A New Week
This week I promised to post my paper on the Eradication of Absent-Minded People. I will still post it this week, just not today. It is four pages long, and still in a rough draft format. Meaning, that years later, as I am reading through it, I have noticed many bugs, and typos, that I don’t want the rest of the world to see. I need to bust out the trusty white-out, and go to town! Maybe come Wednesday or Thursday, you will be able to enjoy the show.
As I was searching for the above paper, I came across a lot of other things that I have written. I had forgotten that over the years I had collected so much. Hardly any of it is worth posting, but it does show that I have written. It shows that I can use my mind for things other than world domination. This is good, because my wife and I were arguing that the other day.
Saturday night, we were at a party. A good friend is moving away for a time. He is 29, single, and a work-a-holic. (Sorry dude, I had to say it.) He is a very good writer. He has written a paper that generalizes most women to a point where men can truly understand them. There is nothing in the paper that degrades woman in any way. The paper only gives men a better understanding of how women will view the same situation differently than a man. This paper has received great acceptance by well over 200 different women. All like it, except for one.
At the end of the party, the only one to express any dislike to the paper went off. The only arguments she could come up with were semantics. She argued over the wording, and not the thoughts. She hated the fact that he had nailed her down, and had to find some way of disproving him. It was rather humorous watching her get all worked up, and not able to exact her revenge. The confrontation ended, no shedding of blood, and we are all still friends. You know why we are all still friends? Because it did not matter at all. It was not a life and death situation. It was one person’s thoughts written down on paper. That’s it. Thoughts. No action ever took place other than writing those thoughts down. I love America! We can voice our opinions, and no one goes to jail. No one has to die for saying they hate this or that. And then we can disagree with them, and it is ok.
I’m in a mood today. I hope a certain previously mentioned nincompoop leaves me alone today. I see too many possibilities today where violence may be the only option.
As I was searching for the above paper, I came across a lot of other things that I have written. I had forgotten that over the years I had collected so much. Hardly any of it is worth posting, but it does show that I have written. It shows that I can use my mind for things other than world domination. This is good, because my wife and I were arguing that the other day.
Saturday night, we were at a party. A good friend is moving away for a time. He is 29, single, and a work-a-holic. (Sorry dude, I had to say it.) He is a very good writer. He has written a paper that generalizes most women to a point where men can truly understand them. There is nothing in the paper that degrades woman in any way. The paper only gives men a better understanding of how women will view the same situation differently than a man. This paper has received great acceptance by well over 200 different women. All like it, except for one.
At the end of the party, the only one to express any dislike to the paper went off. The only arguments she could come up with were semantics. She argued over the wording, and not the thoughts. She hated the fact that he had nailed her down, and had to find some way of disproving him. It was rather humorous watching her get all worked up, and not able to exact her revenge. The confrontation ended, no shedding of blood, and we are all still friends. You know why we are all still friends? Because it did not matter at all. It was not a life and death situation. It was one person’s thoughts written down on paper. That’s it. Thoughts. No action ever took place other than writing those thoughts down. I love America! We can voice our opinions, and no one goes to jail. No one has to die for saying they hate this or that. And then we can disagree with them, and it is ok.
I’m in a mood today. I hope a certain previously mentioned nincompoop leaves me alone today. I see too many possibilities today where violence may be the only option.
posted by Elvenbane at 7:40 AM
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