Apocalypse Out of Context
or
A Chatty Night on facebook, Slightly Edited.
or
A Chatty Night on facebook, Slightly Edited.
- Reminds me of the last canine companion I had (before I turned to the feline side). Rico was an energetic liver spotted Dalmatian (browns spots as opposed to black). He loved popcorn and would never miss any kernels tossed to him. He also loved apples; give him an apple and he would play with it like a ball for maybe half an hour and then eat it. He also got all the apple cores in the house, but it didn't seem fair not giving him his own apple when he would have so much fun with it.
- Pro-life is more like Pro-Pre-Life.
- I
have a hypothesis that no matter what the intent at the start, Corporate will
inevitably succumb to the Dark Side and become irrevocably evil. (Based on Life Experience as well as reading
and research.)
- I fracking hope I can recognize bullshit when it comes from me as well others. If not, I hope you will teach me, oh, Honored Sir Gerrold Guru of all that is True.
- On
the off chance that the world may end tonight I am in the process of making
sure that all the beer in Chez Francois is consumed, if only because it would
be so embarrassing to explain in the Next Life Green Room if it were not.
We do have chocolates with brandy in them. They are at risk for not surviving the non-apocalypse as well. - Definition
of treason - advocating violent insurrection against the government.
And I think rational people would agree that, "second amendment remedies" - aka gun violence - constitute treason. - Doin' the math: firing rate 650 rounds per minute is still over 10 rounds per second. That's a lot of lead flying about. (Unposted Addendum: 650 rounds per second is a fairly obvious typo; it wouldn’t take long for the barrel to melt down at that rate of fire.)
- Starting with a definition of human rights as property rights dooms his argument from the start. Starting with a false major premise, regardless of your minor premise will result in a false yet logical result (If there are accidents getting a true result I would love to see them.) Or to put it another way: Garbage in Garbage out.
- Being a glutton for punishment (as well as other things) I have married two redheads and in my long career as a serial husband the redheads I married were my best wives/lovers/companions. On top of that my favorite memories of a previous lady friend are of a wonderful strawberry blonde (which counts as a redhead in my book).
- Unsweet.
In the south if you order iced tea, you get sweet. Elsewhere you get unsweet. Some places in the north, you get a funny look and the server points at the sugar on the table. They do not understand that traditionally southern sweet tea must have sugar added while the water is boiling since solubility is a function of temperature and the sugar is super-saturated to achieve the proper level of sweetness. - Off to the Restaurant at the End of the Universe. I wonder if they serve breakfast there.
- Tennessee, home of the Scopes Monkey Trial, still trying to impose teaching that early creation myths deserve equal time with evolution.
- After 37 years of being a water professional, I loved the reference to hauling his own water. However, since many people in my noble profession protect water resources by limiting point source pollution (by operating wastewater treatment facilities) or non-point source pollution (by controlling run-off from polluted areas) even taking buckets of water out of a river would mean he was depending on the government to protect him.
- I know that none of my friends believe
that the world is ending, since they have not dropped by to give me their cash,
guitars, sports cars, computers and other possessions that would be useless in
the event of apocalypse.
I also have seen no zombies today in spite of a visit to WalMart.
Apocalypse Afterword.
The
News is that there is news today.
Somehow
I always thought that the end of a calendar means nothing more but getting
another calendar. And the coincidence that the last day was the winter solstice
(Mayans were in the northern hemisphere, right?) So ending the calendar on the
last day of the year would be so disconcerting. The world must be ending. Just
like it has ended on so many New Year’s Days over the centuries.
Aside:
Y2K. After January first 2000 I could only hear Marvin the Martian saying “Where’s
the KABOOM? There was supposed to be an earth-shattering KABOOM!” So of course I threw this together:
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