July 2005 Archives
I enjoy math, physics, logic, and things of that nature. I doubt that is any surprise. Frequently I hear people say that, with respect to effort or an amount of work, that they're going to give it 110%. Not only is such an activity unlikely, but impossible. P.S. They're stupid (and lazy).
I'm not sure why people make up names. They invent them, as if there were a shortage of names. They put letters together in some fashion, and call it a name. Nobody has ever heard it before, but apparently the parents seem stuck on the name, not realizing the pain in the butt that name will be to the child later in life.
I'm not athletic. I have to do something to keep up my pear-shaped figure. Despite these things, I LOVE to watch the Tour de France. I watch it each day I can. I record each of the legs, and analyze things for myself. I truly enjoy it. I am, in no way, very well versed on cycling in general. I have not watched any other race besides the Tour de France (maybe just for 5-10 minutes, but nothing like the Tour). So, throwing caution to the wind that somebody who knows lots more about cycling than I do will read this review, please allow me to elaborate on why I really enjoy the sport and admire a certain man named Lance Armstrong.
Emails get sent out all the time which announce a variety of things. A new deal with ________ a company-wide notice about ________ and organizational announcement about somebody who got ________ new position. It could really be anything. What never ceases to amaze me is just how stupid some people are when it comes to such wide-spread emails.
Some birthday presents suck. For the most part there are two types of people who give these type of gifts - the bad gift giver & the good gift-giver who is taking a trip down good intentions lane (but stumbles down bad delivery lane). Let's investigate this one a bit.
R, R, R-E-D-L, A, A, A-N-D-S, R-E-D-L-A-N-D-S, Gooooo Redlands! I can understand some energy in a couple things. I've got no beef with the concept of a cheerleader. They're a person designated to lead some cheers, or cheering in general. If there is no cheering to lead, then some cheering should be initiated. Okay, so a large majority of these people happen to be female, and for the most part they seem to be chosen from the "popular" crowd and happen to be probably more on the better looking side of the scale… but that's not what I'm aiming at here. They could be purple people eaters for all I care, but some of their moves they perform are just beyond me.
As Sherlock Holmes would say, "It's elementary." Sure, we've finished grammar school, and middle school/junior high, and probably high school. Just because many people aren't actively pursuing a formal education doesn't mean that they should forget some of those lessons taught so very early in their learning careers. The difference between can and may is as simple as ability and permission. Let's break it down.
Why do people say "Good Morning" back to a speaker when they're told the same at the beginning of a speech? From what I understand, it's not like we're part of an infomercial."And do you know what else it can do?" (with the crowd responding) "What else can it do?!". Unless there is some sort of prior agreement to respond as an audience member, do the rest of us a favor, and shut it.
I love dogs. I grew up with a Yorki, he was a little older than I was and died when we were both twelve. After that my parents owned a Shih Tzu, a Bichon Frise and now my wife and I own a Boston Terrier.