See this knot right here? This is from beating my head against the Stone of Ignorance which resides in the head of my otherwise intelligent cousin when I tried to convince his borderline skin head self that:
#1. W.A.S.Ps-specifically your German/Irish self- ARE NOT THE LOST TRIBE OF ISRAEL!!
and
#2. If they were, Mr. “W.A.S.Ps are God’s Chosen”,that would make YOU JEWISH!!
His answer? “I’m not Jewish! I don’t have a big nose!”
:: Pulls up Shirt, shows a nasty stabwound on his Chest ::
I got this when I tried to explain to some people that there is no such thing as a commercial snufffilm (at least found till now), i 've got some more minor bruises from that, but this one I got as one them said:
“When there is no such thing, how do you explain the movie 8mm?”
That limp is from informing a philosophy professor so far to the left he makes Jesse Jackson look like Jesse Helms there was NO WAY Three Mile Island could have had an atomic explosion. When he asked why, I tried to explain the ratio of fissionable isotopes was WAY too low…
I know a lot about radio history, including correct information about the origin of the “SOS” distress call. (If you do a search on http://www.google.com for “SOS history distress”, the article listed first includes the author personally thanking me for sending information “without which this article would have been incomplete”.)
So when there was a Staff Report article on this topic a couple of weeks ago, I posted a well-documented list of corrections. But my update was completely dismissed.
Brain hemorrhage here, explaining to a friend who I used to think was smart, how the farmers do not lose an hour of daylight during daylight savings.
Him: Now the sun comes up at 8 instead of 7.
Me: It’s still the same amount of daylight.
Him: But the farmers have to get up an hour earlier
Me, beginning to twitch: They get up at the same time, the clocks just say something different.
Him: Yeah, they say 8. That’s a whole hour of daylight.
Me, blood seeping out of my eyes: Do you really think the sun readjusts itself to our clocks?
After parking at a crowded mall, my ex-sister-in-law responded to the statement “Remember where we parked…” with (I can still feel the pain like it was yesterday) “Got it…, right next to the blue van”.