Science Versus Religion
Mar 3, 2000
In no other Internet community have I seen the advocates of religion duel with the advocates of science with such fervor. And as in all cases of this ancient debate, they consistently end with scientists saying "Get an education," and the religious saying "God works in mysterious ways."
After 6,000 years, or 1,000,000 years (depending on who you ask), nobody's gotten anywhere yet.
--- Avatar (March 2, 2000)
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Ex-Smoker
Feb 17, 2000
Today is Thursday, February 17th. But I wish it to be known that I have had my last cigarette at approximately 1 p.m., Monday, February 14th. It was rather nice. I was thinking about quitting smoking the week before. I had cut back, and stopped smoking at work, and so on. But when the weekend came along, I went on a smoking binge, as if my body was starved of the stuff. I thought that I would smoke for another week or so, then give it another try.
But my body chemistry wouldn't have it. Monday came, and I was horribly ill. I had to make a decision; it was now or never. And my body just couldn't handle cigarettes anymore. So it had to be NOW.
And that was how I had my last cigarette. It's incredibly easy for me now. I'm not going to light up, ever again, because I don't smoke cigarettes. Relapse is a non-issue for me. Why should I light up? I don't smoke!
Don't you wish it could be that easy for you?  Patience. There will be a time when quitting is inevitable. I believe it happens to everybody.
But don't put it off too long.
--- Avatar (2/17/00)
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Ex-Smoker
Feb 17, 2000
Today is Thursday, February 17th. But I wish to let it be known that I have had my last cigarette at approximately 1 p.m., Monday, February 14th. It was rather nice. I was thinking about quitting smoking the week before. I had cut back, stopped smoking at work, but when the weekend came along, I went on a smoking binge, as if my body was starved of the stuff. I thought that I would smoke for another week or so, then give it another try.
But my body chemistry wouldn't have it. Monday came, and I was horribly ill. I had to make a decision; it was now or never. And my body just couldn't handle cigarettes anymore. So it had to be [i]NOW.[/i]
And that was how I had my last cigarette. It's incredibly easy for me now. I'm not going to light up, ever again, because I don't smoke cigarettes. Relapse is a non-issue for me. Why should I light up? I don't smoke!
Don't you wish it could be that easy for you? Patience. There will be a time when quitting is inevitable. I believe it happens to everybody.
But don't put it off too long.
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Coffee Quest
Dec 4, 1999
Good morning, it's 2 am over here in Alaska, and I have just discovered I am out of coffee. Earlier, I found two cups of half-drunk coffee, mixed them together, and heated the concoction in the microwave. But that was not enough.
I am therefore going to walk a mile in the freezing Alaskan weather to the corner store, to get some coffee. At 2 am. I went to bed early last night, you see, so that I could get some rest and see Star Wars later that night. But I continued to sleep while my roommates went to see the movie. So I've gotten a decent 6 hours of sleep, and now I am ready to start my day. At 2 am. With a brisk walk to the corner store in the freezing cold, for some decent coffee.
--- Avatar (12/4/1999)
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Tourist Walls
Nov 20, 1999
This was originally a reply to "Escalator Etiquette," on the forum "Ask H2G2". I thought it warranted special attention.
In downtown Anchorage, the largest city we have on this glacier,
the summers are awash with tourists. And these tourists have a
strange way of walking. They link hands, and walk very slowly
down the sidewalk, sometimes four or five people abreast.
When someone comes up behind them, they stop and stand
there, this human wall, making pedestrian traffic impossible.
I can't help but wonder if this is the case the world over. I
imagine it is. Tourists invariably know that they are in a
high-traffic area, and always insist on blocking other
pedestrians in the most inconvenient fashion possible.
I have devised a way to deal with this. Put both hands lightly and
tenderly on the person's waist, put your mouth very close to their
ear (either one, I don't care), and whisper in a seductive voice
"Pardon me." This works particularly well with the elderly. I did
this one to a rather aged woman, and she went "Whoooooops!"
in a very high-pitched voice. And she got out of the way.
If you're uncomfortable with touching a stranger's waist, you can
always touch their necks. Touching their bottoms would be
inadvisable. And don't even consider their genitals.
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