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Thursday, May 5th, 2005
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12:32 pm - Because the will of the Central Committee is the will of the Proletariat...
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I got this from Weremensch:
I am:
2%
Republican. | "You're a complete liberal, utterly without a trace of Republicanism. Your strength is as the strength of ten because your heart is pure. (You hope.)" |
Are You A Republican?
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| Friday, April 22nd, 2005
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2:39 pm - How 'murican am I?
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From Sisyphus:
Tourist
You scored 54 Patriotic, 24 Lazy, 11 Power Hungry, and 105 General Knowledge!
Congrats! You know a lot about America, without actually possessing the personal stereotypical American characteristics. Perhaps you are an American who simply doesn't act as lazy and power hungry as most of the others. Or perhaps you googled a few questions to get some answers..or maybe you just paid attention in class?
My test tracked 4 variables How you compared to other people your age and gender:
You scored higher than 89% on Patriotic
You scored higher than 42% on Lazy
You scored higher than 42% on Power Hungry
You scored higher than 99% on Gen Knowledge
If you liked my test, send it to your friends!
The Just How American Are You? Test
http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=5644794367446528456
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| Friday, April 1st, 2005
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9:27 pm - A digression.
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I was thinking about an incident that occurred during a dinner with a number of bloggers several weeks ago in Manhattan. My brother-in-law, known to some as Uncle Procrustes, was descbing his ingenious method for relieving your brain of popular tunes that sometimes get irretrievably stuck in your head. Songs that sometimes get stuck for days. It works like this; in order to get said song out of your head, it must be confused. A remarkably interesting way is to sing two different songs with the same scansion to there alternate tunes. The classic example of this thesis is to sing the words of "My Darling Clementine" to the tune of Beethoven's "An die Freude". It is most amusing. But singing the "An die Freude" to the tune of "My Darling Clementine" was daunting. I have been struck by the concept that it is a good thing to be confused a little bit It might be fun to produce a script. I do recall there are some websites devoted to this concept, and it will interesting to see if there is an album or eight out of this idea. This might be something.
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| Tuesday, March 1st, 2005
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2:09 pm - Commonly Confused words from Serenada
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Advanced
You scored 100% Beginner, 100% Intermediate, 93% Advanced, and 72% Expert!
You have an extremly good understanding of beginner, intermediate, and advanced level commonly confused English words, getting at least 75% of each of these three levels's questions correct. This is an exceptional score. Remember, these are commonly confused English words, which means most people don't use them properly. You got an extremely respectable score.
Thank you so much for taking my test. I hope you enjoyed it!
For answers to the Beginner section only (the first ten questions), visit my blog: http://shortredhead78.blogspot.com/. I will post the answers to the other questions as soon as possible.
Hey! If you liked my test, send the link to your friends. They don't need to be OkCupid members to take it.
The Commonly Confused Words Test
http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=14457200288064322170
Test statistics:
Compared to users who took the test and are and in your age group:
100% had lower Beginner scores.
100% had lower Intermediate scores.
100% had lower Advanced scores.
100% had lower Expert scores.
With respect to Beginner, users aged 55 to 59 scored highest.
With respect to Intermediate, users aged 55 to 59 scored highest.
With respect to Advanced, users aged 55 to 59 scored highest.
With respect to Expert, users aged 55 to 59 scored highest.
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| Tuesday, February 1st, 2005
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4:59 pm - Another goofy, memey thing
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| Sunday, January 23rd, 2005
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9:59 am
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From misseli:
20 Questions to a Better Personality
Wackiness: 4/100
Rationality: 16/100
Constructiveness: 16/100
Leadership: 16/100
You are a SEDF--Sober Emotional Destructive Follower. This makes you a Evil Genius.
You are extremely focused and difficult to distract from your tasks. With luck, you have learned to channel your energies into improving your intellect, rather than destroying the weak and unsuspecting.
Your friends may find you remote and a hard nut to crack. Few of your peers know you very well--even those you have known a long time--because you have expert control of the face you put forth to the world. You prefer to observe, calculate, discern and decide. Your decisions are final, and your desire to be right is impenetrable.
You are not to be messed with. You may explode.
Of the 79319 people who have taken this quiz since tracking began (8/17/2004), 14.2 % are this type.
Take the quiz here.
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| Sunday, January 16th, 2005
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1:23 pm
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Once again, a quiz via Serenada:
You Are 27 Years Old |
27
Under 12: You are a kid at heart. You still have an optimistic life view - and you look at the world with awe.
13-19: You are a teenager at heart. You question authority and are still trying to find your place in this world.
20-29: You are a twentysomething at heart. You feel excited about what's to come... love, work, and new experiences.
30-39: You are a thirtysomething at heart. You've had a taste of success and true love, but you want more!
40+: You are a mature adult. You've been through most of the ups and downs of life already. Now you get to sit back and relax.
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| Friday, December 17th, 2004
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12:44 pm
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Just goofing off while waiting for the office X-Mas party.
And this morning's Right-to-Know training was stultifying-ly dull.
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| Monday, September 20th, 2004
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4:03 pm
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| Saturday, September 11th, 2004
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12:16 pm - My 9/11 Story
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I've only told a couple of people this story. I feel like I've got to write it out. I want to preserve my memories of that hideous day.
I work in Queens. On a clear day, you could see the Twin Towers from the end of the platform on the 7 train, if you strolled that way. It was a beautiful day, the sky was brilliantly blue and I contented myself watching the sun glint and gleam on the Chrysler Building. I rode the train toward Flushing, getting off at my usual stop and walking about a half mile to work. I was about to cross the street in front of the office, I stepped back as a fire engine went screaming past. I didn't get the company number, it had no meaning to me then. What I thought was odd was a box truck following it. The cab was fire engine red, the box plain metal with the words "Hose Truck" stenciled on the side. Why would they need a truckful of hose?
When I got into work, everyone was saying "A plane hit the Trade Center!" I went across the hall to another office, the only one with a TV. Since all the broadcast stations used the WTC for broadcasting, we watched one of the Spanish stations. They broadcast from the Empire State Building. It was irreal. Work ground to a halt. What could we do? The short answer was "Nothing."
My wife called after the both of the Towers had collapsed.
"Could you go to my colleagues' house and tell his wife he's alright. They only use cell phones and since the cellular towers were on the North Tower, he can't reach her." I say "Sure." and headed over there, glad to have something to do. I got there via side streets because all the bridges had been closed and the parkways were backing up quickly. When I got there, she started screaming before I could tell her her husband was okay. I did manage to get that across after a while, but the whole scene was wrenching.
They let us go early, and I managed to get home in time to pick my daughter up from school. Both my wife and my brother in law (our baby sitter), were stuck in Manhattan, all subway service was suspended She had just started first grade and seemed to be in good spirits. The teachers had not told them what had happened, but she knew that cell phones weren't working. I asked her what she wanted to do and she said she wanted to play on the playground. I said "Sure", glad to have some semblance of normality that day. As she ran around, I became aware of a noise. It was this guy
heading toward The Police Aviation Section base at Floyd Bennet Field. I thought it was strange, nothing was supposed to be flying and here he is, maybe 100 feet over our heads. As I pondered this these guys showed up.
Two beautiful F-15's, doing this wonderful double helix, split-s envelopment. They were close enough to see their air-to-air missiles clearly and I thought "They won't shoot will they?" They didn't, zooming away a full throttle to get back up to their proper altitude.
I kind of lost it there, imagining flaming wreckage crashing down into the schoolyard, so I told my daughter that I thought it might be best if we went home (or some such thing).
We got home, watched replays of the grisly events, watched cartoons, made dinner and got her to bed. My wife got home shortly therafter. We hugged and held onto each other for a long time.
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| Tuesday, August 31st, 2004
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3:46 pm
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| Tuesday, August 24th, 2004
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3:45 pm
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Since I can't write about work, don't want to talk about my private life (it's private, after all) and the subject of the dead car that has been in my driveway for three months seems to be taboo, I'll just submit my results:
 I taste like Bread.
I am a staple in almost everyone's diet. Friends like me are a complement to any other friends I get on with almost everyone, remaining mostly in the background, but providing substance when it would otherwise be lacking. What Flavour Are You?
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| Thursday, July 22nd, 2004
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3:36 pm
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a la Serenada:
 I am The Star
The Star is most welcome when grief and despair have overwhelmed us. In our darkest moments, we need to know that there is hope,that there is light at the end of the tunnel. The Star is the opposite of the Devil who strips us of our faith in the future. Card 17 holds out the promise that we can eventually find peace of mind. The Star also reminds us to open our heart and release our fears and doubt. If you have been holding back in any way, now is the time to give generously. For a full description of your card and other goodies, please visit LearnTarot.com
| What tarot card are you? Enter your birthdate.
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| Tuesday, July 6th, 2004
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3:04 pm - I just got this in the mail.
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FOR IMMEDIATE RELEASE
John Mueller Earns Professional Certification
Champaign,IL - John Mueller of Flushing, NY recently demonstrated professional competency by successfully completing the Certified Arborist examination administered through the International Society of Arboriculture (ISA) and the New York Chapter of the ISA.
yadayadayada
In other words, I have passed the test I have been sweating over for the last six months.
Where's my raise?
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| Thursday, June 3rd, 2004
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4:36 pm - Quiz Results
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| Tuesday, June 1st, 2004
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3:00 pm - Phases
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| Monday, May 10th, 2004
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4:54 pm - Death and stuff
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I went to a colleague's funeral today. The day was sunny and bright, lot's of people I hadn't seen in a while, nice service. As we went into the church, we found xerographed sheets entitled
Found in Tom's handwriting the day he passed:
-want more for others than yourself
-be an appreciator
-stay in rapport with source energy
-contemplate yourself surrounded by the conditions
you want to create
-meditate connected to source
-stay matched with the field of intention
-think from the end - visualize results
-you can resolve a problem by condemning it
-be in a constant state of gratitude
-practice radical humility
What's it mean? I don't know. He was a great guy. He left work early last Friday. He said he wasn't feeling well. He called a car service and had a massive heart attack close to his home but by the time they got to the closest hospital, he was dead.
And life goes on.
An additional note: I did a search on "want more for others" and found the same list. It's from Wayne Dyer's Power of Intention.
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| Thursday, May 6th, 2004
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4:44 pm - YIKES!
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Snuffy's Suicide Attempts
Poor baby, life is rough for you, huh? No one
seems to see you, no one notices your
pain--except for your friend Big Bird, but he's
alway off hanging out with his other friends.
You wish you were him, all happy and curious
and popular and bright yellow. You feel like
his shadow anymore, like the only reason you
exist is to amuse him. It's hard being
somebody's imaginary friend. But stop trying
to kill yourself--imaginary people can't kill
themselves. Sorry. And hey, maybe tomorrow
you'll feel better!
Someday people will see you, I promise.
Which Sesame Street Muppet's Dark Secret Are You?
brought to you by Quizilla
a la JMHM
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| Monday, April 12th, 2004
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5:12 pm
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| Thursday, April 8th, 2004
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3:40 pm
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Pretty lucky
From jmhm:
1. Grab the nearest book.
2. Open the book to page 23.
3. Find the fifth sentence.
4. Post the text of the sentence in your journal along with these instructions.
Biographer William McFeeley observed, "Grant did not leave the army because he was drunk. He drank and left the army because he was profoundly depressed."
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