Yes, this makes Munchie very happy!
Yes, this makes Munchie very happy!
I don't have a problem with authority....I just don't like being told what to do!Remember, the toes you step on today may be attached to the ass you have to kiss tomorrow!RIP Fluffy! 01-07-09 I'm so sorry Fluffster! People who don't like cats were probably mice in an earlier life! My mind not only wanders, sometimes it leaves completely!The nice part about living in a small town: When you don't know what you're doing, someone else always does!
Atari bullshit refugee!!
Of course, this one works both ways!
And don't take me wrong...I would take this man in a heartbeat!
I don't have a problem with authority....I just don't like being told what to do!Remember, the toes you step on today may be attached to the ass you have to kiss tomorrow!RIP Fluffy! 01-07-09 I'm so sorry Fluffster! People who don't like cats were probably mice in an earlier life! My mind not only wanders, sometimes it leaves completely!The nice part about living in a small town: When you don't know what you're doing, someone else always does!
Atari bullshit refugee!!
Top Gear is back.
First episode of new series last night.
Originally Posted by Steely Glint
But "it" is a baby, isn't it?
No, dear. She's an alien.
I bought myself a nook today. I like it and it likes me. I doubt it will replace paper books for me entirely, but it's still pretty fucking great.
We're stuck in a bloody snowglobe.
Riddle me this though
When you find that one book you've sought after for almost a decade
You bring it home, crack that bad, hard-cover baby up
There's that smell of an older book
Will your little eye-lec-tronic reader have that
Will it?
In the future, the Berlin wall will be a mile high, and made of steel. You too will be made to crawl, to lick children's blood from jackboots. There will be no creativity, only productivity. Instead of love there will be fear and distrust, instead of surrender there will be submission. Contact will be replaced with isolation, and joy with shame. Hope will cease to exist as a concept. The Earth will be covered with steel and concrete. There will be an electronic policeman in every head. Your children will be born in chains, live only to serve, and die in anguish and ignorance.
The universe we observe has precisely the properties we should expect if there is, at bottom, no design, no purpose, no evil, no good, nothing but blind, pitiless indifference.
My cousin had her promotion today, first doctor in the familyAnd the defense wasn't even completely boring!
Keep on keepin' the beat alive!
So I'll buy paper copies of the good ones.
Some of them even multiple copies.
Do you realize I have at least 2 copies of every John Irving book (but one)? Even the ones that were originally my mothers hardcovers that I began him from - I bought paperback copies of before she said she was disposing of them and I took them.
We're stuck in a bloody snowglobe.
I realize perfectly well
I saw another hardcover copy of His Master's Voice (in Finnish) the last time I went to this small bookstore and I almost bought it, just to have a spare copy
In the future, the Berlin wall will be a mile high, and made of steel. You too will be made to crawl, to lick children's blood from jackboots. There will be no creativity, only productivity. Instead of love there will be fear and distrust, instead of surrender there will be submission. Contact will be replaced with isolation, and joy with shame. Hope will cease to exist as a concept. The Earth will be covered with steel and concrete. There will be an electronic policeman in every head. Your children will be born in chains, live only to serve, and die in anguish and ignorance.
The universe we observe has precisely the properties we should expect if there is, at bottom, no design, no purpose, no evil, no good, nothing but blind, pitiless indifference.
You "readers" are an odd bunch.
Maybe they can outfit the electronic books with a scent cartridge that sprays that musty, inky smell in your face.
Sadly I can easily see myself having digital and physical copies of many books.
I just can't help myself.
I'm also working my way through all (or most, I won't read Stephen King, and there may be a couple of others that I rebel against) that were on Lost.
We're stuck in a bloody snowglobe.
Steven King is better than you might think.
"Son," he said without preamble, "never trust a man who doesn't drink, because he's probably a self-righteous sort, a man who thinks he knows right from wrong all the time. Some of them are good men, but in the name of goodness, they cause most of the suffering in the world. They're the judges, the meddlers. And, son, never trust a man who drinks but refuses to get drunk. They're usually afraid of something deep down inside, either that they're a coward or a fool or mean and violent. You can't trust a man who's afraid of himself. But sometimes, son, you can trust a man who occasionally kneels before a toilet. The chances are that he is learning something about humility and his natural human foolishness, about how to survive himself. It's damned hard for a man to take himself too seriously when he's heaving his guts into a dirty toilet bowl.
In the future, the Berlin wall will be a mile high, and made of steel. You too will be made to crawl, to lick children's blood from jackboots. There will be no creativity, only productivity. Instead of love there will be fear and distrust, instead of surrender there will be submission. Contact will be replaced with isolation, and joy with shame. Hope will cease to exist as a concept. The Earth will be covered with steel and concrete. There will be an electronic policeman in every head. Your children will be born in chains, live only to serve, and die in anguish and ignorance.
The universe we observe has precisely the properties we should expect if there is, at bottom, no design, no purpose, no evil, no good, nothing but blind, pitiless indifference.
FUCK YES. I PASSED FLUID DYNAMICS 2.
Barely a pass but its a pass! And I really needed this.
Keep on keepin' the beat alive!
*shudders*
Christ I remember fluid dynamics. One of the reasons I gave up my mechanical engineering degree in the second year was subjects like that, the nightmares they gave me, and the eventual dawning of the knowledge that I would never want a career that invoked such subjects.
Well done on the pass. Tricky stuff dude.
YAY!
Who the hell are you calling "odd"? I don't care how "great" technology gets, nothing will ever beat the feel/smell of cracking open a brandy-spanking new book!
I don't have a problem with authority....I just don't like being told what to do!Remember, the toes you step on today may be attached to the ass you have to kiss tomorrow!RIP Fluffy! 01-07-09 I'm so sorry Fluffster! People who don't like cats were probably mice in an earlier life! My mind not only wanders, sometimes it leaves completely!The nice part about living in a small town: When you don't know what you're doing, someone else always does!
Atari bullshit refugee!!
I don't know, there is something nostalgic about opening an old hardcover book, and getting that smell....
One cartridge for the smell of pulp and another for either coldset or heatset ink. Oh and for the vintage look - a changeable case for the ebook so that it looks like a mechanical bookwove (paper is known for its discoloration over a period of time).
No arguments from anyone but Rettib.
You just turned me on...
We're stuck in a bloody snowglobe.
I lol'dThere are two novels that can change a bookish fourteen-year old's life: The Lord Of The Rings and Atlas Shrugged. One is a childish fantasy that often engenders a lifelong obsession with its unbelievable heroes, leading to an emotionally stunted, socially crippled adulthood, unable to deal with the real world. The other, of course, involves orcs.
In the future, the Berlin wall will be a mile high, and made of steel. You too will be made to crawl, to lick children's blood from jackboots. There will be no creativity, only productivity. Instead of love there will be fear and distrust, instead of surrender there will be submission. Contact will be replaced with isolation, and joy with shame. Hope will cease to exist as a concept. The Earth will be covered with steel and concrete. There will be an electronic policeman in every head. Your children will be born in chains, live only to serve, and die in anguish and ignorance.
The universe we observe has precisely the properties we should expect if there is, at bottom, no design, no purpose, no evil, no good, nothing but blind, pitiless indifference.
I don't know if I should put this in the happy thread, but actually I felt a bit happy after I heard my youngest sister will divorce. It's not that her husband is a bad person, I just never felt any connection to him and I always felt like she could have done better. It was her decision to separate.
Congratulations America
The building I live in has a "free" pile in the lobby where everyone puts the things that are still in good shape but they don't have a use for anymore. When I came back from the grocery store last evening, there was a dining room table and 2 chairs sitting in the pile. I immediately took my pork chops to my apartment, got a piece of paper and wrote "I will take this as soon as I find someone to help me move it" and signed it. I called the bar and got a friend to come help me. Munchkin now has a table!
I don't have a problem with authority....I just don't like being told what to do!Remember, the toes you step on today may be attached to the ass you have to kiss tomorrow!RIP Fluffy! 01-07-09 I'm so sorry Fluffster! People who don't like cats were probably mice in an earlier life! My mind not only wanders, sometimes it leaves completely!The nice part about living in a small town: When you don't know what you're doing, someone else always does!
Atari bullshit refugee!!
Parents just got me a mini laptop.
Plus i just bought a load of new sports gear as my old stuff was old.
But a new mini laptop.
"Son," he said without preamble, "never trust a man who doesn't drink, because he's probably a self-righteous sort, a man who thinks he knows right from wrong all the time. Some of them are good men, but in the name of goodness, they cause most of the suffering in the world. They're the judges, the meddlers. And, son, never trust a man who drinks but refuses to get drunk. They're usually afraid of something deep down inside, either that they're a coward or a fool or mean and violent. You can't trust a man who's afraid of himself. But sometimes, son, you can trust a man who occasionally kneels before a toilet. The chances are that he is learning something about humility and his natural human foolishness, about how to survive himself. It's damned hard for a man to take himself too seriously when he's heaving his guts into a dirty toilet bowl.
My network disk just rose from death. Just like that.
Congratulations America
Oh! I bought the Finnish translation of The Futurological Congress today...
...for 35 euroFuckers
(Though some online places list it for 40 €, and in shittier condition too, so eh)
In the future, the Berlin wall will be a mile high, and made of steel. You too will be made to crawl, to lick children's blood from jackboots. There will be no creativity, only productivity. Instead of love there will be fear and distrust, instead of surrender there will be submission. Contact will be replaced with isolation, and joy with shame. Hope will cease to exist as a concept. The Earth will be covered with steel and concrete. There will be an electronic policeman in every head. Your children will be born in chains, live only to serve, and die in anguish and ignorance.
The universe we observe has precisely the properties we should expect if there is, at bottom, no design, no purpose, no evil, no good, nothing but blind, pitiless indifference.
Nice.
Had to look it up, sounds entertaining.
My Nook is fun. A bit of a pain to navigate books not added through their store (and possibly those, too, but while I grabbed a couple of free ones that could be promising I don't have nearly the stack there), I think now that I have loaded a couple of thousand books on I may take most off and just keep it down to a couple of handfuls at a time.
We're stuck in a bloody snowglobe.
I liked the introduction so much that I uploaded it. Much less of a sensory assault than the previous seasons.
Your search had no results.
I agree. The series was fun to watch too.
Congratulations America
Alcohol
Keep on keepin' the beat alive!
The cause of, and solution to all of life's problems
In the future, the Berlin wall will be a mile high, and made of steel. You too will be made to crawl, to lick children's blood from jackboots. There will be no creativity, only productivity. Instead of love there will be fear and distrust, instead of surrender there will be submission. Contact will be replaced with isolation, and joy with shame. Hope will cease to exist as a concept. The Earth will be covered with steel and concrete. There will be an electronic policeman in every head. Your children will be born in chains, live only to serve, and die in anguish and ignorance.
The universe we observe has precisely the properties we should expect if there is, at bottom, no design, no purpose, no evil, no good, nothing but blind, pitiless indifference.
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