Heights of Velahood or creative recreation. Make your call. But I honestly came to appreciate the cool of a Vampire as opposed to the skin ripping passion of a Werewolf. Look at it my way, a Vampire loves his job. Every being it bites into is a finger-licking treat. A Werewolf on the other hand, lives in constant dread of what he is. He turns into a power far superior to any that most mortals would ever have and is too taken by it to actually feel it.
This is hilarious! I just clicked an ad for one of those make your blog pay (that sounds pretty vicious if you ask me!) courses and this is what I got. I recommend you read the whole page. For laughs.
You have lots of comment spam to weed through and suddenly doing the dishes seems a like a lot more fun. Your blog becomes a waste of money. Your blog becomes a waste of time.Your blog becomes dead weight. Shouldn’t there be some way to make money at this? The frustrating truth is: most blogs don’t go anywhere.
Trust Asimov to be what he is…
Asimov, Isaac(1920-1992) b. Petrovichi, Russia.(With reference to a correspondent)The young specialist in English Lit, …lectured me severely on the fact that in every century people have thought they understood the Universe at last, and in every century they were proved to be wrong. It follows that the one thing we can say about our modern “knowledge” is that it is wrong….My answer to him was, “… when people thought the Earth was flat, they were wrong. When people thought the Earth was spherical they were wrong. But if you think that thinking the Earth is spherical is just as wrong as thinking the Earth is flat, then your view is wronger than both of them put together.”
Now there’s something that makes sense. I was beginning to wonder if it was only the Japanese that even had a modicum of appreciation for a moral machine’s potential. American Sci-Fi is always so “machines are going to kill us all.”
There are hundreds of thousands of machines today that can physically outperform human beings in particular tasks. Ever since IBM’s Deep Blue beat Gary Kasparov at chess in 1996, the mental task, too, has become academic. Obviously this fact does not make Deep Blue better than human. However, consider a machine that is morally superior to man; that, in my opinion, could qualify as a machine that is better than human, in fact, superior to mankind.
I stole this bit from an Asur’s blog. He’ll never know *snicker snicker*
My uncle Shantanu used to treat the phrase with more courtesy than he ever showed my grand aunt, the great Hisara of the Kantharr dynasty. Even when possessed by supremely unsettling fits of rage, he had calm enough to summon his magical sword by closing his eyes and muttering the phrase as deep under his breath as possible and opening his eyes only after the golden blade (yes, he had a gold blade. mighty lucky in battle he was too) had simmered into solidity in his outstretched hand.
Well, its that time of the year again. Time when we wonder if there is anything to Friday the Thirteenth at all. That we do it on the damn day itself, says a lot about the supposedly ‘above-these-things’ ones amongst us. Having been incredibly lucky all my life (see? I don’t even touch anything remotely wooden looking!), I dare say I am in a rather commentor worthy position here.
Evan as far back as when I was in school, I never ever got down on my knees wishing for luck. Not that I don’t believe in luck but that I have always felt it around me. I am confident that a competent enough psychic would even see some kind of protective halo around me if he/she passed me by.