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"you don't eat cheese and you don't eat pie. You are f**king defective I am sending you back." _ Brittney
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November 27, 2003
November 26, 2003
Soapbox time again kids.
"'Master' and 'slave' computer labels unacceptable, officials say" - CNN
Now listen to uncle Dan very closely. If the term someone uses for something is not offensive to that thing, leave it alone. The English language is not you own personal statement about the world. A language should not be political corrected. Anytime you make someone else stop using a term or type of language based on you views that is censorship. Now I am not talking about standing on a street corner and call people names. That is not about language or freedom of speech that is about manners and those people should be ok to smack. What I am talking about is being offended about the use of a word.
In this case the words are ‘master’ and ‘slave.’ Not used as an insult, but to describe the relation of two computer components. As in this is a master hard drive and this one is a slave. Does the hard drive feel bad that it is a slave, probably not. Now would I be hurt if you call me a ‘slave,’ not sure it depends on why you are calling me that. You see it is the intent of the use of the word that matters.
It is demeaning you say. I think it is demeaning that I am forced to have my world relabeled in someone else point of view. I endured the ‘politically correct’ movement in collage. When I had a paper marked a full grade down because I used the term waitress instead of the gender-neutral version server in reference to a female who brought a drink to a character in a short story. Now I refused to change the wording, because I feel it is demeaning to remove gender from the language. So I accept the consequences.
So am I sexist? Well yes and no. Gender is important, if you do not think so try describing your self, without using gender, race, or age. It is easy right? Now do you think someone could find you in an airport with this description? You see it is part of who we are, and the really great news is that none of that is bad. It is only how you treat others that matter. If you use these terms to hurt others then you should be smacked! If you try to ban these terms to oppress others… you should be smacked.
November 24, 2003
Kate, the cute.
I have been very remiss in posting pictures of the new addition to my world. As you may remember this is My best friend Beth and her daughter Kate.
Beth is doing great, her and Brian are very blessed.
How can you not think Kate is adorable?
P.s. Beth if you read this I promise I will come visit soon
November 20, 2003
The drive to work
It is time I talk about the new Job. The new job is working for a company that does work for the National Cancer Institute. The three people we work with at the National Cancer Institute have three different goals. One wants to give cancer researcher more information then they had access to last year, one wants to revolutionize the way cancer researcher is done, the last goal has a number … 2015… it is to eliminate human death and suffering from caner by the year 2015. That is 12 years from now. This evening I found out my Aunt Bunny has cancer. She is very sick. I told my first dirty joke to Bunny. She tormented me by making me explain all the dirty words. Imagine a 7-year-old Dan try to explain what I meant by the word dick. You see Bunny is bulletproof, she is that relative that is larger then life. Now she has this thing, that I spend all day reading about. She will not be around 12 years from now to see if I help make it happen. How do you go to work tomorrow and not think about that.
November 18, 2003
'DO NOT EAT!' this post
Well Christmas is coming and it is that time again. Eggnog? No, it is dangerous toy time! The first thing is I am not a big toys are dangerous person. If a kid finds a rock and hits another kid with it, it is NOT the rocks fault. If that happens it is time to introduce someone to cause and effect in the realm of society. I think if a child is physically able to use a tool, and understands how it works then let them use it. School shootings have nothing to do with GI Joe action figures. People who think that are avoiding thinking about the why. But back to the subject, Dangerous Toys!
Once again the morally upstanding world of product liability lawyers has come up with a list of dangerous toys. Guess who is on the top of the list… that is right the most popular toy, not made by a major manufacture. The Yo-Yo Waterball, this spin on the old yo-yo is apparently the number one danger to our kids. The big worry is of strangulation injury. Apparently the Spanish need not have invented the garrotte, just wait for the local toyshop to stock yo-yos.
I say we start mounting spikes and blades on cribs and see what children live. The ones that do are better able to survive in the world. These supper smart babes could develop the ability sense danger on their own. Maybe even be able to play in open fields with out safety mats. Child strangulation injury could be a thing of the past! They may even learn that cut and scraps do not kill you. Running and playing may even be things we want kids to do again.
So I say lets market dangerous toys! Heres to you waterball!
November 17, 2003
Funny Pic
Ok this qualifies as a 'look.' I am one goofy humanbeing.
QOD
This was a very fun weekend. Much trouble was caused and fun had. But of all the hilarious things said this has to be the out of context quote of the weekend.
"I took my pants off and put on thigh high leather boots and you are going
to shower with Novie!" -Linnea
Remember this is way out of context!
November 14, 2003
first we show up, then we see what happens
Kelly has this theory about me at bars. It goes something like this… if I would make eye contact girl would walk up ant talk to me… because I am not creepy. Now this has been a subject of much debate between the two of use. So on Wednesday while at the Blue October and Social Burn show I tested it out.
This is what I found. I spent the night being relaxed, having fun and made eye contact with girls I thought were cute. The result was at two point girls, I did not know, either smiled back or actually talked to me. I would not call myself the new hotness, but much better then I normally do in that environment.
As it happens I had sushi with Kelly last and had a chance to do a little post experiment debrief. This is where it gets really funny. Over Halloween she and a couple of girl friends went out bar hopping. She found her self in a meat market moment. As she walked though the bar she used her go glassy eye and avoid looking at any boys to evade the horde of men trying to make the much-vaunted eye contact. It hit her some of these boys my not be creepy… much like me. But still you cannot take the risk in a place such as this.
So she now says do the eye contact thing unless you are in an area where targets are scarce then do not. This is getting very complicated. So of you want to meet women, you need to find a place where few other men are but lots of women who want to men are? I think I am going back to the accepting I am not good at this and leave it at that.
November 13, 2003
Wednesday Night, Blue October show.
I had a delightful time. The band Blue October is great, they are a punk addiction-recovery. Angry, deep, thoughtful and reflective are the emotions pour out to the beat of runaway train. The band plays with the feeling and honesty of someone who has been though the shit. Needless to say I like them a lot.
The company was very charming. Linnea, Karen (the ‘roommate’ not ‘destroyer of lives’ or ‘evil anti’), and myself went down to Gypsy Tea Room together and meet Topher and a friend of his whose name escapes me. Linnea is always a blast to hang out with; she is smart, funny and a total babe (sorry Glenn but it is true.) Karen the roommate, first let me see if I got this right, she is not Linnea’s roommate but she was and now that is her name and they give me grief about my friends not having ‘real’ names. She was a lot of fun. Linnea said it was a weird mix of personalities, but I liked it.
While at the show I remember I really liked going to see bands play. I have not done it as much as I want to. It is something I need to do more of. The only problem is that I cam home smelling of smoke.
November 12, 2003
Dangerous Abbreviations
At work someone emailed me list of dangerous abbreviations. No joke these are things that you should not abbreviate. For instance in medial records using MS as an abbreviation for morphine sulfate. This can be confused with magnesium sulfate. This brings up an example. I was chatting with my brother Dean and he dropped the line “POS…” me not being hip to the lingo thought it meant “piece of sh*t.” Oh not so as I found out. Dean was up visiting Mom. This term mean Parent(s) Over Shoulder. So as I started to tell Dean about going down to TRF this weekend to chase girls… Oops. The 'I' stands for instant right?
November 08, 2003
bla bla bla
I have done something very wrong in my life.... I was reading a document today and it had this in it:
1 cagcacttac attaagaaaa ttggctacaa ccccgacaca gtagcatttg tgccaatttc
61 tggttggaat ggtgacaaca tgctggagcc aagtgctaac atgccttggt tcaagggatg
121 gaaagtcacc cgtaaggatg gcaatgccag tggaaccacg ctgcttgagg ctctggactg
181 catcctacca ccaactcgtc caactgacaa gcccttgcgc ctgcctctcc aggatgtcta
241 caaaattggt ggtattggta ctgttcctgt tggccgagtg gagactggtg ttctcaaacc
301 cggtatggtg gtcacctttg ctccagtcaa cgttacaacg gaagtaaaat ctgtcgaaat
361 gcaccatgaa gctttgagtg aagctcttcc tggggacaat gtgggcttca atgtcaagaa
421 tgtgtctgtc aaggatgttc gtcgtggcaa cgttgctggt gacagcaaaa atgacccacc
481 aatggaagca gctggcttca ctgctcaggt gattatcctg aaccatccag gccaataagc
541 gccggtatgc ccctgtattg gattgccaca cggtcacatt gcatgcaagt ttgctgagct
601 gaagggacac acgattgatc ggcgttctgg taacaaagct ggaagatggc ctaaattctt
661 gaagtctggt gatgctgcca ttgtgatatg gttcctggca agccatgtgt gttgagagct
721 tctcagacta tccaacttgg ctcggttggc gggcgcgaaa tgagacgacc gtgcgggggg
781 gtccaccaca ccacgggcca ccaagcggtg gaccggccag gtcccaatgc ccaa
and not only did I not question what the heck does that mean, I accually thought to myself "I glade they put that in there." If you think you know what this is... you get extra points by naming the what it is.
Songs about God
Linnea made a post on LJ... not that I read LJ, blogers and LJ do not mix after all. ;) Her post was about songs lyrics about God. Since I have not posted lyrics of the man in a while here you go.
"If It Be Your Will" - Leonard Cohen
If it be your will
That I speak no more
And my voice be still
As it was before
I will speak no more
I shall abide until
I am spoken for
If it be your will
If it be your will
That a voice be true
From this broken hill
I will sing to you
From this broken hill
All your praises they shall ring
If it be your will
To let me sing
From this broken hill
All your praises they shall ring
If it be your will
To let me sing
If it be your will
If there is a choice
Let the rivers fill
Let the hills rejoice
Let your mercy spill
On all these burning hearts in hell
If it be your will
To make us well
And draw us near
And bind us tight
All your children here
In their rags of light
In our rags of light
All dressed to kill
And end this night
If it be your will
If it be your will.
Leonard Cohen writes the most from his soul...
November 06, 2003
Geek Dating.
Wow... this is so true, I keep having to check if I was really on MSN.
The movie thing is very true... I remeber having many a 'talk' about having seen a movie before I went with my girlfreind. To us it does not matter, we will see it as many times as we can.
November 05, 2003
Out of it.
I have been in a very blue mood ever since the move. It is not do to the new place. The new place rocks. It is not because of leaving the old place, it was the house of plagues. It is that I have had time to think. I miss her, and I get angry ever time I think about something she did that made me smile. The worst thing is that I lost the person I talk to when I was angry or sad at the same time. Well that is not true I lost her before. I know it will be all right; the sun does not go away forever. Replacing a best friend is going to take awhile.
November 02, 2003
Moving Day
Moving day is here and I am so not ready. Novie is on his way over and I am being frantic. sigh.