PSYC3D web 3.0
The inner chaos of a web guy's mind.
Individualism – A Life Lesson
Jan 30th
I don’t normally rant publicly about things that bother me, usually I just wander aimlessly about the house and yell at inanimate objects. Frustrated at the idiocity* of the human race. However this particular thing that bothers me about people is worthy of posting so here goes.
*Idiocity – YES I know this word is not found in the English dictionary. Read the following as I believe it should be entered into both the medical journals and dictionary.
id-i-oc-ity /idiocity/ Pronunciation Key – Show Spelled Pronunciation[id-ee-uh-sit-ee]
-noun
- the disease which cause people to be idiots.
- Psychology. a person of the lowest order in a former classification of mental retardation, having a mental age of less than three years old and an intelligence quotient under 25.
[Origin: Derived from the -noun IDIOT idiocity is a mental disorder that plagues a large percentage of the general population. Relief from the symptoms can be found in education, listening and study however there is no cure beyond that of common sense]
-Synonyms 1. fool, half-wit; imbecile; dolt, dunce, numskull.
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Good to be back
Jan 27th
The hosting server went down for 3 days causing all of my sites to go down, I apologize to the readers for the downtime. We are all back up and running now and I am transferring to a more reliable server and hosting service this week. I will get back to posting more fun stuff this week.
A couple whose marriage was going on the rocks…
Jan 22nd
A couple whose marriage was going on the rocks sought the advice of a marriage counsellor. The counsellor pleaded with them to patch up their quarrel, but they were adamant.
“So,” said the counsellor, “you know the consequences and you want to part. Remember this. You must divide your property equally.”
The wife flared up. “You mean the $4,000 I have saved up? I must give him half? My money?”
“Yes,” said the counsellor. “He gets $2,000. You get $2,000.”
“What about my furniture? I paid for that.”
“Same thing,” answered the counsellor. “Your husband gets the bedroom and the living room; you get the dining room and the kitchen.”
There was a challenging gleam in the wife’s eye. “What about our three children?”
That stumped him. Shrewdly he assayed the situation, then he came up with a Solomonic answer. “Go back and live together until your fourth
child is born. Then you take two children and your husband takes two.”
The wife shook her head. “No, I’m sure that wouldn’t work out. If I depended on him, I wouldn’t have the three I got.”
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