Doom Shepherd

Ever since I had a roof leak in my living room, I have been plagued by dreams of huge water leaks in buildings - work, my parents' house, my grandmother's house, and unknown places. It's really quite annoying, especially since the leak has been fixed. Also, last night I had a dream about having a knock-down drag-out argument over religion with my father. Which is pretty much the least likely thing that would ever happen.

Okay, that last bit was a llittle much. Fixed. But clearly, the anon who came up with the previously quoted message is ignorant of social insects AND has no idea what "post-scarcity" actually means. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Post_scarcity You can't have a post-scarcity economy, because we haven't INVENTED most of the stuff we would need for it yet (and incidentally, invention is and has always been primarily driven by a desire for profit.) In fact, if the economy collapses the way they seem to want it to, what will result will be EXTREME scarcity, exactly the opposite of what is intended. This fact is the biggest insult here is this anon's insult to intelligence. I recognize no ethical obligation to respect or tolerate such... rather the reverse, actually.

And the only thing I didn't already own was the screwdriver.

OH! I KNOW THiS ONE! THE ANSWER IS: "Mr. Madison, what you've just said is one of the most insanely idiotic things I have ever heard. At no point in your rambling, incoherent response were you even close to anything that could be considered a rational thought. Everyone in this room is now dumber for having listened to it. I award you no points, and may God have mercy on your soul." {Okay, that last bit I deleted... was a bit over-the-top.}

... THAR SHE BLOWS!

Been a long time since I did a pic. The first one I posted was from like 2005. So okay, here's me from this past Halloween: The Nth Doctor.

When I was a little kid, I believed that if I ran fast enough downhill I could break the lightspeed barrier. And that there was a secret room in the public library where the librarians lived and slept at night. Also that my father was Mirror Universe Spock.

Theme Song? That's my cue! "Free-Man, Free-Man, Does whatever a physicist can. Shoots a headcrab In the face Crawls thru vents All over the place Look out, here comes the Free-Man. He can run He can shoot He's got a badass HEV-Suit Can he grapple With a hook? No, he doesn't have that, you dork. Heads up, he is the Free-Man. With a crooooowbar He will cave in your head, Chased by zoooooombies, What is this, "Left 4 Dead!?" Free-Man, Free-Man, Not as friendly as Spider-Man, By Marines He is feared They're just jealous Of his beard. To him, This fucking job is bullshit Somebody else can do it, He's getting out of heeeeeere!" Please, no applause, just throw money.

VP might be good. I've always said I'd prefer to be the Spock to someone else's Kirk, or in Tropes terms, The Lancer to someone else's The Hero. On the other hand, being so close to the big chair could tempt me to go all Grand Vizier on someone.

We're making it up as we go along, with a couple folks throwing in random nonsense. Which is an excellent example of how religions actually form.

I was gonna post something incredibly witty and insightful, and yet totally random, right here. Had it all written up and everything. Five paragraphs of sheer brilliance. But screw it. You get this instead.

"Wanted Fan" from "Fallen Angels" by L. Niven, J. Pournelle and M. Flynn Wanted fan in Luna City, wanted fan on Dune and Down, Wanted fan at Ophiuchus, wanted fan in Dydee-town. All across the sky they want me, am I flattered? Yes I am! If I could just reach orbit, then I'd be a wanted fan. Wanted fan for mining coal and wanted fan for drilling oil, I went very fast through Portland, hunted hard like Gully Foyle. Built reactors in Seattle against every man's advice, Couldn't do that in Alaska, Fonda says it isn't nice. Wanted fan for plain sedition, like the singing of this tune. If NASA hadn't failed us we'd have cities on the moon. If it weren't for fucking NASA we'd at least have walked on Mars. And if I can't make orbit, then I'll never reach the stars. Nader's Raiders want my freedom, OSHA wants my scalp and hair, If I'm wanted in Wisconsin, be damned sure I won't be there! If the E-P-A still wants me, I'll avoid them if I can. They're tearing down the cities, so I'll be a wanted fan! Wanted fan on Chthon and Sparta and the Hub's ten million stars, Wanted fan for singing silly in a thousand spaceport bars. If it's what we really want, we'll build a starship when we can; If I could just make orbit then I'd be a wanted fan. Wanted fan for building spacecraft, wanted fan for dipping air, Sending microwave transmissions, building habitats up there. Oh the glacier got us last time, next time we'll try to land! And when the Ice is conquered, it'll be by wanted fans. And when the stars are conquered, it'll be by wanted fans!

Banned for not getting a room. Sheesh!

Not if it's as easy or easier to defraud a huge service that doesn't particularly pay much attention to hhow and where its money is being spent as it is to defraud an involved individual who is keeping track of every dime. Step 1. Charge government for high-grade steel piping. Step 2. Actually install cheapest crap you can find. Step 3. PROFIT. (This is why your freedom is actually increased when you can do these things for yourself - defrauding yourself is kinda difficult.) So hey, lets pay for training classes that will teach the woman to repair her own plumbing. Then not only will she save money, but she has a marketable skill. In fact, let's make Basic Home Repair a required part of a high-school education. It can replace/supplement Home Ec. / Shop (which in my school wasted our time making napkinholders and low-quality folded tin flour scoops, instead of teaching us useful things like how to plaster and spackle or build a set of shelves.) 'Cause most of that repair bill is going to be for "labor," anyway. That's the BEST place to pad a bill.

Okay... 01001001 00100000 01100001 01101101 00100000 01110100 01101000 01101001 01101110 01101011 01101001 01101110 01100111 00101110 00100000 00100000 01001010 01110101 01110011 01110100 00100000 01100001 01110011 00100000 01100001 00100000 01100011 01101111 01101101 01110000 01110101 01110100 01100101 01110010 00100000 01110111 01101111 01110101 01101100 01100100 00101110 Or 49 20 61 6d 20 74 68 69 6e 6b 69 6e 67 2e 20 20 4a 75 73 74 20 61 73 20 61 20 63 6f 6d 70 75 74 65 72 20 77 6f 75 6c 64 2e Or we could get into the complex chemical reactions that take place in certain regions of the human brain which, while not fully analyzed YET, will eventually be expressible as such.

All fear the mighty powers of the Golden Calculator!!!

The phrase for that is "no evidence." If it can't be expressed in figures, it's an opinion.

Banned because wombats.

That's a "we have just discovered a new thing we share, it's time for sexy makeouts" moment! What are you doing HERE???

Banned because google+Wikipedia=knowledge on tap. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Clannad_(visual_novel) vs. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Clannad

Banned for not being the same Clannad as the one Enya was in.

Well, perhaps the idea that the subconscious is making rational decisions before the conscious does should tell you that it's not unpredictable and crazy. But I have to consciously suppress like 80% of the thoughts and actions it enters into my head to take. So is that my rational awake side suppressing the crazy subconscious decisions... or the rational subconscious deciding to suppress the crazy conscious side? Well, they say that your dreams allow the subconscious to express itself... but if that's so then that's just more evidence that my subconscious is crazy, given the general recurring themes of my dreams. I mean, it's not like I sit on a throne of bones atop a hill of the dead and dying while [DATA EXPUNGED] a dozen or so [DATA EXPUNGED] to [DATA EXPUNGED] until they die... and then [DATA EXPUNGED] the bodies... in real life.

I'm not even supposed to BE here today!

"The thing standing in the way of your dreams Is that the person having them is you."

Well that bothers me because everything my subconscious shows me seems to indicate that it's unpredictable and crazy violent.