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Tuesday, August 30, 2005
Saturday, August 27, 2005
Friday, August 26, 2005
Thursday, August 25, 2005
Mugged
The part of the encounter that hurt the most was not the beating or the humiliation of being robbed, but the fact that such callousness and lack of compassion could exist in the world. Cuts heal and bones mend but the knowledge that people could turn off, or worse never have developed, empathy and kindness produces a deep malaise that threatens to engulf me. That people could be so selfish that inflicting pain on others was somehow acceptable for no other reason than it provided a brief monetary gain makes me yearn that I had not nurtured empathy.
What made it worse was they weren’t even real.
What made it worse was they weren’t even real.
Wednesday, August 24, 2005
Tuesday, August 23, 2005
Monday, August 22, 2005
Sunday, August 21, 2005
Saturday, August 20, 2005
Friday, August 19, 2005
Sin City to Brisvegas
The Seer say: The journey of a thousand mile begin at airport with more runs than a ski resort!
Sin City -> Brisvegas
Damn you schnitzel sanger that which I had for lunch! Damn public loos to the hell of comunal bogs!
Thursday, August 18, 2005
The Seer Saw It All
You must understand, dear reader, that The Seer may be omnipotent and omnipresent (I am standing….right behind you!), but when he reads about dohickies that turn Microsoft Word into The Seer’s own personal blogging publishing devicerama-mibob, he calls immediately for Chas. The Seer does not sully his hands with the work of a peon.
“Make it work, damn you, damn peon” The Seer asks politely of Chas.
“Just downloading it now”, Chas utters in his soooo-Buddhistly calm you can tell he is about to throttle a puppy to death with its own tail due to the simmering under the surfaceness way.
“FASTER! MUSH!”, The Seer quietly urges.
Chas explodes in a tirade of expletives against Google and Microsoft (he may have said Poogle and Mycuntsoft, but The Seer does not condone swearing. The Seer has been everywhere and seen everything and swearing bores The Seer). Chas ponders why Outlook cannot be open while The Seer uses Word to blog. The Seer would explain it to him, but fears his feeble peon mind is not ready. The reason really is a doozy.
Chas explodes in a tirade of expletives against The Seer. Chas explains that it is logically impossible to be both omnipresent and omnipotent. If one was everywhere at once, they would be everyone at once. If everyone at once was omnipotent, then everyone would know everything and this is clearly not the case.
Poor Chas, I haven’t the heart to tell him he’s the only one.
“Make it work, damn you, damn peon” The Seer asks politely of Chas.
“Just downloading it now”, Chas utters in his soooo-Buddhistly calm you can tell he is about to throttle a puppy to death with its own tail due to the simmering under the surfaceness way.
“FASTER! MUSH!”, The Seer quietly urges.
Chas explodes in a tirade of expletives against Google and Microsoft (he may have said Poogle and Mycuntsoft, but The Seer does not condone swearing. The Seer has been everywhere and seen everything and swearing bores The Seer). Chas ponders why Outlook cannot be open while The Seer uses Word to blog. The Seer would explain it to him, but fears his feeble peon mind is not ready. The reason really is a doozy.
Chas explodes in a tirade of expletives against The Seer. Chas explains that it is logically impossible to be both omnipresent and omnipotent. If one was everywhere at once, they would be everyone at once. If everyone at once was omnipotent, then everyone would know everything and this is clearly not the case.
Poor Chas, I haven’t the heart to tell him he’s the only one.
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