[5383] in Central_America
New quotes for Mon Apr 4
daemon@ATHENA.MIT.EDU (Central America)
Mon Apr 4 05:20:30 1994
Date: Mon, 4 Apr 1994 05:19:36 -0400
From: Central America <root@charon.MIT.EDU>
To: ca-mtg@charon.MIT.EDU
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abbe (Abbe J Cohen):
A bunch of little pieces.
ONE OF WHICH SHOULDN'T HAVE BEEN IN MY KIT!
one half of one centimeter.
Geek Code:
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batman (Kohta Ueno):
Maybe I will become a carpenter, a piano tuner, an electrician, a locksmith,
a cabinetmaker, an auto mechanic or an HVAC repairman. But not a plumber.
Plumbing is messy and nasty and dull, and makes you deal with people who
can't figure out how to operate a plunger.
Maybe I'll try something more exciting, with a higher mortality rate.
Like refilling automatic teller machines with money. Or being a cab
driver. Or a hit man for the Yakuza.
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When I was a young child, I liked to dismantle, modify, and fix mechanical
things. Adults saw this and said,"You should become a scientist or an
engineer." Well, now that's I'm learning about these things, I think that
maybe I don't want to become a scientist or an engineer.
Maybe liking to dismantle, modify, and fix things just means that I like to
dismantle, modify, and fix things.
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Ambition: to find a booze that tastes worse than gasoline.
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hammill (Peter Hammill):
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hch (Hernando Cortina):
It is strange, isnt'it ?
that a man should have a consuming passion
to do something for which he lacks the capacity.
T.S. ELIOT
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kdmiller (Kenneth D Miller):
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while(c!=-1){printf("%07x0:",a++);for /* ( kdmiller@athena.mit.edu ) */
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Yes!! I'm online! Just use 'kdmiller@alfredo.mit.edu'...
I've been on since Mon Apr 4 02:40:12 EDT 1994
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montwill (Michael G Montwill):
{from system: This user's .plan file is not world-readable}
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rjbarbal (Richard J. Barbalace):
If
Rudyard Kipling
If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you;
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too:
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or, being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or being hated don't give way to hating,
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise;
If you can dream---and not make dreams your master;
If you can think---and not make thoughts your aim,
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build'em up with worn-out tools;
If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings,
And never breathe a word about your loss:
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: "Hold on!"
If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with Kings---nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much:
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And---which is more---you'll be a Man, my son!
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sgw (stephen g. wadlow):
Joshu (a.d. 778-897) was a famous Chinese Zen Master who lived in
Joshu, the province from which he took his name. One day a troubled
monk approached him, intending to ask the Master for guidance. A dog
walked by. The monk asked Joshu, "Has that dog a Buddha-nature or
not?" The monk had barely completed his question when Joshu shouted: "MU!"
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sorokin (Jessie Stickgold-Sarah):
Desire
U2
Yeah, lover I'm off the streets
Gonna go where the bright lights
and the big city meet
With a red guitar, on fire
Desire
She's the candle
burning in my room
I'm like the needle
needle and spoon
Over the counter
with a shotgun
Pretty soon, everybody got one
And the fever when I'm beside her
Desire, Desire
(Burning, Burning)
She's the dollars
She's my protection
She's the promise
In the year of election
Sister, I can't let you go
I'm like a preacher
Stealing hearts at a travelling show
For love or money, money...?
Desire...
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therese (Therese):
Finland, Finland, Finland,
The country where I want to be,
Eating breakfast or dinner,
or snack lunch in the hall,
Finland, Finland, Finland,
Finland has it all.
You're so sadly neglected,
And so often ignored,
A poor second to Belgium,
When going abroad.
Finland, Finland, Finland,
The country where I want to be,
Your mountains so lofty
Your treetops so tall
Finland, Finland, Finland
Finland has it all...
- Monty Python
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yandros (Chad Phillip Brown):
Even in our sleep, pain that cannot forget falls drop by drop upon
the heart, and in our own despair, against our will, comes wisdom to
us by the awful grace of God.
Aeschylus
<a href="http://www.mit.edu:8001/people/yandros/home_page.html">chad</a>
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