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Yet another tedious, drink sodden round of pointless and instantly forgettable social events is past.
Just one more to avoid entirely then it is back to business. Can't wait!
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Are you saying you're being forced to drink?
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He is being forced to drink and perform certain acts under duress? These acts are on the internet? Really?! 
And all this time I thought he was just a wanna be weather man. You never really know someone. 
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Grow a backbone mate. Any one that would forsake you for refusing to go can elephant right off - try it, it's a liberating experience.
Unless of course, you just prostitute yourself for the money.
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Family and all that, you know, you have to show up.
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I refuse to acknowledge Christmas, Easter and any other consumer driven event - they were not designed with me in mind.
We can’t stop here, this is bat country - Hunter S Thompson RIP
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Here, fixed it for ya:
Munchies_Matt wrote: Family and all that, you know, you I have to show up.
And that my friend, is another place we differ. First time in 5 years I felt like it and indeed, bothered, this time - went because I wanted to and had more fun than everyone else, except my miniature nephew. 
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enhzflep wrote: Here, fixed it for ya:
What do you think you have fixed?
enhzflep wrote: had more fun than everyone else, except my miniature nephew.
Good for you.
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Munchies_Matt wrote: What do you think you have fixed?
Ha, ha. Very funny. The part I fixed was the bit you chose to omit - the part in which I changed the "you" to an "I" - since you were writing it, it need to say "I have to go to" rather than the "you have to go to" - I so can't be bothered with this, especially since, based on your nonsensical other posts at times I can't be sure if you're just being thick or think you're being funny. What the elephant ever. 
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Touché! 
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We could use 'one' too, the problem is it makes one sound like a pompous twat. 
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Apple apologises [^]
I'm waiting when Lenovo would announce theirs for their notebooks. (non-thinkpads)
Starting to think people post kid pics in their profiles because that was the last time they were cute - Jeremy Falcon.
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YOU should apologize, for posting such music in this fine forum!!
... such stuff as dreams are made on
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slow day...
Caveat Emptor.
"Progress doesn't come from early risers – progress is made by lazy men looking for easier ways to do things." Lazarus Long
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Applogies?
In Word you can only store 2 bytes. That is why I use Writer.
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I really like APOD - been following it for years - but I'm often disappointed by the number of repeats/reposts they have. This one, for example, M78, has been used dozens of times over the years - either this exact photo or ones very similar. Given the huge database of photos available to them (and, as we all know, "Space is big. Really big.") there's not much excuse.
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Agreed, I guess they're like a radio station, repeat the popular/pretty ones and remakes (re-colored/zoom in/outs).
Or is it being PC? the most spectacular scenes are nearly always the result of extreme violence.
Signature ready for installation. Please Reboot now.
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And yet I love them all just the same.
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"When the members of the Frontiers of Science discussed physics, they often used the abbreviation "SF." They didn’t mean "science fiction," but the two words "shooter" and "farmer." This was a reference to two hypotheses, both involving the fundamental nature of the laws of the universe.
In the shooter hypothesis, a good marksman shoots at a target, creating a hole every ten centimeters. Now suppose the surface of the target is inhabited by intelligent, two-dimensional creatures. Their scientists, after observing the universe, discover a great law: "There exists a hole in the universe every ten centimeters." They have mistaken the result of the marksman’s momentary whim for an unalterable law of the universe.
The farmer hypothesis, on the other hand, has the flavor of a horror story: Every morning on a turkey farm, the farmer comes to feed the turkeys. A scientist turkey, having observed this pattern to hold without change for almost a year, makes the following discovery: "Every morning at eleven, food arrives." On the morning of Thanksgiving, the scientist announces this law to the other turkeys. But that morning at eleven, food doesn’t arrive; instead, the farmer comes and kills the entire flock Liu, Cixin | The Three-Body Problem (Remembrance of Earth’s Past) [^], also see: [^]
Bill the Obscure's version: A drunken wild turkey stumbled into a farmer's barn on the day sacred to the four-headed god, Mashup, when the rite of "Happy Meal" was being observed. The farmer ... prohibited from killing anything other than one, or more, of his wives on this holy day ... poured out his best corn, and the turkey ate until he could barely waddle away back into the forest.
The turkey went back to his flock ... who all marveled at this obvious miracle: only in their dreams had they ever seen a fat turkey ! When this overstuffed turkey described the farmer, the barn, the scrumptious repast of corn: all the turkeys fell flat on their bellies, wings outstretched in supplication ...
Thus began the religion of the farmer, and the next day all the turkeys followed the (now hungover) prophet of their new religion into the farmer's barn.
The farmer locked them in the barn, quickly built a large pen outside for them, then herded them from the barn into the pen ... he seized the turkey-prophet by his neck, and called out: "Wives two, and three ... bring a knife; we'll eat this one today, praise be to Mashup."
The other turkeys congratulated their newfound prophet on his glorious fate ... if they began to feel cramped in their crowded pen, began to feel famished because only a handful of old corn that reeked of mildew had been thrown in their pen ... well, some explained that as a test of their faith; some said that the acts of a god never make sense in terms of turkey weltanschauung; others said they were receiving deserved punishment for what they had done wrong ... although not one turkey could define what "wrong" was.
One turkey loudly proclaimed that after they had been killed and eaten by the farmer and his wives they would become gods, and live in a land of corn with no need for feathers to fly. This turkey was proclaimed the new prophet by acclimation.
The rest of the story ? You already know it.
«While I complain of being able to see only a shadow of the past, I may be insensitive to reality as it is now, since I'm not at a stage of development where I'm capable of seeing it.» Claude Levi-Strauss (Tristes Tropiques, 1955)
modified 29-Dec-17 3:34am.
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Or, to make it short, people start inventing explanations when they have nothing better.
I have lived with several Zen masters - all of them were cats.
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Unfortunately, the two dimensional creature builds their "science" using what's now called "deep learning" technologies by the three dimensional one (the farmer) first, they didn't found the "truth" along the way ...
modified 30-Dec-17 2:43am.
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So, my wife came home from running errands yesterday, and handed me a 4k UHD dvd ("Passengers"), and says, "Let's watch it on our new TV!"
I informed her that we don't have the necessary hardware to watch a 4k (or even normal) Blu-Ray DVD, so guess what I had to order today.
A new home theater receiver and a 4k DVD player.
It looks like I'll be neck-deep in electronics stuff in four-six days...
".45 ACP - because shooting twice is just silly" - JSOP, 2010
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You can never have too much ammo - unless you're swimming, or on fire. - JSOP, 2010
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When you pry the gun from my cold dead hands, be careful - the barrel will be very hot. - JSOP, 2013
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