Things can always get worse

Again and again I find myself agreeing with this wise thought: “Things can always get worse.”. If you thought that having George Bush for the president sucked, than imagine having this guy instead. Now that would be a start of World War III coincedenting with Civil War II and Great Election Revolution. Probably some more military activity would have been noticed everywhere in the world.

Basically, this is a list of “wisdom” bits from a highly decorated Special Forces Combat Veteran and ex-POW Major Mark Smith. This list includes things like:

If any country, group, religious sect or individual threatens America, we must kill them.

and

There is no need to search for answers as to why some overseas do not like us. We should not care.

Make sure to also read the comments to the article. It would have been a lot funnier if it wasn’t so serious…

Queen adaption for hosting advertising

Queen’s “We will rock you” is a short, but well-known song. It is also very recognizable, which is good for advertising. One could use it to advertise web hosting, for examlpe:

We will we will host you
We will we will host you

I’ll leave it up to you to finish the lyrics.

Alternative etymology of the word ‘wise’

I had a revelation recently about etymology of the word ‘wise’. It came to me when I was reading and thinknig about different stages in child’s life. There is one particular period when a child asks one billion questions per second. ‘How does fridge work?’, ‘When did you and mama meet?’, ‘Why is the sky blue?’, etc. In Russian parenting books, this period is sometimes called ‘a why’s age’ (‘почемучки’), meaning an age where a child asks a lot of ‘Why?’ questions.

And than it hit me – why’s age. It sounds a lot like ‘wise’. And it can be connected too – asking lots of questions can make one wise.

I thought that I’ve discovered the etymology of ‘wise’ on my own, without any references. But when I decided to verify that it was indeed so, I found out that I was wrong. Online Etymology Dictionary has this entry for ‘wise’.

I like mine better anyway.

Whit Monday

I was on my way to the Municipal park with Maxim today. We were passing by few office buildings. The street was empty and silent. There was only one guy in a suit and tie and he was trying to enter one of the buildings. It was locked. He looked around trying to understand what’s going on. Than he took his mobile and dialed a number. Since it was very quiet around I could hear his conversation perfectly. It went like this:

– Hi John. Are you sleeping? Sorry to wake you up…
– …
– It’s 7:50 in the morning.
– …
– Yes, it’s Monday.
– …
– Well, I’m trying to get into the office, but everything is locked and closed. What’s going on? I need to make a conference call with David and Veronica in 15 minutes…
– …
– What?!!! And what holiday is that?
– …
– Oh, I see. Dang! What I am supposed to do now?
– …
– Yeah, true. You’re probably right. I’ll go back to bed. I’ll call them and appologize…
– …
– Thanks, man. Sorry to wake you up. Cheers, mate.

Poor guy woke up, shaved and showered, put on his suit, had a breakfast, drove all the way to his office. And only than he found out that it is Whit Monday today, which is a public holiday. I felt pity for him…

This incident nicely illustrates why I don’t like moving holidays. All public holidays should be on a fixed date to avoid confusion. And those religious beurocratic bastards should be forced to confirm with the regulation. Period.