The following are our wild guesses as to the other missing half of this “There are some questions that can’t be answered by Google” sign (because we’re sure there’s a missing half):
1. … but can be mitigated by saying, “Holy shit, Batman!”
2. …but can be answered by Elmer Fudd.
3. …such as, “Why are there motherfucking snakes on a plane, and not motherfucking Presbyterians?”
Just created my third group, which is actually my saturday class’ name. Sabado Mights.Currently uploading files to this site. Although limited to members of that class, browse it if your a novice MT like us.
Wired has a list of good reasons why mobile phones are actually made by the Devil. And although Wired’s list is already reasonably short, I’m compelled to snip here and there to make it really snappy — until nothing’s left but the pure fact of these devices’ inherent “badness.”
Cell phones are from hell; let me count the ways.
1. They nag the hell out of you, which is the downside of it’s Anywhere, Anytime nature.
2. They’re bad for your health — their annoying screech of a ring tone is the telecom equivalent of a bad mother-in-law joke. Plus, they also attract street thugs, who may or may not have any compunction in kicking the daylights out of you.
3. They mark your spot, thanks to satellites. Anywhere you go, those “eyes in the sky” know.
4. They make “flexitime” fashionable and firm appointments obsolete.
5. They make public space “private” — on the subway, on the bus, on the streets are people you can no longer make small talk with because they often have private conversations with somebody else you don’t see. It’s annoying; how the hell would you serve your amazing pick-up line to that hot chick over there?
