Which web you fall into is up to you. My advice is to avoid the webs and make your own path.
Which web you fall into is up to you. My advice is to avoid the webs and make your own path.
Buttmunch,
In light of your reverence of Joe, if you feel compelled to pay Mr. Black a certain quantity of homage, please send it directly to me. This will save Joe and me the inconvenience of an unnecessary homage transaction, per the details of the arrangement we worked out at a prior date.
Do NOT send homage to Mr. Clinton, under any circumstances.
-kk
Joe Black, victory dances and beating one's chest over pro bono work is proper decorum? You do that work because it is the right thing to do. Needing affirmation for doing the right thing is the stuff of tacky people - like Princess Diana ("she's against famine in Africa" Okiedokie who isn't?). I will confirm that Joe Black has reformed and checks in with his parole officer every week. Chance of recidivism is low, or so we're told by the psychologists.
Looks like the scale of truth tips in my favor after that Malmo post - as I knew it did. I'm not "Knower" for nothing.
Kohlberg: While my reverence of Mr. Black does indeed mandate that I render a corpulant abundance of homage -- and, naturally, I would render homage upon his worthy mantle regardless of whether or not it was mandated ... though the fact that it is mandated both inspires duty and quashes irresponsibility -- unfortunately, there is no way that I can forward it to you. My contract with my highest power (higher than Joe Black, which is extremely difficult to comprehend) requires that I submit my homage directly to him (Joe Black, not "Him").
Regarding sending homage to Mr. Clinton, rest assured that I have no plans for such an action. However, the issue of sending homage to quasi world leaders with penchants for cigars swashed around in dark places has been a stumbling block for me and I seek completion in this matter.
I find you have an accute ability for communicating in an unclear manner. Interesting for someone with such an inmistakeably direct user name.
Malmo,
I wasn't doing a victory dance or seeking accolades. Your reference to Princess Di was a really, really low blow. You could have called me Frank Soder and even THAT would have been better.
Anyway, Princess Di only did her work when the cameras were there AHEAD of time. Anyone notice that spineless worm? She was like Bill Clinton in Harlem, only there when the cameras are around.
I didn't do a victory dance after the RW stuff; in fact that jazz was a few months ago now. I just responded (and posted here for the first time in months) because some clown said I was a cancer and had nothing to offer the board. While my post had all the humility of Rush Limbaugh (and I'll concede that to you), my post was nevertheless correct; and I'm more than willing to help out on any other questions or issues people have (like finance dude)
I didn't get billable credit for helping, not even a free t-shirt; but then again, wasn't looking for that. Disinfecting a scumbag like Knower isn't a victory dance. BTW, what's the kid's fascination with me.
No T-shirts? I think a few pizza crusts should suffice.
No, Mr. Black is the showerer of pizza crusts, not the showeree.
Malmo,
You may have something there.
As I far too many "I ran this race T Shirt" in my dresser (most of which have been converted to Lemon Fresh Pledge dust rags, the "gilded pizza crust" for entering the event may very well curry favor among the mass of participants.
Not only did butt munch unfortunately will you back here, but now you leave out a word, show evidence that you don't know how to use a comma, and you forget to close your parenthetical statement. Like fingernails on a blackboard.
Grammar Man / Knower,
"Not only did butt munch unfortunately will back you here"
Need a stone for that glass house?
This post has my mind going in about a hundred different directions.
I too miss the days where I would sip green tea in tea huts made of grass on the banks of the wide river. There, we'd learn the truth as spoken by the silver-backed glass but not that which was curved as found in a circus anchored fun house, but rather, the kind that reflected true and straight.
These days - there is often too much love for the fluidity of words such that words no longer have meaning until they are offensive to the fluid. In that regard, fast is meaningless except to those who long for to be fast. For those who suck, they may, however, claim to be fast and because they believe they are fast, they are in fact fast.
We live in a different world today - one which there is no dictionary and no meaning to clearly established and defined words. To be a "knower" is to be one who knows nothing in today's world. Here we are - and no matter where you go, there you are.