean i'm a hundred percent sure...
the coolest parts of this new place:
1) 52" TV in a media room with leather couches and chairs... just imagine Smash Bros Melee on that... or any console game... beautiful...
i feel like playing old NES and SNES on it...
which reminds me--i havne't read all the posts lately... but i saw this blurb so i'll tell you: its Zelda: A Link to the Past. that game...godly...Rock the jOe godly!
2) about two blocks from the WaterFront...
james... remember when we came up here to meet BullRabbit... yeah, i was walking around the area that i live now... and i realized... i live really really close to the bar that he took us into before we all got kicked out...
my goal... find that bar... do you remember the name of said bar?
3) no more freshman.
4) okay... hmm...had a four... don't remember four...
Basculez le jOe!
the bad about new place of residence:
living with four other guys...
damnit. oh well... awesomes none the less...
and damnit, i just realized... i want an airport device... cause wireless internet rules all. all.
So i'm sitting here in the UW computer/bookstore, checking out this 17" widescreen iMac... and wow...
this thing would be amazing for watching DVD's... damn you bradbury, cause i know this is the one you are planning to get...
geezus...
and i'm also trying out this new Jaguar... (OS X 10.2) and it really is faster... so far...
of course, its on a super machine... so who knows about my iBook... but still...
i just wanna watch movies on this thing...
who'd have thought... a widescreen on a computer... sweet... uber-sweet.
and i'm really thinking of getting OS X.2 just cause its like fast... and i can actually probably use it to get online at the new apartment complex that i'm living at...
address, for all those that care:
Jeff Paulino
2717 Western Ave #330
Seattle, Wa. 98121
--- now fair warning... i may not have that address right, and i will have to go home later and verify that... but i do believe that it is correct...
i believe so... that doesn't mean i'm a hundred percent sure...
the coolest parts of this new place:
1) 52" TV in a media room with leather couches and chairs... just imagine Smash Bros Melee on that... or any console game... beautiful...
i feel like playing old NES and SNES on it...
which reminds me--i havne't read all the posts lately... but i saw this blurb so i'll tell you: its Zelda: A Link to the Past. that game...godly...Rock the jOe godly!
2) about two blocks from the WaterFront...
james... remember when we came up here to meet BullRabbit... yeah, i was walking around the area that i live now... and i realized... i live really really close to the bar that he took us into before we all got kicked out...
my goal... find that bar... do you remember the name of said bar?
3) no more freshman.
4) okay... hmm...had a four... don't remember four...
Basculez le jOe!
the bad about new place of residence:
living with four other guys...
damnit. oh well... awesomes none the less...
and damnit, i just realized... i want an airport device... cause wireless internet rules all. all.
i have the FLU now. I'm never allowed to leave the house, but I managed to get sick..
ahh.. anyways, these posts got me thinking "oh well I can just play the nintento and playstation".
I decided to investigate what games we have, and we have NONE for nintendo, and only DDR, Final Fantasy 9, & 2 Tony Hawk games for Playstation. so much for that.
ahh.. anyways, these posts got me thinking "oh well I can just play the nintento and playstation".
I decided to investigate what games we have, and we have NONE for nintendo, and only DDR, Final Fantasy 9, & 2 Tony Hawk games for Playstation. so much for that.
It is good to see everyone, yet again - back in the swing of things.
Aaron and Steven going at it again ( again with something I dont care much to jump into on - what is with that? why dont the two of you choose a god-damned topic that I know something about so I can show both of you up? ;b ) - and Jesse casually telling everying to shut up - Bradbury commenting from the sidelines and then out of nowhere Zacho says something that just makes me laugh like a no good :
" Last christmas I Was the board .... so fuck. "
that was great. I mean c'mon - to think the board was even here last christmas still trips me out - On one hand you have that this has stayed around for that long - and on the other hand you have the small thought that " a year or two still isnt that long of a time " - whooo.
Anywho - on to my post :
Football
here it is bitches - at work they play football games and here I was thinking to myself " you know what I want to play? I want to play TECMO FOOTBALL " - because that game was the shit. Anyone saying otherwise obviously never spent their entire summer drinking pepsi, eating doritos, and playing Tecmo with their pal who was lucky enough to own a NES. In fact, the more I think about the more Im going to go out and spend like 300$ on getting a NES and all the old-school games I grew up with. The FIRST final fantasy, the old-school hockey game where you could start fights, the CONTRA series, oh my jesus - and even the MeGa MAN series. NINJA GAIDEN. EXCITE-BIKE. DOUBLE-DRAGON. BLASTER MASTER. METAL-GEAR. BATTLE-TOADS. PAPERBOY. SUPER DODGE BALL. PRO WRESTLING. these are classics. Games that if hadn't been - I would probably remember most of my childhood and all the anal-probing and sex-play that my homoerotic foreign bus-driving next-door neighbor named Phil did to me. ... wait-a-minute.
but then there is the other thing I am almost tempted to spend my money on - and it isnt NES or NES games. But rather, a SNES ( OH MY JESUS HE ADDED AN +S ) - and when I got to thinking about all the awesome games on the SNES all I could think of was Mario Kart ... and I kept thinking. ... and I really didnt get anything else but Mario Kart because I really didnt enjoy the SNES and thought it sucked anyway. HAH. SO FUCK YOU SNES.
Aaron and Steven going at it again ( again with something I dont care much to jump into on - what is with that? why dont the two of you choose a god-damned topic that I know something about so I can show both of you up? ;b ) - and Jesse casually telling everying to shut up - Bradbury commenting from the sidelines and then out of nowhere Zacho says something that just makes me laugh like a no good :
" Last christmas I Was the board .... so fuck. "
that was great. I mean c'mon - to think the board was even here last christmas still trips me out - On one hand you have that this has stayed around for that long - and on the other hand you have the small thought that " a year or two still isnt that long of a time " - whooo.
Anywho - on to my post :
Football
here it is bitches - at work they play football games and here I was thinking to myself " you know what I want to play? I want to play TECMO FOOTBALL " - because that game was the shit. Anyone saying otherwise obviously never spent their entire summer drinking pepsi, eating doritos, and playing Tecmo with their pal who was lucky enough to own a NES. In fact, the more I think about the more Im going to go out and spend like 300$ on getting a NES and all the old-school games I grew up with. The FIRST final fantasy, the old-school hockey game where you could start fights, the CONTRA series, oh my jesus - and even the MeGa MAN series. NINJA GAIDEN. EXCITE-BIKE. DOUBLE-DRAGON. BLASTER MASTER. METAL-GEAR. BATTLE-TOADS. PAPERBOY. SUPER DODGE BALL. PRO WRESTLING. these are classics. Games that if hadn't been - I would probably remember most of my childhood and all the anal-probing and sex-play that my homoerotic foreign bus-driving next-door neighbor named Phil did to me. ... wait-a-minute.
but then there is the other thing I am almost tempted to spend my money on - and it isnt NES or NES games. But rather, a SNES ( OH MY JESUS HE ADDED AN +S ) - and when I got to thinking about all the awesome games on the SNES all I could think of was Mario Kart ... and I kept thinking. ... and I really didnt get anything else but Mario Kart because I really didnt enjoy the SNES and thought it sucked anyway. HAH. SO FUCK YOU SNES.
I am so sick of that phrase "the pot calling the kettle black"
Anytime someone uses it to close up an argument, it means they ran out of things to say and so they must
somehow make their weak argument seem valid.
I must disagree with one statement you made:
I also think you know jack shit about music
Steve happens to know a fucking lot about music. Hell, sometimes he upstages me with his knowledge.
Anytime someone uses it to close up an argument, it means they ran out of things to say and so they must
somehow make their weak argument seem valid.
I must disagree with one statement you made:
I also think you know jack shit about music
Steve happens to know a fucking lot about music. Hell, sometimes he upstages me with his knowledge.
August 25, 2002
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I'm not sure about the terms "waiter" and "waitress", but more than likely that is the case...
it certainly is the case in France... where it used to be the thing to call the waiter "garçon"...
now you will probably get punched or something by the waiter... instead it is now "serveur"...
--i think it is because of the fact that "garçon" is translated to the word "boy"... and means just that... so when you are in a restaurant, and you ask for the waiter...its bad to call him "garçon"...
a useful tidbit to know if you ever go to France, or eat in a French restaurant--there or here...
--hehe, now to go to a restaurant and call for the garçon...
hey, just because i have that knowledge--doesn't mean they all need to be aware that i know it...
it certainly is the case in France... where it used to be the thing to call the waiter "garçon"...
now you will probably get punched or something by the waiter... instead it is now "serveur"...
--i think it is because of the fact that "garçon" is translated to the word "boy"... and means just that... so when you are in a restaurant, and you ask for the waiter...its bad to call him "garçon"...
a useful tidbit to know if you ever go to France, or eat in a French restaurant--there or here...
--hehe, now to go to a restaurant and call for the garçon...
hey, just because i have that knowledge--doesn't mean they all need to be aware that i know it...
Ask -Bradbury- was a valiant attempt that kicked ass for exactly four days.
They have this new waitress at the Chinese restaurant we often eat at. She's from the Czech Republic. Man.....I need to move to eastern Europe. Seriously.
And the term "Waitress." Is that now un-PC? I can never keep on top of what the puritanical assholes that come up with this shit deem to be improper. Should it now be all "Server" instead of "Waiter" and "Waitress?"
They have this new waitress at the Chinese restaurant we often eat at. She's from the Czech Republic. Man.....I need to move to eastern Europe. Seriously.
And the term "Waitress." Is that now un-PC? I can never keep on top of what the puritanical assholes that come up with this shit deem to be improper. Should it now be all "Server" instead of "Waiter" and "Waitress?"
I imagine that jimmy checks this from time to time...
so for jimmy...
hey, sorry i missed your last couple of calls--i'm not used to listening for my cell phone's ring, so if you call and i'm not there, it could be just that i didn't hear it... try waiting for like ten to twenty minutes and trying again.
that will probably work...
also--i'm in class from 2:20 (4:40 for you, i think) to 5:40 (7:40) for you, i think...
so i don't answer the phone, typically.
after this week, that will probably change, but not sure entirely yet of how it will change...
anyway, that's all.
later...
oh, and if anyone wants to help me move on friday night, or can get boxes from james for friday night, that'd be awesome.
laters.
so for jimmy...
hey, sorry i missed your last couple of calls--i'm not used to listening for my cell phone's ring, so if you call and i'm not there, it could be just that i didn't hear it... try waiting for like ten to twenty minutes and trying again.
that will probably work...
also--i'm in class from 2:20 (4:40 for you, i think) to 5:40 (7:40) for you, i think...
so i don't answer the phone, typically.
after this week, that will probably change, but not sure entirely yet of how it will change...
anyway, that's all.
later...
oh, and if anyone wants to help me move on friday night, or can get boxes from james for friday night, that'd be awesome.
laters.
August 17, 2002
Yeah.....so the only thing I had heard about this was what Napster posted.
and then what James posted.
You know what? That's all I'm going to know, because I really don't care. I'm sure someone will try make it so that I know more.....but I don't care to either way.
You know why I don't care? Bands like Drowning Pool are shit. Plain and simple.
For every Hendrix, you have a dozen Steely Dans. With a Genesis, you get plenty of Boy George. Free with every Cobain, a fair helping of Courtney Love. Guess which of the two categories Drowning Pool falls into.
Onward:
Went to Costco today. They were doing demos like crazy. Discovered the "International Cheeses" booth. Man, is that dangerous. I must have eaten half a pound of various cheeses I can't even pronounce, all in little bitty cubes. Of course, no Costco lunch is complete without rounding things out by going through the various food departments.
Nothing beats a free lunch, one bite-sized serving at a time.
Steven, sorry to bitch out on poker, but I'm going to be a little broke until the first of the month. We're trying to get the Civic put together (with the new motor) by the last import drags of the season, which happens to be two weeks from today, and it isn't exactly a cheap venture. So I'm going to need that 20 bucks for gas and whatnot. Hopefully I'll be able to win a little cash there, but I may be going up against the Civic.....maybe I'll be more consistent....
and then what James posted.
You know what? That's all I'm going to know, because I really don't care. I'm sure someone will try make it so that I know more.....but I don't care to either way.
You know why I don't care? Bands like Drowning Pool are shit. Plain and simple.
For every Hendrix, you have a dozen Steely Dans. With a Genesis, you get plenty of Boy George. Free with every Cobain, a fair helping of Courtney Love. Guess which of the two categories Drowning Pool falls into.
Onward:
Went to Costco today. They were doing demos like crazy. Discovered the "International Cheeses" booth. Man, is that dangerous. I must have eaten half a pound of various cheeses I can't even pronounce, all in little bitty cubes. Of course, no Costco lunch is complete without rounding things out by going through the various food departments.
Nothing beats a free lunch, one bite-sized serving at a time.
Steven, sorry to bitch out on poker, but I'm going to be a little broke until the first of the month. We're trying to get the Civic put together (with the new motor) by the last import drags of the season, which happens to be two weeks from today, and it isn't exactly a cheap venture. So I'm going to need that 20 bucks for gas and whatnot. Hopefully I'll be able to win a little cash there, but I may be going up against the Civic.....maybe I'll be more consistent....
Its a hoax - this " drowning pool singer dead " thing.
its just a ploy to advertise their tour :
" death by bull sperm " - they're going to prop up his " supposed " corpse on stage and play " bodies "
people will be WOWED when the dead lead-singer actually begins to move and sing :
" ONE - NOTHINGS WRONG WITH ME -
TWO - NOTHINGS WRONG WITH ME -
THREE - NOTHINGS WRONG WITH ME "
and a great time will be had by all.
then again.
if he is dead - I hope they play BODIES at his funeral.
I'd laugh.
so hard, would I laugh.
its just a ploy to advertise their tour :
" death by bull sperm " - they're going to prop up his " supposed " corpse on stage and play " bodies "
people will be WOWED when the dead lead-singer actually begins to move and sing :
" ONE - NOTHINGS WRONG WITH ME -
TWO - NOTHINGS WRONG WITH ME -
THREE - NOTHINGS WRONG WITH ME "
and a great time will be had by all.
then again.
if he is dead - I hope they play BODIES at his funeral.
I'd laugh.
so hard, would I laugh.
August 16, 2002
When I was in Cali, I heard about this *PUNK* concert on KROQ...
It has the Distillers, the Sex Pistols, Offspring, Vandals, Social Distortion, Bad Religion, Buzzcocks, Circle Jerks...
etc and so forth..
and Blink182 & New Found Glory.
what the fuck are they doing there? this isn't Warped Tour.
Well, Blink182 can be excused, just barely, but New Found Glory?? oh please. does anyone actually like NFG?
It has the Distillers, the Sex Pistols, Offspring, Vandals, Social Distortion, Bad Religion, Buzzcocks, Circle Jerks...
etc and so forth..
and Blink182 & New Found Glory.
what the fuck are they doing there? this isn't Warped Tour.
Well, Blink182 can be excused, just barely, but New Found Glory?? oh please. does anyone actually like NFG?
So get this - I have figured out my problem.
I hate people. Just people in general. People I dont know. Hell - sometimes even people I do know.
I hate people who drive slow on the road.
I hate people who are lazy and dont do things that even a half-sentient rock could do if it grew arms and could speak spanish.
and so it goes-
now I have a 1500 ( +? ) computer and it is so sweet Im creaming my pants even while typing this sentence.
this sentence as well.
Sorry for not posting as much lately -
life ( or rather, work ) - just has been catching up to me.
oh my jesus - and jimmoi posts.
and zach posts.
hmmm.
now where is jeff?
there are times in one's life where they have to re-evalutate where they are and where they are going.
their future and past and present all in one big comglamoration ( ? ) of thinking-ness
....
im still waiting for mine to hit.
I hate people. Just people in general. People I dont know. Hell - sometimes even people I do know.
I hate people who drive slow on the road.
I hate people who are lazy and dont do things that even a half-sentient rock could do if it grew arms and could speak spanish.
and so it goes-
now I have a 1500 ( +? ) computer and it is so sweet Im creaming my pants even while typing this sentence.
this sentence as well.
Sorry for not posting as much lately -
life ( or rather, work ) - just has been catching up to me.
oh my jesus - and jimmoi posts.
and zach posts.
hmmm.
now where is jeff?
there are times in one's life where they have to re-evalutate where they are and where they are going.
their future and past and present all in one big comglamoration ( ? ) of thinking-ness
....
im still waiting for mine to hit.
August 15, 2002
Something you don't see every day: a fat chick on a moped. I was just standing in my driveway with John Paul, another buddy of ours and my dad, when one happened to go by.
Anyway.....my mom got a guitar autographed by Chris Isaak. Autographed specifically too my mom, after my parents met him backstage last week.
It's cool as hell....
Anyway.....my mom got a guitar autographed by Chris Isaak. Autographed specifically too my mom, after my parents met him backstage last week.
It's cool as hell....
August 13, 2002
August 12, 2002
August 11, 2002
Well said Steve.
The one bad thing I can think of about Southern California
is that they play too much Phil Collins music there.
I couldn't even turn the radio on this time in fear of hearing Phil Collins,
but lo and behold-- someone had his record playing on the beach.
Being in LA, Santa Monica, Beverly Hills, and West Hollywood made me verrry happy. :D
The one bad thing I can think of about Southern California
is that they play too much Phil Collins music there.
I couldn't even turn the radio on this time in fear of hearing Phil Collins,
but lo and behold-- someone had his record playing on the beach.
Being in LA, Santa Monica, Beverly Hills, and West Hollywood made me verrry happy. :D
I'm back from California.........
and I cannot see the point in living anywhere else.
My parents decided this was going to be an "Educational" trip.
So we went to the San Diego Zoo and saw a lot of emo kids.
and we went to this smelly tar museum that was terribly boring.
the boys in cali are yum. :D
and Oh yes.. the flight there SUCKED.
I had to go from Salt Lake City to Orange County/John Wayne (on Delta Airlines ofcourse).
I got to the airport at 5am for a 6am flight.
The flights were full.
I finally left at 2pm because we bought standby tickets for Southwest.
which is like the fucking WalMart of airlines. ugh. the plane was full of children and fat people. disgusting.
and now... my hair is being complete shit. which i mean i think it's falling out.
fantastic. so i'm gonna go spend a bunch of money on a pink jacket from Guess next week.
and I cannot see the point in living anywhere else.
My parents decided this was going to be an "Educational" trip.
So we went to the San Diego Zoo and saw a lot of emo kids.
and we went to this smelly tar museum that was terribly boring.
the boys in cali are yum. :D
and Oh yes.. the flight there SUCKED.
I had to go from Salt Lake City to Orange County/John Wayne (on Delta Airlines ofcourse).
I got to the airport at 5am for a 6am flight.
The flights were full.
I finally left at 2pm because we bought standby tickets for Southwest.
which is like the fucking WalMart of airlines. ugh. the plane was full of children and fat people. disgusting.
and now... my hair is being complete shit. which i mean i think it's falling out.
fantastic. so i'm gonna go spend a bunch of money on a pink jacket from Guess next week.
August 10, 2002
August 09, 2002
Drew has asked me to spread the word:
Saturday, at his place, there will be a Barbeque-type event.
Sunday, there will be paintball.
If you wish to attend the Saturday events, we will meet at the Graham Safeway between 6:00 and 6:30 pm. Bring camping and/or sleeping gear as this will be an outdoor activity. Alcohol is not allowed.
If you only want paintball, we will meet at the Graham Safeway between 8:00 and 8:30 the following morning. Bring your pride, as I plan on taking it.
Anyone who wishes to be there should contact Drew before then.
That is all.
Saturday, at his place, there will be a Barbeque-type event.
Sunday, there will be paintball.
If you wish to attend the Saturday events, we will meet at the Graham Safeway between 6:00 and 6:30 pm. Bring camping and/or sleeping gear as this will be an outdoor activity. Alcohol is not allowed.
If you only want paintball, we will meet at the Graham Safeway between 8:00 and 8:30 the following morning. Bring your pride, as I plan on taking it.
Anyone who wishes to be there should contact Drew before then.
That is all.
August 07, 2002
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