Do what works with the Mafia. Collect evidence from the injudicious Internet posts of low-level members, bring them in, get a couple to squeal, build cases, find RICO predicates, and bust the higher-ups. Will it eradicate the gangs completely? No. But it will get a couple of the worst leaders in prison for a while.
> How about next we ban companies from asking for your phone number every single chance they get? Buffalo Wild Wings asks when you order, Best Buy now asks when you buy something, we all know and love Shit Shack for what they used to do and probably still do, etc. They are asking for one reason and one reason only... To get your number so that they (and their subsidiaries) can call you even though you're on a DNC list.
Er, yeah. How hard is it simply to say "No"? If they persist, walk out. Simple and much easier on the blood pressure.
I encountered "Beowulf" the poem first, but this is what comes to mind when the Beowulf cluster comments start flying:
This is Free Trader Beowulf, calling anyone . .. Mayday, Mayday . . . we are under attack . .. main drive is gone . .. turret number one not responding . .. Mayday . . . losing cabin pressure fast . .. calling anyone . . . please help . .. This is Free Trader Beowulf . ..
Mayday . ..
Heh... you've never seen lines of folks, who have driven into your state from a bordering municipality, getting into fistfights over their place in line to pick up a ticket for a nine-figure Powerball total? You've never seen run-down citizens teeter into your local Kwik-E-Mart with a plastic sleeve to hold their twenty lottery slips, all filled out for use each week -- or day in some cases? You've never heard some nicotine-ravaged voice hand a fifty to the clerk and rasp out the names of some crap-odds scratch-and-win game?
I maintain the lottery is as bad as the slots, especially for those near the low end of the wealth scale. The old numbers/policy racket is alive and well and run by the state. At least the casinos don't try to tell you it's helping education in the guise of a tax on the ignorant.
If so, he might want real poker chips. Two of the poker circles I play comprise geeks and/or IT workers, and they either used change or those plastic Hoyle chips for their wagering. I bought clay composite chips from the Gambler's General Store, and the guys using laundry money never brought silver $$$ to the game again. You can either get blank, loose chips, or sets of 300 or 500 in the most common casino colors and denominations, in a storage case. Another, more pricey choice is pokerchips.com, and cases with chips and cards can be found on eBay.
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Do what works with the Mafia. Collect evidence from the injudicious Internet posts of low-level members, bring them in, get a couple to squeal, build cases, find RICO predicates, and bust the higher-ups. Will it eradicate the gangs completely? No. But it will get a couple of the worst leaders in prison for a while.
THANK YOU. I have yet to see a MySpace page that does not look (and frequently sound) like unmitigated shit.
I'll test it too. "Ten euros? How much is that in real money?"
Billionaire playboy Bruce Wayne sells giant penny found in cave on property, becomes trillionaire. Next up, sports!
Yeah, I saw Dr. Strangelove too. Credit where credit's due.
Neither can George W. Bush.
"Oy! Get out of my dreams and into my claws already!"
It's not impossible. I used to target Womp Rats in my T-16 back home. They're not much bigger than two meters.
And I for one welcome our aquatic ape overlords!
> How about next we ban companies from asking for your phone number every single chance they get? Buffalo Wild Wings asks when you order, Best Buy now asks when you buy something, we all know and love Shit Shack for what they used to do and probably still do, etc. They are asking for one reason and one reason only... To get your number so that they (and their subsidiaries) can call you even though you're on a DNC list.
Er, yeah. How hard is it simply to say "No"? If they persist, walk out. Simple and much easier on the blood pressure.
> I think everyone's spinning it wrong.
Ah, quantum-number puns. Good times.
Clearly, Mt. St. Helens is near eruption because it is starved for virgin sacrifices!
I encountered "Beowulf" the poem first, but this is what comes to mind when the Beowulf cluster comments start flying:
. . . . . . . .
This is Free Trader Beowulf,
calling anyone . .
Mayday, Mayday . . . we are under attack . .
main drive is gone . .
turret number one not responding . .
Mayday . . . losing cabin pressure fast . .
calling anyone . . . please help . .
This is Free Trader Beowulf . .
Mayday . .
Conspir8or
"He's more stent now than man ... twisted and evil."
> Han Solo is a space-cowboy
You call him a space cowboy. I call him the gangster of love.
Conspir8or
Slight confusion of scandals --
The Washington Post broke the Watergate story.
The New York Times published the Pentagon Papers, and did indeed fight their right to do so all the way to the Supreme Court.
In the common tongue, they are called "teaching assistants."
>The lottery isn't too bad
... you've never seen lines of folks, who have driven into your state from a bordering municipality, getting into fistfights over their place in line to pick up a ticket for a nine-figure Powerball total? You've never seen run-down citizens teeter into your local Kwik-E-Mart with a plastic sleeve to hold their twenty lottery slips, all filled out for use each week -- or day in some cases? You've never heard some nicotine-ravaged voice hand a fifty to the clerk and rasp out the names of some crap-odds scratch-and-win game?
Heh
I maintain the lottery is as bad as the slots, especially for those near the low end of the wealth scale. The old numbers/policy racket is alive and well and run by the state. At least the casinos don't try to tell you it's helping education in the guise of a tax on the ignorant.
but still use my greek knowledge to solve problems
So this implies
a) You dispel IT problems with an apt line from Aristophanes or Aeschylus
b) When stumped, you can summon a horde of frat boys to drunkenly demolish the computer in question
c) A blade server makes a warm platform to be bent over when getting your salad tossed
>Lager Calrissian
No way is Lando giving up his smooth, rich Colt 45!
If so, he might want real poker chips. Two of the poker circles I play comprise geeks and/or IT workers, and they either used change or those plastic Hoyle chips for their wagering. I bought clay composite chips from the Gambler's General Store, and the guys using laundry money never brought silver $$$ to the game again. You can either get blank, loose chips, or sets of 300 or 500 in the most common casino colors and denominations, in a storage case. Another, more pricey choice is pokerchips.com, and cases with chips and cards can be found on eBay.
Feh! The only money I use was issued by the Emperor of the United States and Protector of Mexico, Norton I, and that's the way I likes it!
All of these constitute the sort of wild stunts I and my friends used to pull with our PCs in our roleplaying days:
"I need to get to the top of the oliphaunt."
"There don't seem to be any ropes hanging low enough on its arrow-feathered hide for you to grab."
"'Arrow-feathered,' you say? I'm light of foot and limber of limb. Are they close enough to climb up?"
My skin's turned all orange and rocky. Also, I feel an uncontrollable urge to clobber things. Anyone else have this?