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New Gotta dash.. get back to ya later, Danno :-)
(Hey.. I take NONE of this stuff seriously - remember? ..some of us see maya as maya.)
What's confusing about That?



sat chit ananda, y'all -

<ob speelingnazi> sequitur as in Gaudeamus igitur cha cha cha
Gotta report this to the IT-English CLO, you understand..
Expand Edited by Ashton Jan. 14, 2005, 06:06:58 PM EST
New Thank you for sparing me
Ashton the grammarian... So I guess your saying mother maya?

Sorry for attributing attributes to you that are non-existential. Which takes us back to the a priori non-sequitur... Nescafe pas?

I'm going to the punitentiary for that last one. Greetings and salutations
Just a few thoughts,
Putting descartes before des horses in South Bend,

Danno
New *choke* ROFL!
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Imric's Tips for Living
  • Paranoia Is a Survival Trait
  • Pessimists are never disappointed - but sometimes, if they are very lucky, they can be pleasantly surprised...
  • Even though everyone is out to get you, it doesn't matter unless you let them win.


Nothing is as simple as it seems in the beginning,
As hopeless as it seems in the middle,
Or as finished as it seems in the end.
 
 
New Tis beyond my massive power
to save you - since you chose to live in Indiana. They haven't built the punitentiary that can recompile your jelloware -

(Ever run into anyone who knows a little ditty, Indiana We're Coming Home?
My Gramma writ the words; they may be around here somewhere.)

Kurt always gets it right, of course. From the sublime to .. Was just watching Dr. Gene Scott en passant [80 yo energetic geezer + his 20-something wife warbling into the microphone] fulminating with his whiteboards full of Aramaic, Hebrew, Greek and God's Own Language..
What a trip - Certainty + gift for gab Gets Girls. Too.

Where did we go wrong? Was it - thinking that if you made colleges, accumulated enough words / cubic closest-packing - you needn't do any deeds (or refrain from doing certain ones)? Kept a lot off the streets, while it lasted.

Truth is: Sergei Nakariakov playing .. anything at all. Transcendently.

(I believe that substituting the sublime for the predictable daily weirdness post-Inaguration - will be the way to go. Who needs to Rapture-out when you can Rapture-in? That's my plan for the duration.)


Cheers,
moi
     Moving on ---> to metaphysics and The non-Spotless Mind - (Ashton) - (23)
         democracy is never a good thing - (daemon)
         Has anyone ever been as prescient as Mencken? - (mmoffitt) - (8)
             To repy to you in the "right" forum - (Arkadiy) - (7)
                 You're not likely to see any from me anymore. - (mmoffitt) - (6)
                     Remember Nixon? - (danreck) - (5)
                         Whew - (bepatient) - (4)
                             Hey beep - (danreck) - (3)
                                 Yeah...I remember now... - (bepatient)
                                 Where TF is the air clean in Indiana? - (mmoffitt) - (1)
                                     The closer you get to Gary - (danreck)
         to be replaced by? - (bepatient) - (9)
             you just described the body politic - (daemon) - (1)
                 So incoherent and yet so eloquent. - (pwhysall)
             Why.. nothing at all. - (Ashton) - (6)
                 Another non-sequitor - (danreck) - (4)
                     Gotta dash.. get back to ya later, Danno :-) - (Ashton) - (3)
                         Thank you for sparing me - (danreck) - (2)
                             *choke* ROFL! -NT - (imric)
                             Tis beyond my massive power - (Ashton)
                 ..as Good ..or as Bad - (dmcarls)
         non-sequitor - (danreck) - (2)
             Moody Blues. - (bepatient)
             If Salvador Dali had owned a computer, would it have been - (Ashton)

You're typing on a device that stores trillions of pieces of data and makes billions of computations per second with the ability to grab data on almost anything from around the world in milliseconds, using electricity transmitted from hundreds of kilometers through wires on towers dozens of meters tall connected to megastructures that do things like burn coal as fast as entire trains can pull into the yard, or spin in the wind with blades the size of jumbo jets, or the like, which were delivered to their location by vehicles with computer-timed engines burning a fuel that was pumped up halfway around the world from up to half a dozen kilometers underground and locked into complex strata (through wells drilled by diamond-lined bores that can be remote-control steered as they go), shipped around the world in tankers with volumes the size of large city blocks and the height of apartment complexes, run through complex chemical processes in unimaginable quantities, distributed nationwide and sold to you at a corner store for $1.80 a gallon, which you then pay for with a little piece of microchipped plastic, if not a smartphone, which does all of the aforementioned computer stuff but in a box the size of your hand that tolerates getting beaten up in your pocket all day.

But technology never seems to advance...


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