GEICO gives police departments money earmarked specifically for new LIDAR and RADAR devices.
What the hell? The more you know you realize the Man is out there and beating you down at every opportunity. You must become one with the man. Resistance is futile.
http://www.anandaanswers.com/pages/naaFalse.html
False rape allegations constitute 41% of the total forcible rape cases (109) reported during this period. These false allegations appear to serve three major functions for the complainants: providing an alibi, seeking revenge, and obtaining sympathy and attention.
[False rape allegations are reported in similar numbers at college campuses; approximately 50% of rape charges are admitted to be false by the accuser.]
This speaks for itself.
Well more accurately Kirkland, WA.
As part of this whole moving process, I’m starting to think that I’ve made myself hollow inside. I have either numbed or become completely insensitive to the varieties of emotional/intellectual pain. My adaptation to extreme stimulus, particularly negative reward stimulus has been to excise it from existence.
For example, when I was a little kid I used to enjoy watching TV and playing with friends. Then I was grounded and eventually it got up to 180 days. That’s right 180 days. All I could do was go to school, read, and do homework. Rather than let my parents get away with correcting my behavior, I focused on enjoying what I was allowed to do to the point that somehow I convinced my mind that it was fun. I started reading so much, that I was reading approximately 500 pages / day. I read Robert Jordan’s The Shadow Rising in one night. If you know WoT, you know how obnoxiously long the books can be. I got really good at using the computer and playing math blaster. I focused on what I could do so much, that the pain of losing what I formerly enjoyed and could not do just disappeared. This repeated itself through out my life. When I lose something or it’s taken away from me, rather than fighting to get it back… I simply replace it. This seems to include women. After I had problems with ex (? yah it’s still ?), I started dating and hooking up like crazy. I also just earned the Raytheon Achievement Award. Yay, me! Everyone, thinks I’m an overachiever, because I work a lot. Work is just one of those things that no one can take away… like knowledge and skills. Some folks are born… made to wave the flag.
Emotionally, I’m finally back to where I was freshman and sophomore years in college. I’m ready to dive into work, working out, and not relaxing. For me relaxing… is just not very relaxing. Maybe, I need to stop treating life like leveling up. You know 25 push ups = 1 xp, 5 xp until the next level, next level means I can do 1 more push up. My special stats also get a bonus every 5 levels! +5 dexterity for playing the Viola everyday and doing parkour!
Plus, I have a very strong feeling that unless I go hang around the U of W campus, girls in Seattle are going to suck. Female in software engineering (most of the seattle female population) and in bands (rest of seattle female population) usually aggravate me to no end.
Life goes on.
Unable to cope with my girlfriend problems with Lindsey, I decided to take the easy way out and commit suicide. I forgot the basic advice though, up the stream not across the river 
The results 
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I’m just kidding of course! Suicide is messed up no one should do it, except those who fall into that oregon assisted suicide law… standard disclaimer, yadda yadda IANAL blah blah.
Anyway, that is just one of many scares I will have after hitting a deer going 25 MPH on my road bike @ 1:00 AM on the W & OD.
I was riding down the trail thinking and though awwwh dear so I play roared at it. It being a deer bolted off in the same direction my bike was traveling. I was going fast and picking up speed so it wasn’t getting away…
Anyway, I was coming to a bridge shortly before Hunter Mill (yeah, there are deer in vienna imagine that) when i noticed oh there’s fence around the bridge. Deer was still running along side trying to get away. Then it cross in front of me & WHAM it tries to jump the fence and fails. It freaks out and bolts back across to the other side… OH SHIT!
The last image burned into my eyes are a dear’s head with it’s eyes staring right into mine illuminated in the blinking LED glow from headlights. I remember a dull thud seeing it fly forward and fall over, myself detaching from my bicycle and flipping over the deer, my bicycle flying back. I was on the floor and immediately on my feet, blood pumping and then I did something stupid again.. I roared at the deer. A deep guttural roar. Then I noticed it was one of those deer with antlers and I was like oh shit… it’s gonna charge me and I’m going to get skewered by a buck on the W & OD at 1 AM, coming home from work. What a way to go.
Then it turned around and ran away and I collapsed back on the floor. I hadn’t felt so tired and out of breath in a long time. I just lay there for about 5 minutes and then everything started hurting. Especially my severely bruise left side on which I had landed on. My left wrist is still oozing blood and it’s been like 2 hours. My entire left side is turning several shades of purple and yellow. Hell yeah!
THEN I GET TO FUCKING MCDONALDS AND IT’S FUCKING CLOSED! SO IS TACO BELL! WHAT THE FUCK?
I just had a near death experience and I wanted a 10 piece chicken nugget with sweet and sour sauce and my suburban McTacoHut (Wiehle & 267) is closed? At 1 AM? 24 HOUR DRIVE THRUS PLEASE. I swear I saw like 5 cars pull in only to find out it was closed while I was there.
So I dejectedly rode home, took pictures, cleaned myself up and made a blog entry.
No more biking to work, both my bikes are now in the shop. How unfortunate. Alas, though I think I’m taking this whole manliness thing to far. Observe this conversation:
(2:49:38 AM) schuldi*: Is it all your blood?
(2:49:40 AM) Matt *: It’s my blood
(2:49:44 AM) schuldi*: Oh.
(2:49:59 AM) schuldi*: Uh, maybe you should have stopped by the ER instead?
(2:55:27 AM) Matt *: boo
(2:55:31 AM) Matt *: real men don’t go to the ER
(2:55:35 AM) Matt *: they bleed to death
RAWR! I do feel good though. I faced down a deer. Now for a water buffalo or a hippo.
******* : Sort of.
******* : Trying to remember the class schedule of a friend to see if we can play civ4 before I go to work. :p
This is what girls in Seattle are like.
Great, gotta redo all my routines to be slightly geek friendly now.
*sigh*
Editor’s note: Emily Deschanel is an actress and animal rights activist. She’s a spokesperson for the Humane Society of the United States and currently stars in the TV series “Bones.” She’s also appeared in movies such as “Glory Road,” “Spiderman 2″ and “Cold Mountain.”
LOS ANGELES, California — Like most decent Americans, I have been sickened by the Michael Vick dogfighting debacle. There can be no excuse for torturing and abusing man’s best friend — forcing dogs to fight to the death, under penalty of death. That a high-profile athlete like Vick carried this out in the name of “sport” makes it all the more disgusting.
Football & Boxing: Creating financial incentives so black people will knock the shit out of each other. All in the name of sport. Oh wait…
Emily Deschanel says dogfighting is a societal scourge, not a sport.
If any good can be gleaned from the Michael Vick situation, it may be an increased public awareness of dogfighting and the need to stop this sickening spectacle. Since Vick’s indictment, animal control agencies across the country have reported a sharp increase in the number of calls about dogfighting.
Next week it will be something else.
While the outcome of the Vick case is a great victory against dogfighting, there is still much to be done. Although Vick’s dogfighting operation has been dismantled, it was only one of countless thousands of such operations across the country, where dogs suffer untold horrors at the hands of their handlers.
I’m sure it’s a great victory, because dismantling one of thousands of such operations is made a great victory by the fact that someone big went down.
Now that we have strong laws in place, it’s time to tackle dogfighting at its roots.
Unfortunately, legions of today’s youths are being sold the lie that fighting dogs is a way to prove their bravery and machismo. This twisted mind-set is marketed by certain forces of popular culture, from high-rolling rap artists who boast about their pit bulls’ prowess to millionaire sports stars like Vick.
How the hell do you get sold a lie like that? According, to that logic I should be in the Marines or Special Ops from playing so many Tom Clancy games.
As a result, the scourge of street dogfighting has infiltrated virtually every urban area across the country. Gang members and street thugs seek street cred by showing they have the baddest dogs on the block.
Ahh, the Big Penis effect, identified by Irina.
Although less organized than the larger-scale, professional dogfighting operations run by big shots like Vick, the street dogfighting carried out in dark basements and back alleys is no less brutal. Dogs are beaten, abused and goaded into aggression and then set upon each other in duels to the death. Poor fighters are an embarrassment to their owners and are killed by brutal means.
Compounding the tragedy is the fact that even if these dogs are rescued from their abusers, happy endings are few and far between. Most rescued fighting dogs have been selectively bred for such extreme aggression to other dogs that — even while they are loving toward people — they cannot be safely adopted into the community. Sadly, humane euthanasia is their only option.
It’s too much work / money to actually take care of them. I’m not giving up my Bentley for some dogs, but I will write a blog about it!
I have heard it said that the while Americans may find the Vick case compelling, it’s inconsequential to society at large, and we should be worrying about larger issues. I have heard others complain that Vick’s victims were “just dogs,” and that Americans’ outrage is overblown.
Yeah, it was. Consider the forgotten war on drugs and the murder rate in the US. Of course, those issues are a tad bit more complicated. Dogfighting is something that’s easy to be outraged over without worry about having to actually think about the issue.
Nothing could be further from the truth. The outcome of the Vick case has far-reaching implications for the dogfighting world and therefore, community safety overall.
Bullshit detector just went crazy.
Because violence breeds violence, dogfighting endangers communities wherever it occurs. Aside from hurting animals, it nurtures a violent mind-set that makes it easier for people to brutalize other people. The results of a recent Chicago Police Department study bear this out: Of those arrested for animal crimes, including dogfighting, 65 percent had past arrests for battery.
Ah, the fallacy of correlation implies causation. Even the way you wrote it, it seemed like bad people that commit animals crimes were… *surprise* … bad people!
These statistics, coupled with the sheer moral turpitude involved in torturing our canine companions to death, should be enough motivation for Americans to accept that dogfighting is no sport. It’s a social scourge that we all must take part in fighting.
No shit, sherlock. Unfortunately, most Americans they need the moral guidance and validation of an actress to tell them what’s right.
She used the words “street cred.” It just went downhill from there.
I am addicted to information. I check CNN every hour. I try to gather as much information as possible before making a decision. I seriously solve linear programming problems, before making some financial decisions.
Sometimes, I even use non-linear formulations on concave functions (Lagrangian multipliers, ftw).
Theorems of the Alternative and 2nd order KKT conditions *orgasm*
Why all this now? Because if I have one piece of advice I feel I should share, even though I’m sure everyone has heard it before… it is READ! Read books that challenge your viewpoints and don’t agree with the way you think. It is in discovering your own inconsistencies that you will discover your true nature and motivations. You can’t trust the rationalization your mind comes up with for behaving the way it does (especially girls).
You must examine yourself, your actions, and your feelings. Then collect external input. Resolve existential conflicts.
Rinse & Repeat.
If I’d never come across Roosh’s website, I would never have gotten Bang or The Game. Without that, I probably would still be a nice guy that was the eternal friend. Once I applied economic theory to dating, it made so much more sense (inspired by one of Roissy’s post).
Luckily the women I seem to interested in are currently suffering from a supply side shortage, meaning my own value is inflated because of high demand and low supply. It’s a good time to roll in record profits.
I’m moving to Seattle soon. Once there I will practice shutting down nerds, which seems pretty easy.
Wonderful. Sunny outlook in a cloudy town. Plus, I’ve heard from other mixed people their that you get to pass off as white, because the lack sunlight shuts down all the melanocytes in your skin. WONDERFUL!
I just figured out why I’ve been writing so much today. I had a can of red bull in the morning. It gives you wings!
I must give credit where it’s due and say that there is a lot of valuable information in those books that’s helped me on my dates. All the crap about openers, NLP, routines, and all sorts of other gimmicks is pretty much trash when dealing with the kind women, I’m looking for. The sections in both books on body language, confidence, and inner game are invaluable. Probably the most important line for me from the game was “in order to get a girl, you must be willing to lose her.” You cannot be worried about what the girl thinks of you and you have to be willing to walk away knowing you can find another girl just as good or better. That is an issue of power & confidence and shows through in your entire attitude and posture.
That is one thing, I have to agree with the authors of The Game and Bang. As a guy you must maintain the balance of power in your favor, while dating. If a girl picks up on neediness, desperation, or you caring more about her than yourself then you are putting yourself at her mercy. You will either lose their respect or they will squeeze you for every last bit. It basically comes down on whether you trust the girl to use that sort of power correctly and not abuse it. If you do perhaps you should be considering progressing the relationship further 
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