I’m bored… And I’m bored in Jutland, of all places.
We’re discussing financiel politics and how teachers should be payed and for what. And it is boring!
But I have to listen and I have to koncentraaaaargh IT IS BORING!
And old teachers are silly 😉
BTW:
Freedom of the press is limited to those who own one.
– AJ Liebling
I’ve redone my blog.
With a MySQL-backend and calender and search-stuff. Pretty cool eh?
Billy Connolly’s 13 things I hate about people:
1. People who point at their wrist while asking for the time….I know where my watch is pal, where the fuck is yours?? Do I point at my crotch when I ask where the toilet is?
2. People who are willing to get off their arse to search the entire room for the TV remote because they refuse to walk to the TV and change the channel manually.
3. When people say “Oh you just want to have your cake and eat it too”. Fucking right!? What good is a cake if you can’t eat it?
4. When people say “it’s always the last place you look”. Of course it is. Why the fuck would you keep looking after you’ve found it? Do people do this?? Who and where are they?
5. When people say while watching a film “did you see that?”.? No tosser, I paid 10 quid to come to the cinema and stare at the fucking floor.
6. People who ask “Can I ask you a question??.? Didn’t really give me a choice there, did you sunshine?
7. When something is ‘new and improved!’.? Which is it?? If it’s new, then there has never been anything before it.? If it’s an improvement, then there must have been something before it.
8. When people say “life is short”.? What the fuck??? Life is the longest damn thing anyone ever fucking does!!? What can you do that’s longer?
9. When you are waiting for the bus and someone asks, “Has the bus come yet?.? If the bus came would I be standing here, Knob head?
10. People who say things like ‘My eyes aren’t what they used to be’. So what did they used to be? ears, Wellington boots?
11. When you’re eating something and someone asks ‘Is that nice?’? No it’s really revolting – I always eat stuff I hate.
12. People who announce they are going to the toilet. Thanks that’s an image I really didn’t need.
13. McDonalds staff who pretend they don’t understand you if you don’t insert the ‘Mc’ before the item you are ordering…..? It has to be a McChicken Burger, just a Chicken Burger gets blank looks. Well I’ll have a McStraw and jam it in your McEyes you fucking McTosser.
I’ve been a geek the last couple of days… Yes I know, I’m a geek every day, but I’ve been really geeky the last couple of days.
OpenOffice 2.0 was released Thursday and one of the main things about this release, for me anyway, was the databasefrontend. I have fiddled quite a bit but now it works, from my desktop-machine with OOo on Debian-testing to my server with MySQL and Debian-stable. Actually, it was not very hard to get working, but it was a nice excuse to fiddle with my OOo install a whole lot 😉 .
I’m not dead, I might smell dead from time to time, but that is something completely different.
I’ve been busy, really busy, with unionstuff and work mostly. We have reconfigured all the servers at work and that took way more time than predicted. Kids are still fun though, they still make me laugh and I still leave work every day with a smile 🙂
Gotta go now, I promise I’ll try to keep this page a little more ajour in the future.
Rumor has it that Carlsberg will increase the price on beer by 1.4% by next week. Go, get beer! before it will ruin you!
…anyway, I was reading this James Bond book, and right away I realized that like some books, it had too many words. The plot was the same one that all James Bond books have: An evil person tries to blow up the world, but James Bond kills him and his henchmen and makes love to several attractive women. There, that’s it: 24 words. But the guy who wrote the book took thousands of words to say it.
Or consider “The Brothers Karamazov”, by the famous Russian alcoholic Fyodor Dostoyevsky. It’s about these two brothers who kill their father. Or maybe only one of them kills the father. It’s impossible to tell because what they mostly do is talk for nearly a thousand pages. If all Russians talk as much as the Karamazovs did, I don’t see how they found time to become a major world power.
I’m told that Dostoyevsky wrote “The Brothers Karamazov” to raise the question of whether there is a God. So why didn’t he just come right out and say: “Is there a God? It sure beats the heck out of me.”
Other famous works could easily have been summarized in a few words:
– “Moby Dick” — Don’t mess around with large whales because they symbolize nature and will kill you.
– “A Tale of Two Cities” — French people are crazy
It is possible to make an accurate computation of the temperature of Heaven using a physical law called Stephens Law? This follows from data available in the bible. Isiah 30:28 reads:
“Moreover the light of the moon shall be as the light of the sun, and the light of the sun shall be sevenfold, as the light of seven days.”
Thus heaven receives from the moon as much radiation as we do from the sun and in addition seven times seven (ie: 49 times) as much as earth does from the sun. This gives 50 times in all !
This radiation falling on heaven heats it to the point where the heat loss by re-radiation just equals the heat received by radiation. So from Stephens 4’th power law we have
Taking T (the absolute temperature of earth) as 300K, we obtain a temperature of 798K, or about 525 Celcius.
It is tempting to compare this unexpectedly warm temperature with that of Hell. Although we cannot be exact about the temperature of hell, we can conclude an upper limit. Revelations 21:8 reads :
” But the fearful and unbelieving … shall have their part in the lake which burneth with fire and brimstone.”
The boiling point of brimstone (sulphur) is 444.6 degrees C, which means that the temperature of such an eternal lake must be less than 444.6 degrees C (otherwise if would evaporate).
Therefore, as 444.6 is much less than 525.0, we are forced to conclude, by Physical and Biblical data, that:
Heaven is hotter than Hell!
Did you know that there are 29 species of woodlice (I didn’t)? And quite a lot of them are really hard to specify, because, and this is the really cool part, it is the male one would use to determine what kind of woodlice one got hold of. And in some species of woodlice the males are really rare.
In other species, there are no males at all!
The name in the headline is the latin name for the seawoodlice.
Cool right 😉
You might be wondering where I’m going with all this, and you should.
That was amazing! I hadn’t expected anything, but that was, I’m sorry that no better words spring to mind, AMAZING!