“It was 7:13 on a Saturday night in the University Art Gallery when Renault noticed that his heart had stopped beating.” (>>)
“I used to be a complete dick. From age 14 to 17 I was way too busy with my own little world of teenage angst to concern myself with anyone else. The closest I came was lucky bit of social awareness that I picked up thanks to my desire to rebel against my parents and the rest of the system. But idealism matters little when you don’t live what you believe, and treat the people around you correctly, and I was a dick.” (>>)
“One thing you [still] lack…” (>>)
“Leave your country, your people and your father’s household and go to the land I will show you.” (>>)
“I for one have not dated and fully understand the position that posits dating as a con-job where two people put up false identities of themselves for the other’s amusement. However, this cynicism is unjustified, because I am only speaking from other people’s experiences. Nevertheless, I hopelessly believed in the all-consummating ‘one’ who God would drop from heaven right into my lap. Again, this was naïve; because I assumed I would have to take no risks and that there would be no work for me to do.” (>>)
“…you look like a knockoff of my high school, and a horrible knockoff at that.” (>>)
“The Lord is my portion; therefore I will wait for him.” (>>)
Here‘s a screenshot of my desktop at work.
“Wearing flip flops to church is bad enough, but if you don’t have the common courtesy to keep your feet from getting all janky, you better check yourself before the Lord.” (>>)
Aaron pointed out a good article about bias impacting thought. I’m a little more idealistic when it comes to the possibility of honest answers, but the article does a good job of describing the problem.
“Reasoning about religion is, in one sense, like a game for many people. The players involved know the outcome they wish to arrive at and then rationally use every tool of logic they are acquainted with to justify and support that outcome.”
“Behold, I will create new heavens and a new earth. The former things will not be remembered, nor will they come to mind. But be glad and rejoice forever in what I will create, for I will create Jerusalem to be a delight and its people a joy. I will rejoice over Jerusalem and take delight in my people; the sound of weeping and of crying will be heard in it no more.” (>>)
After reading this I feel pretty
This page is usefull if you ever need information on a process running on a Windows box.
(this is mostly just for the search engines to pick up)
If you’re installing a Linksys WUSB11 802.11b USB network adapter under Windows XP (and 2000?) and it is working for for a short length of time (~20-40 minutes?) but then you lose the signal from the access point, the problem might be that Windows is turning the device off to save power. To disable that feature, do the following:
1) Start > Run > devmgmt.msc
2) Network Adapters (or Universal Serial Bus controllers for the Root Hub) > right click on the device > Properties
3) Power Management > Uncheck “Allow the computer to turn this device off to save power.”
“I fixed the Internet.” (>>)
Someone I know just started working for a company called Primerica. It sounded like a scam so I looked around to find out what people were saying about them on the Internet. If anyone tries to get you in on this pyramid scheme, you should read this stuff first:
“I don’t need another friend tryin’ to tell me something.
I don’t need somebody’s expert advice,
when just another two cents still adds up to nothing.
And I don’t need somebody new on the television,
‘Send your money and we’ll send you a new life.’
And I don’t need your tried-and-true paperback edition,
the one that fixed you overnight.” (>>)
You know you work too much when you’re in the shower and you turn and the water hits your side and it feels like your pager vibrating and your first thought is, “Crap! I don’t have a phone in here!”
“A verb. Really put in a verb. That’s his solution.” (>>)
“So I’ve fantasized about dressing up like the Men in Black when I fly. I’d have on a black suit, white shirt, black tie. I’d polish off the image with sunglasses, an earpiece, and I’d carry a metal brief case. I’d storm through the airport like a man on a mission. Sporadically I’d look down, my finger to my ear, and respond, ‘Yes, mister president.’ ” (>>)
“Betty thought about having the Slakdings over, but the Slakdings had five children and her table only seated eight comfortably so someone would have to eat off a TV tray and that would be awkward and possibly messy on her new, expensive, velour-look carpet.” (>>)
“Nonetheless, in order to make a reasonably objective judgment about whether the United States should have dropped the bombs, it is necessary to go through the process of vividly imagining both what is was and was not like to drop them. It won’t do to dwell just on the actual casualties and then conclude that dropping the bombs was immoral. Doing just that amounts to arriving at a conclusion by looking at only one side of an issue.” (>>)
“If you could just have
a good job, a good wife or husband,
a couple of good kids,
a nice car,
a few good friends,
a fun retirement,
a quick and easy death,
and no hell…
would you be satisfied?” (>>)
“When an ecclesiastical communion rejects sola fide, as Rome did at the Council of Trent, it ceases being a true church, no matter how orthodox it may be in other matters, because it has condemned an essential of the faith.” (>>)
I’ve been trying all morning to think of how to describe the wicked arrogance of that quote without cussing repeatedly and haven’t been able to.
“…the human intellect is free to destroy itself.” (>>)
“If you come knocking at my door and I am not around,
Foolishness came by and we’re downtown.
Please don’t leave, please come on in
and make yourself at home.
I know you’re probably used to being alone.” (>>)
“Early in the morning He came again into the temple, and all the people were coming to Him; and He sat down and began to teach them. The scribes and the Pharisees brought a woman caught in adultery, and having set her in the center of the court, they said to Him, ‘Teacher, this woman has been caught in adultery, in the very act. Now in the Law Moses commanded us to stone such women; what then do You say?’ They were saying this, testing Him, so that they might have grounds for accusing Him. But Jesus stooped down and with His finger wrote on the ground. But when they persisted in asking Him, He straightened up, and said to them, ‘He who is without sin among you, let him be the first to throw a stone at her.’ Again He stooped down and wrote on the ground. When they heard it, they began to go out one by one, beginning with the older ones, and He was left alone, and the woman where she was, in the center of the court. Straightening up, Jesus said to her, ‘Woman, where are they? Did no one condemn you?’ She said, ‘No one, Lord.’ And Jesus said, ‘I do not condemn you, either. Go. From now on sin no more.” (>>)
“You have heard that it was said, ‘You shall not commit adultery’; but I say to you that everyone who looks at a woman with lust for her has already committed adultery with her in his heart.” (>>)
“Neilo sacrifices his progeny on the altar of our amusement.” (>>)
If this is a joke, then whoever is behind it deserves a round of applause. If not, they deserve to be shot. In the face. And then drug through the streets by a mule until their rotting carcas decays and all that is left of them is the joyous memory of the day their loathesome scheme was cleansed from our collective ears.