Sometimes funny, sometimes thoughtful, always a good time
Boy, I was all concerned that the Pentagon’s TIA (Total Information Awareness) system was going to cause privacy issues for me. But it turns out it won’t. The Pentagon has renamed the system; now it’s called TIA (Terrorist Information Awareness). I guess that means it’ll just collect information about terrorists.
No worries, then.
As if we didn’t already have the most popular yard in the neighborhood (almost a quarter-acre of grass), we cracked out the 14-foot trampoline the other day. Almost instantly the neighborhood kids were over to try it out… and it was funny to watch a half-dozen little bodies trying to coordinate their bouncing so no one got launched into orbit.
Of course, the sad part is that in today’s world having a trampoline is almost an open invitation for a lawsuit. I’m waiting for the first time someone takes a dive and breaks an arm or something. Sigh…
Isn’t it odd that the phrase “quite a few” means a lot… not a few?
Sort of like “inflammable” meaning the same thing as “flammable”, I suppose.
Seen on the Net:
“Having a smoking section in a restaurant is like having a peeing section in a swimming pool.”
Amen.
Seen on Slashdot:
“No matter where you go, there you are… about a block from Taco Bell.”
Whenever I have the need to send a test e-mail message– one that I never want to see again, or one I use to sign up on some lame web site that requires an e-mail to register, I always use the same address:
god@heaven.org
Very clever, eh? (Heaven would be a non-profit organization, hence the .org extension.)
I always felt a little bad for the guy who owned heaven.org, because he would be getting all these random e-mail messages from whoever I happened to sign up with today. But then I checked the domain registry, and it turns out heaven.org isn’t owned by anyone!
Now I’m wondering if I should buy the domain, and what I might put there. The mind reels…
Isn’t human nature fascinating?
Today I was driving along and I saw the guy in front of me toss his half-finished cigarette out the window onto the road. Now, this is a guy who probably wouldn’t think of tossing his candy wrapper on the grass at the park, but he doesn’t think twice about tossing cigarettes all over the streets.
By the same token, I wouldn’t walk into a music store and shoplift a CD. Yet I download digital music all the time and don’t really think twice about it.
And Laralee’s example: most people don’t dare run a red light, but have no trouble pushing the speed limit by 5 or 10 miles per hour.
Interesting, isn’t it?
Great bumper sticker:
“If this sticker is blue, you’re driving too fast.”
(The sticker is red, of course.)
By now most people have heard the story of the $780 million in cash
stashed in various places around Baghdad (including, of all places, a
dog pound). It’s certainly an interesting tale, and it has apparently
raised an interesting question: whose money is it?
Lt. Colonel Philip DeCamp, the commander of the tank battalion that
occupies the Republican Palace, asserts, “this money belongs to the
U.S. government.”
Lt. Mark Kitchens of Central Command says instead, “all money found is
the property of the Iraqi people.”
I agree with the latter, and find it intriguing that anyone would think
otherwise. It should be fun to see if the U.S. government attempts to
take the money as its own…
One of the greatest songs ever recorded by mankind:
U2’s “I Still Haven’t Found What I’m Looking For”.