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Dave Kreskowiak wrote: Holy sh*t, I feel old right now.
Hey, "feeling old" is way better than the alternative!
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Feeling young?
I wanna be a eunuchs developer! Pass me a bread knife!
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Not feeling anything!
Anyway, you know what the say: "You're as old as the lady you feel"
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OriginalGriff wrote: Not feeling anything! I'd settle for that.
Where's my robot body and jet pack?
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They say that your only as old as the woman you feel (other sexual preferences are available at all good outlets) so, technically, I'm ageless!
I am not a number. I am a ... no, wait!
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Just sitting here with my 2 month old niece sleeping in my lap for the past hour. This is truly what life is all about.
Within you lies the power for good - Use it!
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If it's not broken, fix it until it is
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Absolutely!
Get me coffee and no one gets hurt!
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Amen! So why are you online?
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Life? Don't talk to me about life! The first twenty years was the worst. The second twenty years was the worst too. After that things went into a bit of a decline!
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Yep, that is life, enjoy it as Long you can I failed to realize it, and that hurts.
modified 19-Jan-21 21:04pm.
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Indeed, these are the moments (I think) we (should) treasure the most.
Everything else we do that supports our ability to have these moments is a (very) distant second or third. It's interesting to look at the events which help us to realize this.
Enjoy life and help others to do the same - everything else is just smoke and mirrors at best or entirely irrelevant at worst.
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Stories like this just make me want to sing "It's a Wonderful World"
New Yorker "Excellent Sheep" March 26: [^]
Roneker was at the Bronx Equestrian Center, the temporary home for her sheep and one mischievous rooster, which had stowed away in the truck from the farm. She was preparing for the dress rehearsal, to take place that evening. The sheep, largely a mix of Dorset and Romanov breeds, brought their own costumes: six inches of fleece each. "Anybody that was shedding fleece didn’t come," Roneker said. Her own outfit: insulated Carhartt overalls and a varsity sweatshirt from Cornell, where she threw shot put, weight, discus, and hammer while studying agronomy.
... From the bleachers built at one end of the armory’s vast drill yard turned performance space, only a slight whiff of the barnyard betrayed the ovine presence. Then, just shy of an hour and a half into the piece—which features helium-powered zeppelins, wildly gyrating light installations, and a vast, ingeniously employed scrim—the sheep materialized, drumming hoofs first. They moved as one, in a swirling huddle, like a slow-moving satellite image of a tornado’s path. As a white blimp floated overhead, illuminated from within, an occasional sheep would raise its head to gaze at it in a way that seemed almost visionary.
For twenty minutes, the sheep circulated—an insomniac’s dream sequence—then disappeared as mysteriously as they had arrived. (No rattling bucket this time!) Loaded onto the trucks, they were ferried back to the Bronx."
«The truth is a snare: you cannot have it, without being caught. You cannot have the truth in such a way that you catch it, but only in such a way that it catches you.» Soren Kierkegaard
modified 25-Mar-16 22:35pm.
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New Yorker? Never herd of it!
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Baa! I herd it on the grape avine..
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Duncan Edwards Jones wrote: avine
Too much imbibing from the fermented juice of the fruits of a vine, perhaps? Sheeps is ovine!
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Pfft... sheep are divine.
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9082365 wrote: Sheeps is ovine!
Oops - I'll get my goat..
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The farmer probably got paid more for that than she gets for a year of hard graft to help feed her fellow man.
Wonderful indeed.
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So, first of all, they open e-mails with attachments from unknown sources.
Then they open the attachments in e-mails from unknown sources.
Then they allow macros to run in these attachments to e-mails from unknown sources...
Did they not get the 40,000 memos?
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They must have gotten the memos, but for reasons unknown they did not listen! Maybe they were curious to see if the threat was real - who knows. You will always have at least one sunshine who just won't listen.
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I do not agree with the line "If none of us paid the ransom, these guys would go out of business."
These people are mostly in third world countries and have nothing, including a business, to begin with. If this "opportunity" dries up, they will just switch to another crime.
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Surely you are not suggesting that their victims should pay them?
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