Parents who seem to ignore their kid's BO.  At the Cavs game last night, the couple that usually sits in front of me had either given away or sold their tix to a guy and his son.  The kid was a grungy type, probably around 14 or 15 yrs old.  He stunk to all high heaven, like he hadn't changed his underwear or showered in 2 months.  Just a real foul, musty smell.  How do you let your kid leave the house in such a state?  I don't even have that strong of a sense of smell and I could barely stand it.

That's the same level of educated fans that require the diff on the scoreboard!  Stupidity knows no bounds!

It depends on what your definition of is, is.

 

LOL - Thanks. I just spit my drink out of my mouth.

I'm glad someone finally got it!

I'm glad someone finally got it!

 

I got it. You just couldn't see me grinning. :-D

Everybody using the Wall on Facebook to post their personal messages to each other. Why do these people think they have (1) an Inbox on Facebook, (2) email, (3) text messaging, or (4) a phone? How starved for attention are people?

 

What's really annoying me now is the "wall spam" on Facebook.  It seemed that in the past, most requests from apps just came in privately, and you had the option to accept or ignore.  Now these requests are appearing on the walls all the time.  I spent some time yesterday removing junk from my wall that said stuff like "So and so wants to send you a Valentine!"

I was watching Mr. Brooks then looked at the cover of the dvd and realized how much I hate the words critics and journalists use to describe movies. "Electrifying" "A triumph!" "Spellbinding!"  Spellbinding? What the hell does that even mean?

I was watching Mr. Brooks then looked at the cover of the dvd and realized how much I hate the words critics and journalists use to describe movies. "Electrifying" "A triumph!" "Spellbinding!"  Spellbinding? What the hell does that even mean?

 

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Courtesy of the New Oxford American Dictionary:

 

spellbind |ˈspelˌbīnd|

verb ( past and past part. -bound ) [ trans. ]

 

hold the complete attention of (someone) as though by magic; fascinate :

[as adj. ] ( spellbinding) she told the spellbinding story of her life

[as adj. ] ( spellbound) the killer whale gave the spellbound audience a good soaking.

 

DERIVATIVES

spellbinder noun

spellbindingly adverb

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Thanks Webster but I still hate that word lol

haha I know I did too before the Doves song "Spellbound."

Great song but still a weird and overused word..

I hate math!

 

I don't understand it. I'm so good at problem solving and problem finding when I see a map, layout/design/diagram or even when I'm reading a social science or philosophy book but give me a chart of formulas and unit conversions and I'm running for the hills. D@mn this Photogrammetry class  :x I thought it was just going to be google earth!

Everybody using the Wall on Facebook to post their personal messages to each other.  Why do these people think they have (1) an Inbox on Facebook, (2) email, (3) text messaging, or (4) a phone?  How starved for attention are people?

 

What's really annoying me now is the "wall spam" on Facebook.  It seemed that in the past, most requests from apps just came in privately, and you had the option to accept or ignore.  Now these requests are appearing on the walls all the time.  I spent some time yesterday removing junk from my wall that said stuff like "So and so wants to send you a Valentine!"

 

Facebook in general is becoming a pet peeve. It's just too much now, and too many people act like narcissistic/hypomanic teenagers on there (basically what this country has come to). I get a kick out of the whole "unfriend" thing that's all the rage these days. I'm thinking, "You took your facebook friendship that seriously in the first place?" Interestingly, I think the people who have unfriended me are almost entirely old sorority girls from college (must be bitter piss or something). That's probably a good thing. :wink: I don't really care who is facebook friends with me. Hell, I'm facebook friends with some sworn enemies. I've even accepted friend requests from total strangers in other countries. I view the site primarily as a networking tool, not a barometer of relationships. It's only good for long-distance communication with friends/family, communicating in a time pinch, and networking. These people constantly purging their friend lists and friending/unfriending every day of the week need to take life less seriously. I'm not even facebook friends with some of my best friends, and it makes no difference. Facebook should probably just change the term "friend" to "contact".

 

*edit: I know a guy who unfriended everyone, and then friended everyone again after a work argument was resolved. This is getting pretty ridiculous. People are caring way too much who is on their "friend" lists. Not everyone on there is actually going to be your friend. If you're lucky in life, you seem to get maybe 1-4 hardcore friends who'd have your back against anyone, perhaps a dozen good friends who'd have your back most of the time but will bail if the odds look really bad, and then everyone else is either a regular friend (people you have a lot in common with, but just never got to hang out much), an acquaintance (the majority), an enemy, or a neutral person (mostly strangers). So basically, 500 friends on facebook are not 500 real friends. I don't think anyone should want to have 500 real friends. You'd never get anything done! But I also believe in the philosophy of being nice to everyone until they give you a good reason not to be. And even when they do wrong you, just ignore them and move on. You don't want to carry around a lot of hate. The world is filled with thin-skinned people who care too much what other people think of them.

 

 

 

I noticed the people who update their status non-stop with nonsensical drivel are girls I've met and made out with at parties who came off as attention-wh0res and think they're the center of the universe. Judging by what they say in their comments and updates I'm convinced they stay drunk.

 

My sister's friends use facebook to gossip about their own friends, publicly! Knowing that the person who they're talking about is going to see it! I wish someone would put my business out on Front St. like that. I would go to their house personally and throw their computer out the window. Then talk about it on my status update  :whip:

^Add me to the list. I struggled to get C's in remedial math classes in undergrad.

I took 4 classes in college to make up for 1 math credit.  You could either take 1 math class, or 4 that made up the equivalent.  I'm like fine, sign me up.  In fact, those were some of the best classes I took (logic, foreign languages), so it worked fine by me.

 

I used to be very good at math in high school but I HATED it. No subject has ever frustrated me as much as math.  I remember crying over the complexity of some algebra work in 9th grade.  They made me take the honors algebra class as a freshman because I had taken summer algebra prior to the school year starting.  The teacher sat us in order of our grades and we had to move every quarter based on how our grade was in the class. I was always somewhere in the last 3 seats and it was humiliating.  I remember begging my advisor to let me switch to the easier class as I was working so hard and barely holding a C average in the class and he said oh no, because a C in an honors class is "as good as" an A in the lower level class.  Oh yeah?  Not on my report card, f*cker, it still pulled down my GPA, nobody cares what "level" the classes were at.  I took the bonehead geometry the next year instead of the advanced class and sailed through it with A's.  I also didn't learn anything.  There just didn't seem to be a happy medium.

 

Math is probably the top reason why I never made it through the FBI's entrance exam.  I know I aced the other sections of the test and was done before the allotted time was up in each section, but the 2 math sections completely kicked my ass.

My math problem, besides the fact that I didn't enjoy it to begin with, was that I was very good about learning how to go through the motions. I understood how to plug the numbers where they needed to be and reorganizing and mathetmatical statements but I couldn't, for the life of me, could never grasp or understand why or how any of it actually worked, what it meant, or apply it. Futhermore, I could never retain any of the information long term.

 

I can see some of the applications but I remember teachers sure were lost for words when we would ask what the hell this has to do with anything. I have to learn this stuff because digital cameras internally calculate ratios for the aerial photographs and I can see why R&R took language instead of a math class because there's so many rules, and formulas for restructuring sentences when you translate. This stuff is so much more boring than learning a language though.  :|

My math problem, besides the fact that I didn't enjoy it to begin with, was that I was very good about learning how to go through the motions. I understood how to plug the numbers where they needed to be and reorganizing and mathetmatical statements but I couldn't, for the life of me, could never grasp or understand why or how any of it actually worked, what it meant, or apply it. Futhermore, I could never retain any of the information long term.

 

Sounds like you were well suited to the way that math is taught in school, though.  I wish it were the opposite- "hey, here's a problem, let's figure out how and why math can be helpful."

 

I took 4 classes in college to make up for 1 math credit. You could either take 1 math class, or 4 that made up the equivalent. I'm like fine, sign me up. In fact, those were some of the best classes I took (logic, foreign languages), so it worked fine by me.

 

I took a logic course instead of one of my math courses, and will never regret it.  If I could do college over and knew I was going to go on to grad school, I would major in Philosophy, specifically concentrating on logic, as it could be applied to any further learning.  I wish it was taught in high school.

re: all the above posts on Facebook, thanks for convincing me once again that I'm glad I don't have a page.  I get so many requests to join, I keep considering it, but then I read about all the privacy settings and all the work I'd have to do to figure out how to set it up without exposing myself to something really ugly, and I keep abandoning it.  Now I'm glad, once again, that I'm not on it.  Maybe it will quit being such a gossip tool eventually, and then I'll join.

When people say "East Livingston Avenue". OK -- West Livingston Avenue is one block long and has maybe two addresses max, perhaps zero at this point. I won't get lost, I promise.

bad drivers when I'm a passenger

The people in this down that insist on pronouncing Carnegie as Car-Neggy (or worse...Car-Naygie). It's CARnegie, accent on the first syllable, OK? OK!

 

Once again, I am right, because I am from NY.  :-P

My math problem, besides the fact that I didn't enjoy it to begin with, was that I was very good about learning how to go through the motions. I understood how to plug the numbers where they needed to be and reorganizing and mathetmatical statements but I couldn't, for the life of me, could never grasp or understand why or how any of it actually worked, what it meant, or apply it. Futhermore, I could never retain any of the information long term.

 

The best math course I ever had was Practical Trigonometry, when I was an apprentice machinist-toolmaker. The training had a strong drafting component, and we had to be able to translate engineering specifications into layout information that a machinist in the toolroom could use. That was 50 years ago, and we didn't have nifty gadgets like pocket calculators and personal computers with CAD software; I got pretty good with log tables and a slide rule, and extracting square roots with pencil and paper was a piece of cake because I did it almost every day.

 

Later I slipped into the strange world of manufacturing cost analysis and forgot every useful thing I ever knew, and eventually ended up in PC tech support. Now retired, I just while away the hours in vegetative pursuits like on-line forums. :roll:

The people in this down that insist on pronouncing Carnegie as Car-Neggy (or worse...Car-Naygie). It's CARnegie, accent on the first syllable, OK? OK!

 

Once again, I am right, because I am from NY. :-P

 

My grandma on my dad's side says "car-neggy" and she went to Carnegie Mellon and also majored in English so I'm saying Car-neggy too!

The people in this down that insist on pronouncing Carnegie as Car-Neggy (or worse...Car-Naygie). It's CARnegie, accent on the first syllable, OK? OK!

 

Once again, I am right, because I am from NY.  :-P

 

My grandma on my dad's side says "car-neggy" and she went to Carnegie Mellon and also majored in English so I'm saying Car-neggy too!

so your "car-neggy" places the emphasis on the "neggy" part? I can't tell which portion you're accenting. In any case the accent probably should be on "Car" (and "Car-Naygie" is just inexcusable).

The people in this down that insist on pronouncing Carnegie as Car-Neggy (or worse...Car-Naygie). It's CARnegie, accent on the first syllable, OK? OK!

 

Once again, I am right, because I am from NY.  :-P

 

My grandma on my dad's side says "car-neggy" and she went to Carnegie Mellon and also majored in English so I'm saying Car-neggy too!

so your "car-neggy" places the emphasis on the "neggy" part? I can't tell which portion you're accenting. In any case the accent probably should be on "Car" (and "Car-Naygie" is just inexcusable).

 

Stress on NAY. Car-NAY-gie.

 

Why do you care so much about the rhythm and stress of words? You remind me of that movie with Howard Stern in it, "Private Parts" where his new boss is like "No, NO, say it like this: "w-NNNNN-b-c" "w-NNNNN-b c"

I've heard and said it both ways and I honestly couldn't tell you which one is right.

 

I TOLD you which one is right! Bah!

 

I'll show you all. I'm pronouncing it with equal emphasis on all syllables, and all long vowel pronunciations.

When I'm supreme dictator of the universe (soon) anyone who doesn't say "nay" in Carnegie and raise the pitch when doing so, is getting beaten with a giant Chinese phonebook.

When I'm supreme dictator of the universe (soon) anyone who doesn't say "nay" in Carnegie and raise the pitch when doing so, is getting beaten with a giant Chinese phonebook.

 

So it will be strictly a metaphorical beating, since by that time there won't be phone books.

 

Does anyone emphasize the last syllable? That would be funny enough to allow.

This Carnegie debate reminds me of my confusion as adolescent in regards to the world puberty. I always pronounced it 'pew-ber-ti' but I had teachers who all called it 'poo-ber-ti'. To me the ladder sounded more ridiculous than the former...as if when you are 12 it isn't funny enough already.

 

 

LOL...I'm giggling at 'Poo'

When I'm supreme dictator of the universe (soon) anyone who doesn't say "nay" in Carnegie and raise the pitch when doing so, is getting beaten with a giant Chinese phonebook.

 

Wohoo, I'm not getting a beat down cause I say it right!!!!

People that are too dumb to know how to put the rotating plate back into the microwave after cleaning it, so that it actually rotates. My sub was divided into 4 temperature regions (Cold, Warm, Boiling, Dry and Crunchy).  This is kinda a recurring problem, so we're obviously going to have to dedicate training time to it.

Any company that asks things like "please write an original poem about your last position" on their job application site.

Yeah, I thought that went out with foosball tables in the lunchroom.

Any company that asks things like "please write an original poem about your last position" on their job application site.

 

I would just make it a Haiku; they're easy.

I guess if it was for some kind of creative writing position I could see it, but I'm sure that's not what you're going for.  How lame.

The Head B!tch in Charge

Forumers act like children

Malificent arrives.

 

Just as I predict

Her glowing eyes and scepter

I've been a bad boy

Any company that asks things like "please write an original poem about your last position" on their job application site.

 

Yeah. It's in the same irrelevant silliness category as the job interview question, "If you were an animal, what kind of animal would you be, and why?"

 

Or the ones that ask your favorite color. I'm pretty sure the correct answer is beige.

Or the ones that ask your favorite color. I'm pretty sure the correct answer is beige.

 

Or taupe. That's the official name for the most common color of 1980s Steelcase office furniture.

 

It's the standard-issue color for the vinyl siding and trim in midwestern subdivisions, too.

Don't say red if you're an accountant.

Or the ones that ask your favorite color. I'm pretty sure the correct answer is beige.

 

As a designer applying for a design-related position - THAT would actually make sense!

I'm glad I've never gotten any of these, the smart ass in me would be tempted to answer with very bad answers.  Like "plaid" to the color question.

I can't believe AJ actually wrote a haiku lol!

 

You guys are hilarious. I love you guys.

Or the ones that ask your favorite color. I'm pretty sure the correct answer is beige.

 

As a designer applying for a design-related position - THAT would actually make sense!

 

Doesn't any shade of beige send interior designers into convulsions?

 

Or I guess if you're talking about graphic design, wouldn't it be the same?

Designers shouldn't have favorite colors; they should have favorite color combinations  8-)

 

 

Or perhaps favorite "hues" or "tones."  :)

When my car, that has been running perfectly for over 130,000 miles, decides to have everything go wrong all at once.

 

Mondays

You ain't kiddin!