What is the official unit of measurement for scrotal elasticity? Centipeters per nude ton meater? Mega-hurts per furlong per light-year. Who will volunteer for the non-elastic (i.e. permanent deformation or fracture) measurements?
Even of you don't own a drone, pay the $5 and get a license. Stick it on your windshield or bike or a random bus. Have it tattooed on your arm, because
model aircraft owners are required to... display a unique drone ID number at all times.
Flood the system with bogus drone IDs.
Am I the only one who thinks "The Bogus Drones" would be a good name for a group? Yea, Ok. time for meds again.
Why are you still stuck on Hillary? "Popular support"? What's there to support? A book tour? Sheesh. The election is over. Gone. Done. Past tense. Everyone with half a brain has moved on. Hillary is way, way out of the picture now and will only get further, except for people who to raise the Evil Hillary Boogity-Boo every five minutes. That woman is living in your head, rent-free.
On second thought, I'm in favor of the trump camp believing that Hillary is about to return and become Evil Queen of Amerika. Here she comes and she's after your guns! Look out! It's Hillary! Bengazzi! Uranium! Vince Foster!! Ooga-Booga! Meanwhile the DNC will quietly and efficiently prep a real candidate for 2020. I say this in jest of course; the DNC is so fjnorked up it couldn't find a dogcatcher candidate for Dogpatch. The 1% elites own the RNC and the RNC controls the vote. Everyone else is meat for the grinder. And now if you'll excuse me, it looks like it's time to take my meds.
I believe that trump was elected by people who wanted to see what a businessman or someone outside the beltway stew could cook up. I'm sure some people bought into the "drain the swamp" rhetoric. Plus he's a master of media manipulation -- the reincarnation of PT Barnum. Just look how he can redirect attention elsewhere whenever things start getting too warm. His followers believe what he tells them to believe, as they should. This is the age of ISIS, beheadings on youtube and an ever-increasing body count of Americans at the hands of their fellow citizens. People are desensitized, numb and overloaded and can't see the trap.
They need higher and higher doses just to get the buzz.
For me, the election is over. I want our elected representatives to start acting like leaders who aren't running for re-election. That's not possible, with the possible exception of John McCain who now, sadly, is the definition of "short timer".
It took Dennis miller a couple more decades to recapitulate the sentiment, though done much more realistically IMO:
"You know, folks, the day an unemployed ironworker can lay in his Bark-a-lounger with a Fosters in one hand and a channel flicker in the other and fuck Claudia Schiffer for $19.95, its gonna make crack look like Sanka."
And they may well ask, why climb the highest mountain? Why, 35 years ago, fly the Atlantic?
you left out "why does Rice play Texas?"
Good eyes. I did. I probably should have inserted something (I don't know what) to indicate the removed content which seemed more confusing in the current context.
I wanted to get a feeling for speaking style and vision.
JKF, 12-Sep-1962:
We set sail on this new sea because there is new knowledge to be gained, and new rights to be won, and they must be won and used for the progress of all people. For space science, like nuclear science and all technology, has no conscience of its own. Whether it will become a force for good or ill depends on man, and only if the United States occupies a position of pre-eminence can we help decide whether this new ocean will be a sea of peace or a new terrifying theater of war. I do not say that we should or will go unprotected against the hostile misuse of space any more than we go unprotected against the hostile use of land or sea, but I do say that space can be explored and mastered without feeding the fires of war, without repeating the mistakes that man has made in extending his writ around this globe of ours.
There is no strife, no prejudice, no national conflict in outer space as yet. Its hazards are hostile to us all. Its conquest deserves the best of all mankind, and its opportunity for peaceful cooperation may never come again. But why, some say, the Moon? Why choose this as our goal? And they may well ask, why climb the highest mountain? Why, 35 years ago, fly the Atlantic?
We choose to go to the Moon!... We choose to go to the Moon in this decade and do the other things, not because they are easy, but because they are hard; because that goal will serve to organize and measure the best of our energies and skills, because that challenge is one that we are willing to accept, one we are unwilling to postpone, and one we intend to win...
Trump, 11-Dec-2017:
The directive I’m signing today will refocus America’s space program on human exploration and discovery. It marks an important step in returning American astronauts to the moon for the first time since 1972 for long-term exploration and use. This time, we will not only plant our flag and leave our footprint, we will establish a foundation for an eventual mission to Mars and perhaps, someday, to many worlds beyond. This directive will ensure America’s space program once again leads and inspires all of humanity.
Beyond the basics, Kennedy had to request that Congress provide the funds and, as such, had to play preacher, cheerleader and salesman to make it happen. Trump seems less sensitive to the intricacies of politics, back-scratching and making deals; more of "I'm own this company. Do what I say".
A better use for my TENS unit. It ain't getting rid of the beer gut or hemorrhoids. I'm going to stick the pads to either side of my face and have it going during the interview. Could be interesting. I should probably use new pads too.
...If the liberals weren't so racist against Russians
"Russian" in this context is a nationality. While "Race" was once used to distinguish people by language, location or politics, that custom disappeared several hundred years ago. Perhaps the gulag's educational system has not kept up?
Sidenote: when I was a kid I was bombarded with talk about them "Ruskies" and "Commies" from hard-core Republican adults. They wished that General George Patton had continued fighting at the end of WW II and leveled Moscow.
":Name's Gilbert. J. Gilbert," she growled, flashing her credentials. It was the biggest I'd seen in at least a month. Large and hefty with a considerable diameter. I notice things like that. "Impressive" I said, scanning the badge for the name of her agency. "OZ BEEF EELS" I said slowly, almost to myself, trying to work over in my mind where the connection was. "You here looking for Glinda's electric cattle prod?" I smirked mockingly. "Can't help you there. And don't ask about the Ruby Slippers." I warned her, grounding my teeth to show I meant business. The Slippers caper was still too fresh in my memory, along with the ring of lipstick around my.... well, let's just say around my neighborhood, since the kids may be reading this.
"Prepositions and conjunctions are silent you moron" she spat back, rocking slowing up and down on the balls of her Christian Louboutin stiletto heels. "And it's pronounced OSBEELS. Like what I'm about to stick up yer OS if you give me any more B.". She paused to study me for any hint her threat had taken hold. I wasn't giving nothing away. She continued slowly "Oregon State Board of Examiners for Engineering and Land Surveying. We say who's got what and", smiling seductively, "how to measure it."
It was starting to come back to me now. Jarlstromburg, something Swedish like that. Wheat farmer. Refugee from that deep-freeze known as Minnesota. He had moved to Beaverton and taken up running red lights, playing with stopwatches and tweeting traffic patterns. To OSBEELS. Yea, that's it. Claimed he was an engineer. Everyone knew the real story. He had the hots for that agency dame. What was her moniker? Jenaire? Jenson? Jender? I went through a mental list. "Jenn" I whispered to myself.
"Whadda want? I'm still here". She was still there, tapping her toe impatiently and looking like she needed an answer to a question that hadn't been asked. "Jenn Gilbert" I said slowly, recalling the name from the badge she had tucked back into her Parfum bra. Underwire model, judging by the package. "Senior Inspector Jenn Gilbert" she corrected me, eyes narrowing to sans-serif. "And kicker of other people's asses" she added with a smile that can only come from someone that loves their work a little too much. She produced a slender Turkish cigarette out of nowhere and, voice softening considerably, looked at me and asked "Light me up, big boy?". I took it as sign we were about to talk business, and maybe other things, like what's a classy dame like you doing with a Saint Laurent alligator handbag, where was her driver, and did my breath still smell like plankton? I fished a trigger-operated MAP gas torch from my pocket and fired up her smoke. "My, you don't mess around do you" she sighed. "I like a man like that" and blew a perfect smoke ring toward my silk Thai stick tree. "My plants don't smoke" I cautioned her "but my underware does". I had to acknowledge the effect she was having on me. That seemed to relax her even more. She peeled off her tight Von Furstenberg blazer like a snake shedding it's skin, but with considerably less vomiting and flopping around. Her movement hypnotized me. By the time I came to she was seated on the leather exam table in the corner of my office. "You practicing without a license?" she asked, moving the leg stirrups out of the way. "Maybe we can do each other a favor" she breathed in a voice that would harden melted butter.
You should look up acceleration in the dictionary.
A car coming towards you at 20 MPH need not accelerate to squash you.
Hmm E=1/2 m*v^2. Suppose m is around 1500kg 20mph=8.94 m/s I believe all the units are correct, so multiplying that out yields about 60k joules of energy Terminal velocity is around 53m/s so assuming a 62kg human you get 87k joules of energy if you just went splat from an aircraft The first would assume you were between a car and a brick wall and you received all the energy which is an extreme case At any rate I suspect the 20mph one might be survivable as long as your thrown out of the way since your only getting a fraction of the available energy It could also easily be lethal or crippling.
Is there a moderation code for "mansplaining gone amok"?
I doubt if "free" means "commercial-free". I pay through the nose for Comcast, which means I'm paying to watch Mr Robot on USA. I've payed for that content, and yet I still have to endure the commercials. No fast-forwarding. That means I'm paying again with my time.
The next killer app will be a way for me to make Comcast, AT&T and others have to sit through 5 commercials in order to get my monthly check or payment. I sell those commercial slots and make a bit off each one.
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The current approach to "draining the swamp" is to hire the alligators or appoint them to cabinet positions.
I don't just print it, I wear it.
"thick crust of carbon-rich gunk" == Inter-stellar bugs on the windshield.
That rivals the rumored Ernest Hemingway short story: "For sale: Baby shoes. Never worn."
“Brevity" said Shakespeare, "is the soul of wit.” (Hamlet)
The last message should be something like "What hath God wrought", or an anagram of that like "Oh. Thwart what God hug".
Listen you whippersnapper. I may be old, but I've got sex hormones coming out my ass .....
Thanks for sharing. Bartender! Nightmares for everyone!
What is the official unit of measurement for scrotal elasticity? Centipeters per nude ton meater? Mega-hurts per furlong per light-year. Who will volunteer for the non-elastic (i.e. permanent deformation or fracture) measurements?
The emperor will not tolerate dissent.
This is kinda what it's like....
I learned a new word today. "metonym n. a word used in a metonymy." Make that 2 new words.
model aircraft owners are required to ... display a unique drone ID number at all times.
Flood the system with bogus drone IDs.
Am I the only one who thinks "The Bogus Drones" would be a good name for a group? Yea, Ok. time for meds again.
Why are you still stuck on Hillary? "Popular support"? What's there to support? A book tour? Sheesh. The election is over. Gone. Done. Past tense. Everyone with half a brain has moved on. Hillary is way, way out of the picture now and will only get further, except for people who to raise the Evil Hillary Boogity-Boo every five minutes. That woman is living in your head, rent-free.
On second thought, I'm in favor of the trump camp believing that Hillary is about to return and become Evil Queen of Amerika. Here she comes and she's after your guns! Look out! It's Hillary! Bengazzi! Uranium! Vince Foster!! Ooga-Booga! Meanwhile the DNC will quietly and efficiently prep a real candidate for 2020. I say this in jest of course; the DNC is so fjnorked up it couldn't find a dogcatcher candidate for Dogpatch. The 1% elites own the RNC and the RNC controls the vote. Everyone else is meat for the grinder. And now if you'll excuse me, it looks like it's time to take my meds.
I believe that trump was elected by people who wanted to see what a businessman or someone outside the beltway stew could cook up. I'm sure some people bought into the "drain the swamp" rhetoric. Plus he's a master of media manipulation -- the reincarnation of PT Barnum. Just look how he can redirect attention elsewhere whenever things start getting too warm. His followers believe what he tells them to believe, as they should. This is the age of ISIS, beheadings on youtube and an ever-increasing body count of Americans at the hands of their fellow citizens. People are desensitized, numb and overloaded and can't see the trap. They need higher and higher doses just to get the buzz.
For me, the election is over. I want our elected representatives to start acting like leaders who aren't running for re-election. That's not possible, with the possible exception of John McCain who now, sadly, is the definition of "short timer".
It took Dennis miller a couple more decades to recapitulate the sentiment, though done much more realistically IMO:
"You know, folks, the day an unemployed ironworker can lay in his Bark-a-lounger with a Fosters in one hand and a channel flicker in the other and fuck Claudia Schiffer for $19.95, its gonna make crack look like Sanka."
This is how the world ends. With a bang.
And a severely inflamed prostate.
And they may well ask, why climb the highest mountain? Why, 35 years ago, fly the Atlantic?
you left out "why does Rice play Texas?"
Good eyes. I did. I probably should have inserted something (I don't know what) to indicate the removed content which seemed more confusing in the current context.
Sail past Gibraltar and you fall off the edge of the world or get eaten by monsters. Known fact. Nicola Tesla never existed. Fake news.
JKF, 12-Sep-1962:
We set sail on this new sea because there is new knowledge to be gained, and new rights to be won, and they must be won and used for the progress of all people. For space science, like nuclear science and all technology, has no conscience of its own. Whether it will become a force for good or ill depends on man, and only if the United States occupies a position of pre-eminence can we help decide whether this new ocean will be a sea of peace or a new terrifying theater of war. I do not say that we should or will go unprotected against the hostile misuse of space any more than we go unprotected against the hostile use of land or sea, but I do say that space can be explored and mastered without feeding the fires of war, without repeating the mistakes that man has made in extending his writ around this globe of ours.
... We choose to go to the Moon in this decade and do the other things, not because they are easy, but because they are hard; because that goal will serve to organize and measure the best of our energies and skills, because that challenge is one that we are willing to accept, one we are unwilling to postpone, and one we intend to win ...
There is no strife, no prejudice, no national conflict in outer space as yet. Its hazards are hostile to us all. Its conquest deserves the best of all mankind, and its opportunity for peaceful cooperation may never come again. But why, some say, the Moon? Why choose this as our goal? And they may well ask, why climb the highest mountain? Why, 35 years ago, fly the Atlantic?
We choose to go to the Moon!
Trump, 11-Dec-2017:
The directive I’m signing today will refocus America’s space program on human exploration and discovery. It marks an important step in returning American astronauts to the moon for the first time since 1972 for long-term exploration and use. This time, we will not only plant our flag and leave our footprint, we will establish a foundation for an eventual mission to Mars and perhaps, someday, to many worlds beyond. This directive will ensure America’s space program once again leads and inspires all of humanity.
Beyond the basics, Kennedy had to request that Congress provide the funds and, as such, had to play preacher, cheerleader and salesman to make it happen. Trump seems less sensitive to the intricacies of politics, back-scratching and making deals; more of "I'm own this company. Do what I say".
Total waste of a first post bro.
Fine. Try this ...
More often than not, reading or responding to ACs is the definition of "total waste". 'Cept when I post anonymously. That is pure fjnorking poetry.
A better use for my TENS unit. It ain't getting rid of the beer gut or hemorrhoids. I'm going to stick the pads to either side of my face and have it going during the interview. Could be interesting. I should probably use new pads too.
Oh...and Ironically, the world's first all-electric cargo ship is being used to move coal.
Like an op-ed written by a self-righteous ninth grader.
Wait till he finds out that the ships used to transport lithium-ion batteries are fueled by elephant tusks and rhino horns.
Designing the system to cook people would be more effective ...
Or almost cook. It worked for the Cubans. At least that's what I'm guessing they used.
...If the liberals weren't so racist against Russians
"Russian" in this context is a nationality. While "Race" was once used to distinguish people by language, location or politics, that custom disappeared several hundred years ago. Perhaps the gulag's educational system has not kept up?
Sidenote: when I was a kid I was bombarded with talk about them "Ruskies" and "Commies" from hard-core Republican adults. They wished that General George Patton had continued fighting at the end of WW II and leveled Moscow.
"Prepositions and conjunctions are silent you moron" she spat back, rocking slowing up and down on the balls of her Christian Louboutin stiletto heels. "And it's pronounced OSBEELS. Like what I'm about to stick up yer OS if you give me any more B.". She paused to study me for any hint her threat had taken hold. I wasn't giving nothing away. She continued slowly "Oregon State Board of Examiners for Engineering and Land Surveying. We say who's got what and", smiling seductively, "how to measure it."
It was starting to come back to me now. Jarlstromburg, something Swedish like that. Wheat farmer. Refugee from that deep-freeze known as Minnesota. He had moved to Beaverton and taken up running red lights, playing with stopwatches and tweeting traffic patterns. To OSBEELS. Yea, that's it. Claimed he was an engineer. Everyone knew the real story. He had the hots for that agency dame. What was her moniker? Jenaire? Jenson? Jender? I went through a mental list. "Jenn" I whispered to myself.
"Whadda want? I'm still here". She was still there, tapping her toe impatiently and looking like she needed an answer to a question that hadn't been asked. "Jenn Gilbert" I said slowly, recalling the name from the badge she had tucked back into her Parfum bra. Underwire model, judging by the package. "Senior Inspector Jenn Gilbert" she corrected me, eyes narrowing to sans-serif. "And kicker of other people's asses" she added with a smile that can only come from someone that loves their work a little too much. She produced a slender Turkish cigarette out of nowhere and, voice softening considerably, looked at me and asked "Light me up, big boy?". I took it as sign we were about to talk business, and maybe other things, like what's a classy dame like you doing with a Saint Laurent alligator handbag, where was her driver, and did my breath still smell like plankton? I fished a trigger-operated MAP gas torch from my pocket and fired up her smoke. "My, you don't mess around do you" she sighed. "I like a man like that" and blew a perfect smoke ring toward my silk Thai stick tree. "My plants don't smoke" I cautioned her "but my underware does". I had to acknowledge the effect she was having on me. That seemed to relax her even more. She peeled off her tight Von Furstenberg blazer like a snake shedding it's skin, but with considerably less vomiting and flopping around. Her movement hypnotized me. By the time I came to she was seated on the leather exam table in the corner of my office. "You practicing without a license?" she asked, moving the leg stirrups out of the way. "Maybe we can do each other a favor" she breathed in a voice that would harden melted butter.
You should look up acceleration in the dictionary.
A car coming towards you at 20 MPH need not accelerate to squash you.
Hmm E=1/2 m*v^2. Suppose m is around 1500kg 20mph=8.94 m/s I believe all the units are correct, so multiplying that out yields about 60k joules of energy Terminal velocity is around 53m/s so assuming a 62kg human you get 87k joules of energy if you just went splat from an aircraft The first would assume you were between a car and a brick wall and you received all the energy which is an extreme case At any rate I suspect the 20mph one might be survivable as long as your thrown out of the way since your only getting a fraction of the available energy It could also easily be lethal or crippling.
Is there a moderation code for "mansplaining gone amok"?
I doubt if "free" means "commercial-free". I pay through the nose for Comcast, which means I'm paying to watch Mr Robot on USA. I've payed for that content, and yet I still have to endure the commercials. No fast-forwarding. That means I'm paying again with my time.
The next killer app will be a way for me to make Comcast, AT&T and others have to sit through 5 commercials in order to get my monthly check or payment. I sell those commercial slots and make a bit off each one.