Phi for All

Offering to buy a cartridge for your friend's laser printer could run $120-175. Compare with an independent printing service, the kind of folks who do business cards and the like. Do NOT use Kinko's for 1500 copies. They are the convenience stores of the print world. That would be like buying your groceries every week at 7-11. Are you making just one book? If so, find an art supply store for cover material, they may even have a kit for self-binding (no, it's not a BDSM thing). Or heavy cardboard covered in cloth from a fabric store (or favorite jeans) would give you the ability to print the name of the book on the cloth (silk-screen, calligraphy, etc).

Gasp! You're the AntiBush! Btw, Dennis Kucinich called, are you free to be his Vice President? He thinks you'll help balance out his conservative, authoritarian tendencies!

Boy, it sure makes a difference when you wear the 3D glasses! Speaking as a marketer, have you thought about supplementing your website with some news hooks in a major publication? There are plenty of enquiring minds out there you know.

"It's the most difficult [decision] I've made in my entire life, except the one I made in 1978 when I decided to get a bikini wax." –Arnold Schwarzenegger "My friends don't want me to mention Kurt's name, because of all the recent Nazi stuff and the U.N. controversy, but I love him and Maria does too, and so thank you, Kurt." –Arnold Schwarzenegger I think most guys will mildly put down gay men due to peer pressure, but I think the guys who are the most vehement about it are worried because they are latent homosexuals themselves. -Phi for All

This would be a great time for everyone to take the political compass test again, from the political thread "What Are You?" Take this test and check out where Bush and Kerry are sitting. They are not that far apart. That can't be fair representation.

"I've been counting, and you're out of bullets!" "Just don't drop it!" "I can't see a thing. Anybody got a match?"

I checked with some gay friends. Ironing shirts and pants is not a sign of homosexuality. Ironing socks and underwear is. And, for a man, ironing any other type of clothing is just plain ironic.

Engineers ARE smarter. Accountants are stingier with their money. Stupid accountants: Stanley was fresh out of accounting school and went to an interview for a good paying job. The boss asked various questions about him and his education, but then asked him, "What is three times seven?" "Twenty-two," Stanley replied. After he left the interview, he double-checked it on his calculator and realized he wouldn't get the job. Two weeks later, he got a letter that said he was hired for the job! When Stanley went in and asked why he got the job, even though he got such a simple question wrong, the boss shrugged and said, "Well, you were the closest."

Three engineers and three accountants are traveling by train to a conference. At the station, the three engineers each buy tickets and watch as the three accountants buy only a single ticket. "How are three people going to travel on only one ticket?" asks an engineer. "Watch and you'll see," answers an accountant. They all board the train. The engineers take their respective seats but all three accountants cram into a restroom and close the door behind them. Shortly after the train has departed, the conductor comes around collecting tickets. He knocks on the restroom door and says, "ticket, please." The door opens just a crack and a single arm emerges with a ticket in hand. The conductor takes it and moves on. The engineers saw this and agreed it was quite a clever idea. So after the conference, the engineers decide to copy the accountants on the return trip and save some money. When they get to the station they buy a single ticket for the return trip. To their astonishment, the accountants don't buy a ticket at all. "How are you going to travel without a ticket?" says one perplexed engineer. "Watch and you'll see," answers an accountant. When they board the train the three accountants cram into a restroom and the three engineers cram into another one nearby. The train departs. Shortly afterward, one of the accountants leaves his restroom and walks over to the restroom where the engineers are hiding. He knocks on the door and says, "ticket, please."

Definitely. It's too easy to buy off just two major parties. We need at least four to properly represent the people of this country.

The phone company needs to hire a new crew to put in telephone poles for the summer. The applicants are two college students and two rednecks. The foreman tells them whoever puts in the most telephone poles in a day will win the job. At the end of the day the college students report that they put in twelve poles. The foreman then goes to see the rednecks, Bubba and Duke. Duke tells him, "Bubba 'n me put in three!" "But the college students put in twelve!" the foreman told them. Duke just chuckles. "Yeah, but you should see how much of 'em they left stickin' out of the ground!"

I have an inordinate respect for your opinion and do tend to get defensive when I think we're in dispute semantically. Mea culpa. Ironing?! What are you, homosexual? j/k j/k * *Please note the almost Tesseractian overuse of smiley's!

Let's be clear here. Are you talking about a revulsion to the idea of sexual relations with a person of the same sex or are you talking about an active fear or hatred of homosexuals? While it's not my personal proclivity and I would be revulsed by an open advance from a homosexual, to me it would hold the same fear factor that someone offering me some Tengu Clam Jerky would have. The clam jerky would make me nauseous but I wouldn't hate or fear the person offering it.

Please forgive my lack of clarity. I was responding to this part of your post:

Even an advance, if forced and unsolicited, can be traumatic enough to induce the fear we've been talking about. I think "forced" is the operative word here.

I do not think homophobia is inherent in heterosexuals. I think certain pressures from society have made homosexuality a negative thing and therefore some heteros think they must vehemently assure everyone that they are not homosexual. Unless a homosexual advance is forced upon you, what is there to fear? You can always say no. As George Carlin once said, it may be unnatural (not according to nature), but it's not abnormal. I'm assuming that in bloodhound paradise the two women who are "together" would invite you to join them, making them bisexual. Your heaven would turn quickly to hell if they were truly homosexual and asked you to leave.

A man phones the hospital and frantically tells the doctor, "My wife is pregnant and her contractions are two minutes apart!" The doctor asks, "Is this her first child?" The mans screams into the phone, "NO, you idiot! This is her husband!!!"

Which frightens you more: 1) An actual homosexual encounter where someone of the same sex offers to get intimate with you, or 2) Having a heterosexual think you seriously considered accepting the homosexual's offer?

Personally, I had to cure two rare diseases, slay a dragon, AND promise to protect the secret rules of cricket. Got my head cut on the second pass of the sword, too. Beastly thing was wicked heavy and Liz II hadn't lifted more than a purse in years. No more sideburns for this knight, what?! Sir Phi for All

Ahhh, the "whatever" school of debate. Ask for hard facts, get them, say "big deal". How droll.

Here's an article that talks about US support of Iraq over Iran. http://www.cnn.com/2002/US/09/30/sproject.irq.regime.change/

3.5" floppy diskettes become top sellers in collectibles market! Potatoes linked to herpes! $290 million lottery winner flushed ticket! Saddam Hussein to be executed using marshmallows and a whoopee cushion! Mathemetician hospitalized with self-inflicted cattle prod wounds!

The CIA is hiring more contractors (assassins) and it's down to three finalists for the job: two men and a woman. For the final test the head agent takes one of the men and points to a door leading into a room, hands him a gun and tells him a CIA contractor needs to be ruthless, so he must go into the room and kill the person he finds there. The man takes the gun, jacks a shell into the chamber and walks into the room. Seated in a chair is the man's own wife. He immediately leaves the room and hands back the gun, saying, "There's no way I would kill my wife. Forget it." The head agent tells him he's not ruthless enough for the CIA. The agent takes the second man to a similar room and gives him the same instructions. He enters with the gun and stays there for a full five minutes before he comes out, sobbing, "I can't do it, not my wife! I just can't do it!" The agent tells the man he's just not ruthless enough. The agent takes the woman candidate to the door of a third room, where her husband is in the chair, and tells her to kill the person she finds there. She closes the door and six shots ring out, along with terrible screaming and sounds of a huge fight. Finally, the woman emrges from the room, pats her hair into place and tells the agent, "You didn't tell me the gun was loaded with blanks. I had to beat him to death with the chair!"