Reminds me of the old nuclear ICBM drills we did when I was younger. (I was born in 1990, so that should tell you how long we still did the damn drills. Get under your desk, the fifteen pounds of fake wood and stainless steel should protect you from the megatons of explosive power each nuke had including the sterilizing radiation should you survive the fire and shrapnel.)
HAHAHAHA! To say I'm healthy would probably be a far cry from the truth. I have to fight with two older brothers and two cousins and my older brother's friend who, each of them, eat half a fridge to themselves. As for resources, I'm unemployed and the computer I got is worse than Windows 97 both in processing power and memory. I was not blaming anyone, I was just pointing out the obvious solution. As for having little control over their situation, what kind of talk is that? You always have control over your situation, unless your government is Communist or Socialist. The only thing stopping you is that you THINK you don't have any control. I hat Ayn Rand and I've never heard of Robert Heinlein.
And I am the most empathic person of my family. My dad thinks we should bomb Iraq, my older brother, my aunt, and two of my cousin think we should cleanse America of N-words, including the person. I don't have my head up my ass because I actually care about people. I'm not one of those guys who posts stupid shit on Facebook like, "One in every six kids go hungry in America. Like and share this to get the word out to your friends and stop hunger." Yeah, I'm not going to like or share it. Instead, I'm going to my local grocer, grab as many cans of food, bags of ramen, and boxes of cereal and give it to a Food Bank. Look at that, I'm actually helping instead of saying that we should help.
If we weren't so freaking tied to our precious internet, we would actually get stuff done, like when PSN was down for the month and a half and we killed bin Laden.
It's called getting up and walking in the direction away from the volcano. Don't need a car, all you need is a great pair of legs. It's not brains, it common sense. I don't know why everyone needs a car to evacuate.
"Oh look, a volcano is erupting. We have motorized transportation. Oh well, may as well sit here and accept fate."
Also, it's much harder to get ride of hand-written letters vs. E-mails. Hand-written letters you have to toss in an incinerator, and it takes up physical space so that it piles and piles and becomes an elephant in the room. E-mails take up virtual space and you can have as many as your hard drive can hold. All you need to do to get rid of them all is to simply hit the "Clear Folder" button. I always write my complaints by hand ever since I realized this.
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Reminds me of the old nuclear ICBM drills we did when I was younger. (I was born in 1990, so that should tell you how long we still did the damn drills. Get under your desk, the fifteen pounds of fake wood and stainless steel should protect you from the megatons of explosive power each nuke had including the sterilizing radiation should you survive the fire and shrapnel.)
I meant to say President, not Person.
What the heck is wrong with me all of a sudden?
HAHAHAHA! To say I'm healthy would probably be a far cry from the truth. I have to fight with two older brothers and two cousins and my older brother's friend who, each of them, eat half a fridge to themselves. As for resources, I'm unemployed and the computer I got is worse than Windows 97 both in processing power and memory. I was not blaming anyone, I was just pointing out the obvious solution. As for having little control over their situation, what kind of talk is that? You always have control over your situation, unless your government is Communist or Socialist. The only thing stopping you is that you THINK you don't have any control. I hat Ayn Rand and I've never heard of Robert Heinlein.
And I am the most empathic person of my family. My dad thinks we should bomb Iraq, my older brother, my aunt, and two of my cousin think we should cleanse America of N-words, including the person. I don't have my head up my ass because I actually care about people. I'm not one of those guys who posts stupid shit on Facebook like, "One in every six kids go hungry in America. Like and share this to get the word out to your friends and stop hunger." Yeah, I'm not going to like or share it. Instead, I'm going to my local grocer, grab as many cans of food, bags of ramen, and boxes of cereal and give it to a Food Bank. Look at that, I'm actually helping instead of saying that we should help.
If we weren't so freaking tied to our precious internet, we would actually get stuff done, like when PSN was down for the month and a half and we killed bin Laden.
It's called getting up and walking in the direction away from the volcano. Don't need a car, all you need is a great pair of legs. It's not brains, it common sense. I don't know why everyone needs a car to evacuate. "Oh look, a volcano is erupting. We have motorized transportation. Oh well, may as well sit here and accept fate."
I got an idea, how about evacuating? I'm sorry, that was a smart idea. Stay there, I'm sure you'll be fine.
Also, it's much harder to get ride of hand-written letters vs. E-mails. Hand-written letters you have to toss in an incinerator, and it takes up physical space so that it piles and piles and becomes an elephant in the room. E-mails take up virtual space and you can have as many as your hard drive can hold. All you need to do to get rid of them all is to simply hit the "Clear Folder" button. I always write my complaints by hand ever since I realized this.