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You know, next February the TV stations are only going to transmit ones and zeros. Here’s a PSA to make sure you’re ready.
The wonderful Miss Phlegmfatale just posted about a chihuahua of her acquaintance. That triggered a memory of a tale told by a fellow I used to work with.
Way back in the 50s during what this guy referred to as the Eisenhower depression (dude only ever pulled the voting machine lever with his left hand, if you get my drift) and he was between refinery jobs he was pumping gas at a local service station. For those who are too young, a service station was where you went to buy gasoline and an attendant pumped the gas, checked your oil and cleaned your windshield. All for about 21.9 cents per gallon at the time of this tale. And you could get an oil change, wash job, flat repair, etc while you were at it. Amazing, huh? And it may well have looked a bit like the photo on the left. But since I remember the location, probably not and it definetly wasn’t a Union 76 station. We didn’t have them in Houston. But I digress.
Anyway, gas pumping dude said there was an elderly couple who came in every week and filled up. Mrs. Elderly was always holding the chihuahua. One day as my friend was wiping the windshield with a chamois the dog had it’s forelegs on the dash and was barking and raising hell and chasing the chamois as my friend was rubbing the windshield. He said Mrs. Elderly looked away for a moment and he lifted the chamois about 6 or 8 inches off the glass and then suddenly slapped it back down. He thought the damn dog was going into cardiac arrest. Scared the crap out of him but as Mrs. Elderly turned her head back to see what had frightened her baby, he was looking away and whistling like nothing had happened.
Just curious. Have you ever seen a chihuahua that wasn’t a pure pain in the ass? At least to everyone except the person who fed it?
Goin’ for over easy, sausage and grits this morning.
One of the guys over on Martini’s BBS let us know he was about to get his first scope job. Here’s a thoughtful little poem posted by another of the posters.
Bob, this board’s thinkin’ of you
as the trip to sick bay you make.
And along with our thoughts, concern and our prayers
we hope these few words you will take.
A colonoscopy is a simple procedure
and not one you should ever abhor.
The doctor will, with a very small camera,
go where no man has gone before. (hopefully)
It’s pictures he’ll take and it’s pictures you’ll see,
and we’re sure there will be no surprise.
But we would like to place our order now
for 5 of the 8 X 10’s and fifty of the wallet size.
But really Bob, our prayers are with you.
Just our way of saying we care.
Just keep that in mind, and all will be fine
as you lay there with your ass in the air.
A poem by Skids
ps: for those that are interested in stats, this post is #500. How ’bout dat?
Oh wait, he may be one of ‘em. Has that question ever been truly answered? I think not.
In 2050, your lover may be a … robot
MAASTRICHT, Netherlands (AFP) – Romantic human-robot relationships are no longer the stuff of science fiction — researchers expect them to become reality within four decades.[/quote]Philip K. Dick predicted them sooner that that.
And they do not mean simply mechanical sex.
“I am talking about loving relationships about 40 years from now,” David Levy, author of the book “Love + sex with robots”, told AFP at an international conference held last week at the University of Maastricht in the south-east of the country.
Kinda like Rachael, huh? The love part I mean. The mechanical sex part is more like Pris.
The field of human-computer conversation is crucial to building robots with whom humans could fall in love, but is lagging behind other areas of development, said the author.
It’ll sure as hell have to be better than the speech recognition in Vista.
“There will always be many millions of people who cannot make normal satisfactory relationships with humans, and for them the choice is not: ‘would I prefer a relationship with a human or would I prefer a relationship with a robot?’ — the choice is no relationship at all or a relationship with a robot.”
Well, there’s always the innarw3bz, now ain’t there? But then a robot with boobies may keep a kid from going blind in front of his computer perusing pr0n sites, huh?
In case you want to read it all, clicky click.
Martini posted a couple of videos of drill teams. I remember when I was on the JROTC drill team in high school all those years ago. It was a lot of fun and we took pride in being able to so something that others either couldn’t or wouldn’t. Anyway, here’s my kinda drill team:
It’s been a while since I posted a music video, hasn’t it? I just saw the link to this one on Martini’s BBS. Coincidently, I was watching Lightning in a Bottle, a blues program, the other day and John Fogerty was one of the players. Anyway, here’s Have you Ever Seen The Rain, kinda.
Suspect caught with gator in his car
Not only did the idiot have a gator in his car but some loot from a robbery or 2 that he pulled earlier. After he found the gator.
DPS Trooper Steve Stanfield explained, “From my understanding, he tried to get a big screen TV out of the house. He couldn’t get it in the car by himself, so he recruited a neighbor, who, when he saw the alligator, dropped the TV and said, ‘Alright, I ain’t got nothing to do with it.’”
Thank you Reuters. It ain’t Photoshopped.
"You sleep safe in your beds, because rough men stand ready in the night to visit violence on those who would do you harm."
George Orwell
