Question of the Day
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Summer's over? I'm always running behind these days. Too much stuff to do, so little caffeine. I do welcome the change, though.
It was yesterday. But not for me!!!! Instead, I had to suffer all summer in a little cube and push paper around on my desk. And now I get to do it for the rest of my life!!!!
(unless of course, my little health club idea takes flight ...)
(unless of course, my little health club idea takes flight ...)
Question of the Day:
What is the weirdest flavour combination you've tried that actually ended up tasting good?
For me it's peanut butter and mustard. Try it on toast, it's surprisingly good.
What is the weirdest flavour combination you've tried that actually ended up tasting good?
For me it's peanut butter and mustard. Try it on toast, it's surprisingly good.
Beef jerky sandwiched between salt and vinegar potato chips. I discovered it on a long road trip.
9/10 Dr. Pepper, 1/10 Sprite.
Another weird combo I discovered by accident is the taste you get with A1 steak sauce + diet pepsi. I wouldn't suggest you seek it out, but I remember it had an interesting taste.
Another weird combo I discovered by accident is the taste you get with A1 steak sauce + diet pepsi. I wouldn't suggest you seek it out, but I remember it had an interesting taste.
Spam and anything mixed with it is just simply awesome!!!.......Sorry, my Southern roots got the best of me
I'll have your spam. I love it. I'm having spam, spam, spam, spam, eggs, baked beans, spam, spam, spam and spam.
kate did say to carry on without her this week, so let's do a new question:
What's the worst thing you ever did to a friend or they ever did to you?
Mine would be my best friend trying to hook me up with his (then) girlfriend's hairy, ugly, skanky, feminazi friend.
What's the worst thing you ever did to a friend or they ever did to you?
Mine would be my best friend trying to hook me up with his (then) girlfriend's hairy, ugly, skanky, feminazi friend.
I slept with my Best Lesbian friend Ex, a few times. She is still mad at me to this day. Only because it was a first a true love.
Ummmmmm.......am i allowed to say when one of my friends.......:cough:Jonas:cough:.......gave me and one of my best friends a taste of his hot sauce that he said wasn't too potent.....yeah, my ass, it was hot as fire, i was breathing fumes for weeks...........(if anybody reads this and thinks "other" thoughts, you can save them for when Spuds comes out of the closet).......Don't you edit this, you little smurt
Question of the Day: It's been 5 years today for 9/11 how do you feel about it now?
I myslef really think it should become a national holiday. If not then thats bogus, we all should get this day off.
I myslef really think it should become a national holiday. If not then thats bogus, we all should get this day off.
Dude, if anything this day should inspire you to work harder! Those people were murdered for being part of a democracy. You should honour them not by slacking off, but by working to build a better democracy!
I remember every single moment of that day, so I five year milestone doesn't seem to change much except I am a bit taken aback about how much time has passed. I remember that I woke up later than I had wanted to because I had been planning on visiting the Borders bookstore in the World Trade mall that morning before work (in fact, my clock read 8:45 when I woke up...about the time the first plane struck). I rushed to get ready and walked out the door. When I got to the intersection of Houston Ave and Ave A, I saw the top of the North Tower on fire. My cell phone wasn't getting a signal, so I stopped at a payphone close to my subway stop to call my roommate to take a different route to work (he took the PATH from WTC at the time) because it looked like there was some kind of fire.
When I got to my subway stop, an MTA worker informed us that both towers had been hit and that it is now being assessed as a terrorist attack. The train would only take us as far as City Hall, a few blocks north of the Towers and where I worked (Chase Manhattan Plaza). I got out at the last stop and walked towards work to see what was going on. People were staring up at the horror of people jumping, of people waving things from the windows. Clumps of people were encircling radios and TV's. I proceeded down to my office and found that it was being evacuated, so drawn by some dark curiosity I walked down Liberty Street to about Broadway when I policeman caught my attention. He screamed at me to leave the area breaking me out of my trance. I started back home, and when I got back to the City Hall area someone shouted that one of the buildings was falling. We all ran in a near panicked, yet oddly careful, fashion. The station was full of people trying to get onto trains heading out and the Brooklyn Bridge was filled with a streaming mass of people. I decided to trudge the mile or two back home as well. I was so much in shock that I hadn't realized that the other tower had fell by the time I reached my apartment.
There it was impossible to contact friends and loved ones as the phone lines were all jammed (both landline and cellular). My internet connection worked, however, and a friend of mine in Worcester, MA was somehow lucky enough to get in touch with me on my cell phone. I had him call my mom for me because I couldn't get through. My roommate went out and bought some beer and we proceeded to drink ourselves into a stupor. I also received an email from my boss (I hadn't heard from anyone at work until that evening) asking how much work I could do from home. I deleted the message, and I have not forgiven him for that to this day.
When I got to my subway stop, an MTA worker informed us that both towers had been hit and that it is now being assessed as a terrorist attack. The train would only take us as far as City Hall, a few blocks north of the Towers and where I worked (Chase Manhattan Plaza). I got out at the last stop and walked towards work to see what was going on. People were staring up at the horror of people jumping, of people waving things from the windows. Clumps of people were encircling radios and TV's. I proceeded down to my office and found that it was being evacuated, so drawn by some dark curiosity I walked down Liberty Street to about Broadway when I policeman caught my attention. He screamed at me to leave the area breaking me out of my trance. I started back home, and when I got back to the City Hall area someone shouted that one of the buildings was falling. We all ran in a near panicked, yet oddly careful, fashion. The station was full of people trying to get onto trains heading out and the Brooklyn Bridge was filled with a streaming mass of people. I decided to trudge the mile or two back home as well. I was so much in shock that I hadn't realized that the other tower had fell by the time I reached my apartment.
There it was impossible to contact friends and loved ones as the phone lines were all jammed (both landline and cellular). My internet connection worked, however, and a friend of mine in Worcester, MA was somehow lucky enough to get in touch with me on my cell phone. I had him call my mom for me because I couldn't get through. My roommate went out and bought some beer and we proceeded to drink ourselves into a stupor. I also received an email from my boss (I hadn't heard from anyone at work until that evening) asking how much work I could do from home. I deleted the message, and I have not forgiven him for that to this day.
I've always been fairly detached from the events because they happened so far away from where I live. Where I live, the events of the outside world seem like they might as well be happening on another planet. That's the impression that I get from people at least. No one's concerned about terrorism or any of that. I guess about the only world-changing event that is in progress here is a Walmart being built, heh.
I remember I was in a college English class in my senior year of high school when the principal came in to every class room and instructed the teachers to turn on the news. Students really didn't talk much about it that day. Then I remember talking with a bunch of guys after school in a parking lot, about what happened. No heated exchanges, just calm thoughts. It was a strange moment.
I remember I was in a college English class in my senior year of high school when the principal came in to every class room and instructed the teachers to turn on the news. Students really didn't talk much about it that day. Then I remember talking with a bunch of guys after school in a parking lot, about what happened. No heated exchanges, just calm thoughts. It was a strange moment.
scoops said:
Now what i'm about to say I do hope none of you will kill me for this. The only reason I say it should be a holiday is because So many ppl were affected buy it, and that nobody really cares (work wise) of that. You can't take the day of work and think your boss will allow it because of what happened 5 years ago. 9/11 did not affect me in anyway. I skipped school that day and went over to a friends house I watch the first plane go in and then the second. I was like WOW Damn, then I said ok tired of looking at this time to play MGS ( I didn't have PS2 then) There has been much talk over the news about this day and what not, but come on some ppl moved on some did not even care. Either make this a holiday or not, I know tradgedies suck balls.............Katrina...............But it was in the past move on and don't dewll on it it only brings you down. Look foward to a better day and lets party.
I'm not going to kill you Prince, but what you write you do without understanding the scope of what happened to those of us who either witnessed the events firsthand, or lost someone directly to the attacks.
Since then, whatever your beliefs on the matter, America and the world has plunged into conflict and our vulnerabilities have been exposed. Whether it is Katrina or September 11th, it isn't a simple task to stop dwelling on scars that have yet to fully heal as repercussions of the event continue to echo out into the future.
Sorry, Prince, but in this case you really DON'T know that these tragedies "suck balls". To you it was some dramatic television, and luckily, you were far removed from it. I can't simply just drop the fact that 2,800 people were murdered in front of my eyes and say, "well, that was a loooong five years ago...time to forget." IT WAS ONLY FIVE YEARS AGO! It's not like the Titanic back in 1916, Prince. People overcome by smoke in the fires were jumping, bodies were torn to shreds by the explosion and rained down the streets below, and a mountain of concrete and steel came rumbling down and chased thousands and thousands of people in horror away from carnage that resembled a small-scale nuclear strike...two days after I turned 25 years old. I am only 30 now.
Sure, I don't let it run my life, and I enjoy being alive. However, I think about that day a lot, and I think about the way the world has spun into a frenzy of violence and pain. In 1993, a carbomb was set off under the World Trade Center killing six people. Radical Islamic terrorists attacked again only 8 years later. We went to war with the Taliban of Afghanistan. We went to war in Iraq. Iran threatens with Nuclear ambitions. North Korea already has Nuclear weapons. Somalia, Lebanon, Israel, etc. If you think this is done and over with, and that somehow these events don't effect you as an American (high gas prices = high costs for all things...taxes pay for the war effort/taxes pay for Medicare/taxes have been cut...how do we pay for both?/), Prince, it may mean you need to rethink about your place in the world.
Don't mean to jump down your throat, but you need to read this and read up. Apathy will lead to greater and greater tragedies someday.
Since then, whatever your beliefs on the matter, America and the world has plunged into conflict and our vulnerabilities have been exposed. Whether it is Katrina or September 11th, it isn't a simple task to stop dwelling on scars that have yet to fully heal as repercussions of the event continue to echo out into the future.
Sorry, Prince, but in this case you really DON'T know that these tragedies "suck balls". To you it was some dramatic television, and luckily, you were far removed from it. I can't simply just drop the fact that 2,800 people were murdered in front of my eyes and say, "well, that was a loooong five years ago...time to forget." IT WAS ONLY FIVE YEARS AGO! It's not like the Titanic back in 1916, Prince. People overcome by smoke in the fires were jumping, bodies were torn to shreds by the explosion and rained down the streets below, and a mountain of concrete and steel came rumbling down and chased thousands and thousands of people in horror away from carnage that resembled a small-scale nuclear strike...two days after I turned 25 years old. I am only 30 now.
Sure, I don't let it run my life, and I enjoy being alive. However, I think about that day a lot, and I think about the way the world has spun into a frenzy of violence and pain. In 1993, a carbomb was set off under the World Trade Center killing six people. Radical Islamic terrorists attacked again only 8 years later. We went to war with the Taliban of Afghanistan. We went to war in Iraq. Iran threatens with Nuclear ambitions. North Korea already has Nuclear weapons. Somalia, Lebanon, Israel, etc. If you think this is done and over with, and that somehow these events don't effect you as an American (high gas prices = high costs for all things...taxes pay for the war effort/taxes pay for Medicare/taxes have been cut...how do we pay for both?/), Prince, it may mean you need to rethink about your place in the world.
Don't mean to jump down your throat, but you need to read this and read up. Apathy will lead to greater and greater tragedies someday.
Question of the Day:
Where have all the gamers gone? What happened to the burgeoning community that MyGamer once was?
I think Bowser kidnapped them.
Where have all the gamers gone? What happened to the burgeoning community that MyGamer once was?
I think Bowser kidnapped them.