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Because mythology and facts are all the same to the intellectually lazy. Why work to prepare your own food when you can be hand fed someone else's version of nourishment? There is also a healthy dose of confirmation bias required, but when combined with intellectual sloth, opinions become immutable truths to those who “knew it all along”.Why is it when you work in a union job people start thinking all they have to do is show up and do nothing?
A rare example of this obsessive compulsives occasional application of “who cares?” I don’t know who created Mongolian beef, and normally I would not rest until I did, but it’s so good I’m able to enjoy it without that knowledge. I wish I was kidding, but…Did the Mongols really create Mongolian Beef?
Ah yes, the truly important questions in life,A rare example of this obsessive compulsives occasional application of “who cares?” I don’t know who created Mongolian beef, and normally I would not rest until I did, but it’s so good I’m able to enjoy it without that knowledge. I wish I was kidding, but…![]()
Unfortunately, just about every question that pops in to my head is important, at least to me. As I’ve grown older I’ve managed to moderate the compulsion that drives me to need to know, and I’ve (finally) learned to tell the difference between important and casual facts, but there are certain areas where I’m powerless to just let it go. If there is a personal hell, this could well be it. It has certainly been mine for most of my life. I don’t ignore things to pursue the near endless tangental questions unrelated to the task at hand, but they never go away until I address them.Ah yes, the truly important questions in life,
"Do you think in England they just call them muffins?"
"Is this really what bacon is like in Canada?"
"Do Chinese people just call it, 'food?'"
"what if the onions in the french onion soup aren't actually french?"
"Why do they call them chop sticks, you don't use them to chop anything"
Fair enough my man, everybody is wired differently, and I can see how this sort of thing could really affect some people.Unfortunately, just about every question that pops in to my head is important, at least to me. As I’ve grown older I’ve managed to moderate the compulsion that drives me to need to know, and I’ve (finally) learned to tell the difference between important and casual facts, but there are certain areas where I’m powerless to just let it go. If there is a personal hell, this could well be it. It has certainly been mine for most of my life. I don’t ignore things to pursue the near endless tangental questions unrelated to the task at hand, but they never go away until I address them.
There is an upside. Wifey was fond of referring to me as a warehouse of worthless information.Fair enough my man, everybody is wired differently, and I can see how this sort of thing could really affect some people.
I ain't burying no survivors! Those people fight back!! I'd give the dead to their families and let them figure it out.
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They can be considered as particles or waves. It depends on what effect you are considering when they hit somethingDo photons have mass? I think the current belief is no. Could be wrong.
If I'm correct, why does a black hole capture light?
CorrectA tray is used to carry or hold items while a platter is used strictly to present or display food on. Think of platter as short for a plate like you eat off of.
Year ago, I used to work the night shift, Mon - Fri.
One Saturday morning, I came home to see my neighbour setting up a yard sale. I go into my house, get changed, grab a beer and go back outside to see what she has for sale. She freaks out.
'How can you drink beer this early in the day?!'
'I just got off of work. It's time to relax'
'But, it's 7am! That's too early!'
'It's like, 4pm for me though. I work all night, remember?'
'But, but, but ..'
'You're correct, I'll be right back'
So, I go back inside, pour my beer into a coffee mug and go back out.
'That's better', she says.
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