Thanks, dude... I wrote that because I was way too tired at work to do any work and I was hoping someone would like it. It totally made my day to see that you enjoyed it!
I have a PS3 right now, and I'll go ahead and disagree that this is all ugliness (and worse) to be ashamed of. Our waiting was totally something that I will be proud to tell children and everyone else about a decade from now. Everything about the experience (except being tired today) was spectacular. Note, all temperatures are in F and 30 is a girl.
I live in Joplin Missouri and we ranked to get about 36 PS3s for the town. I didn't plan on being in line because I heard about others planning to be in line on Monday. It turns out Wed night me and two buddies drove by and no one was there. We frantically rushed to get supplies (as the forecast predicted lows in the twenties) and rushed back to Best Buy. I was there first and promptly sat down next to the door. A few minutes later some other guy stood next to me and said, "I guess I'm 2". In the next fifteen minutes five other people showed up and we started assigning numbers. Everyone was very amiable and pleased to be where they were in line. This continued as if the PS3 Bat Signal had been shown. We were all cold but terribly excited and chattering as if meeting new friends on the first day of school - we all had new names, the number we were assigned. Once the numbers reached the low teens it was decided that we should write your name on your hand and keep track on our "PS3 Line Starts Here" sign how many people were in line. This was a great deal of relief as the line's form no longer mattered much and anyone approaching was immediately greeted with a new name printed clearly on their hand.
The next day was awesome. A lot of us called in vacation days at work - the true sign that we were all-in at this point. I called in some reinforcements from work to bring coffee and hot chocolate out to us. The sun came out and everything warmed up such that we only need two layers rather than four. Frisbee and football ensued in the unused portion of the parking lot between Best Buy and our newly christened bathroom field. We anxiously awaited the opening of the pizza places and by eleven 3, 9, 10 and I were splitting a pie. 9 had driven over an hour to get to this Best Buy and even had a noble cause. He had a new born son that was born prematurely and the money he is going to make will go to some of the medical bills. There is much talk amongst everyone about how much our prizes will go for. It looks like only 12 (aka Tank) will keep his. In addition to our formal names some, as in any good workforce, got nick names quickly, Tank and Candyman most notably. Candyman downed no less than a quart of Whoppers for breakfast to earn his.
It's getting warmer and people are showing up to visit and restock us with supplies, "This is easy time" I declare often. A Joplin Globe reporter is the first news on the scene and we happily rant and solve all the world's problems while he snaps candid shots of us. The sun and warmth are enjoyed with more Frisbee, but they fade quickly. No matter. As the sun goes down and early risers start getting off work TV crews start to come and talk to us. The first I admit pompously, "I'm doin' it all for the money, and sure I'm exited about the PS3 launch because of all the bank it's going to deliver for me." The second I profess my love for hardcore gaming and explain how the time between when I get off work on Friday and the following Monday morning will be one marathon gaming session, "...in fact I'm contemplating a catheter." The third promises to be live. I plan with 3 and 9 how I can declare either political or charitable goals. To bad, there was no time. Oh yeah, that's because the live feed only lasts long enough to show off the two story movie that some of the low 20s are projecting on the East wall of Best Buy. This was our movie theater. Where there lights on that side ruining our screen? Yup, luckily the same entertainment MacGyver's brought an extension ladder and trash bags to prevent that. Did I mention, tons of visitors? Yup, people came out of the wood work to visit, to call, to bring
Intelligent Design, at its most basic level, asks that with all the beauty, wonder, and astounding perfection that make up the physical world around us, and indeed the science itself which proves it to be more and more elegant as time goes on, might there possibly be a force that surpasses our understanding that has allowed for, or caused, its, and our, creation? Is this provable? Nope. Is it a scientific theory? Nope. Will it ever be? Nope.
Does it hopefully have a place in humanity's honest questions about why we're here? I'd hope so.
I truly hate for intelligent design to get away with anyone thinking it is as glorious as all that. Equally disappointing would be anyone thinking it is just another name for creationism. Its not creationism, it is publicity against evolution.
The rub of intelligent design lies in the fact that any mention of it, positive or negative, is desirable. The motivation is not scientific or philosophical debate, it is mere publicity. I'd say its freakin' successful. After all, I told numerous people about it.
Careful quoting movies... you could end up charged with felonies like Joe Lipari.
Thanks, dude... I wrote that because I was way too tired at work to do any work and I was hoping someone would like it. It totally made my day to see that you enjoyed it!
I have a PS3 right now, and I'll go ahead and disagree that this is all ugliness (and worse) to be ashamed of. Our waiting was totally something that I will be proud to tell children and everyone else about a decade from now. Everything about the experience (except being tired today) was spectacular. Note, all temperatures are in F and 30 is a girl.
I live in Joplin Missouri and we ranked to get about 36 PS3s for the town. I didn't plan on being in line because I heard about others planning to be in line on Monday. It turns out Wed night me and two buddies drove by and no one was there. We frantically rushed to get supplies (as the forecast predicted lows in the twenties) and rushed back to Best Buy. I was there first and promptly sat down next to the door. A few minutes later some other guy stood next to me and said, "I guess I'm 2". In the next fifteen minutes five other people showed up and we started assigning numbers. Everyone was very amiable and pleased to be where they were in line. This continued as if the PS3 Bat Signal had been shown. We were all cold but terribly excited and chattering as if meeting new friends on the first day of school - we all had new names, the number we were assigned. Once the numbers reached the low teens it was decided that we should write your name on your hand and keep track on our "PS3 Line Starts Here" sign how many people were in line. This was a great deal of relief as the line's form no longer mattered much and anyone approaching was immediately greeted with a new name printed clearly on their hand.
The next day was awesome. A lot of us called in vacation days at work - the true sign that we were all-in at this point. I called in some reinforcements from work to bring coffee and hot chocolate out to us. The sun came out and everything warmed up such that we only need two layers rather than four. Frisbee and football ensued in the unused portion of the parking lot between Best Buy and our newly christened bathroom field. We anxiously awaited the opening of the pizza places and by eleven 3, 9, 10 and I were splitting a pie. 9 had driven over an hour to get to this Best Buy and even had a noble cause. He had a new born son that was born prematurely and the money he is going to make will go to some of the medical bills. There is much talk amongst everyone about how much our prizes will go for. It looks like only 12 (aka Tank) will keep his. In addition to our formal names some, as in any good workforce, got nick names quickly, Tank and Candyman most notably. Candyman downed no less than a quart of Whoppers for breakfast to earn his.
It's getting warmer and people are showing up to visit and restock us with supplies, "This is easy time" I declare often. A Joplin Globe reporter is the first news on the scene and we happily rant and solve all the world's problems while he snaps candid shots of us. The sun and warmth are enjoyed with more Frisbee, but they fade quickly. No matter. As the sun goes down and early risers start getting off work TV crews start to come and talk to us. The first I admit pompously, "I'm doin' it all for the money, and sure I'm exited about the PS3 launch because of all the bank it's going to deliver for me." The second I profess my love for hardcore gaming and explain how the time between when I get off work on Friday and the following Monday morning will be one marathon gaming session, "...in fact I'm contemplating a catheter." The third promises to be live. I plan with 3 and 9 how I can declare either political or charitable goals. To bad, there was no time. Oh yeah, that's because the live feed only lasts long enough to show off the two story movie that some of the low 20s are projecting on the East wall of Best Buy. This was our movie theater. Where there lights on that side ruining our screen? Yup, luckily the same entertainment MacGyver's brought an extension ladder and trash bags to prevent that.
Did I mention, tons of visitors? Yup, people came out of the wood work to visit, to call, to bring
"50,000 pieces of spam to 1.2 million people" Is that 50,000 pieces to each person? 50,000 total seems pretty lame.
I truly hate for intelligent design to get away with anyone thinking it is as glorious as all that. Equally disappointing would be anyone thinking it is just another name for creationism. Its not creationism, it is publicity against evolution.
The rub of intelligent design lies in the fact that any mention of it, positive or negative, is desirable. The motivation is not scientific or philosophical debate, it is mere publicity. I'd say its freakin' successful. After all, I told numerous people about it.
I'm not seeing it till 7:45, but I figure I'll skip some work just on principle.