Posted on 06/28/2010 12:43:57 PM PDT by DagonofAlbion
I deposit the Risk into the account of a dummy finance company for management, called the republican party.
Then, I deposit the damage into the account of a dummy corporation for control, called the democratic party.
I leave all the bible belt religions as spoilers, or third parties; putting them down as department store chains. To stave off the profit into the mints money burning facility, to insure that the money is worthless in terms of pragmatic value, and is only practical believed values.
And the Black market is pimped as bad but, even losing even your kindeys in a hotel bathtub on a drunk, is a value laundering scheme...
Thank you all for your input and participation!!!
Shahrazad
The refutation is simple: I like to take advantage of the lesser minds around me. Remember that personality test we all took? Mine came out Mastermind, of course.
You minions are so easily confungled.
Darks must be lurking. That last digit ‘1’ was a typso.
Mine came out Mad Scientist, but thanks to the warning I was able to tone it down to Mad Engineer and, having achieved that, thence to Technical Committeeman. In which I can be immensely more destructive than ever before but you'll never be able to pin any of it on me. *\;-)
(In reality mine came out Bureaucrat but it took me over three decades to find my true calling as Technical Committeeman. In which I can be...)
There is a fine line I do not wish to cross.
You may know that I think all the important inventions were thought up by lazy people. That’s clearly the motivation for inventing; “There’s got to be an easier way!”
But I don’t want to be so foolish as to put a lot of energy into it. You know what I mean?
This pertains to social situations too. I’m an idea person. I’ll give you the ideas, and you can run with them.
If this eventually redounds to my benefit, so much the better. But the important thing is that I don’t run myself ragged implementing solutions that I think up.
I’m just an idea guy.
Don’t disagree with you on inventing, but the patent system adds a not-insignificant incentive. (As one of the two names on a patent a long time ago... a concept quite valuable at the time but mostly rendered out-of-date by subsequent technological advances.)
I guess I should patent my inventions.
My grandfather had a patent. He build a milk container with a bag around it that would sweat water. This would keep the milk cooler. But around 1935 the Rural Electric Administration (REA)and refrigeration put a dent in his sales.
I thought it would be convenient if typewriters had a buffer of, say, ten keypresses before they actually struck keys to paper. Then an experienced typist could have erased the wrongly struck key instead of having to fuss with erasers and other correction methods.
Typing used to be not dissimilar from typesetting.
I guess you all know what happened. Time eroded the value of my idea. Other techniques and technologies made it obsolete.
Good thing, too. It wouldn't have lasted long.
Time is eroding my other ideas too. But some of them still have currency. And you never know what I may come up with next. I'm very inventive. It's the plus side of being lazy.
Good morning.
Good Morning!
“It’s gonna be a sparkling day! Sparkling!” (Last Starfighter)
I saw that.
It’s going to be a muddy day here. Maybe we’ll go to the Post Office. Or The Salvation Army.
Morning has broken,
I didn’t do it!
Blackbird has spoken,
It’s not my fault!
(Mad Dawg)
Good morning! 81 degrees and sunny, with some ominous clouds already building over Lake Park. When Frank wakes up from his nap, we’re going to the PO, from whence the Package Bunneh will bring you a book, a very small frog, and some Anoreth artwork.
The Letter Bunneh with take a life insurance premium to the Knights of Columbus.
When I awoke at 5:30, it was 90 degrees outside. Today, it will only get 20 degrees hotter.
(Did you add any flies to the box so the frog will survive?)
I love teh Package Bunneh!
My friend is coming for spaghetti dinner tonight, and I really don’t feel like cooking. Nausea, dontchaknow. But his birthday is Sunday, and I can’t go there, so this is what it is. :o|
What I really wanted to do was spend most of the day organizing my documents (again) and trying to see what else I need besides page protectors. A good filing system would help, but I only know two kinds without going to college to learn others, so I’ll just have to muddle through.
“That would be a legitimate reason. Not a smart reason, but legitimate.”
I joined MENSA because I was in the NFL and now run a oil drilling company. I am a big jock, basically. I talk slow, be it Spanish or English.
People assume because I am very large, wear a cowboy hat and dirty boots, and am still an active weightlifter that I am stupid.
I deal with pinheads from NYC all the time worried about their wells.
It gives credibility.
I don’t talk much especially around people I don’t know, and even, often, around people I do know. As a result, two husbands figured I was “cute and dumb.” They don’t now.
But I understand camoflage when I see it. ;o]
4th Class, so it’ll probably be a 3-legged bunneh.
I sympathize - I have to cook when I don’t feel good, too.
When you don’t feel good, you can always do the slow-cooker pork roast....microwave baked potatoes....leaves...that way, everyone can pretty much fend for themselves, except for the little guys.
I seldom have to cook, so sometimes, I resent having to do it, even though I invited someone. It just depends on how I’m feeling when it comes time to do the deed. I may not feel as good as I felt when I did the inviting.
*sigh*
That works if you’ve planned in advance on not feeling well ;-). Sometimes you’ve planned something labor-intensive, and that’s all you’ve got the ingredients for. In an emergency, I can text DP and he can get takeout!
Not that I’m poorly now ... and we already have chicken-something in the crockpot. Chris sent over bags of chips, and the kids are outside eating them. I suppose I should put Frank’s shoes on and take him out to share. He likes chips.
Once Tom gets home, all extraneous food products will be sent back to the source with the vague implication that they’re trying to injure him with overfeeding!
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