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Just Chat! / An apology - BUT...

« on: 17/07/2016 04:40:48 »

As an American, I feel a bit chagrined that we, as a people, have avoided a fate that has befallen the British populous. Our deepest condolences and sympathies.

I speak of the regrettable circumstance that you have been given the johnson -  Boris Johnson. We Americans are mainly unaware that B.J. - those ARE his initials) Boris - is originally a New Yorker. I know, I know, his parents are British citizens. But we US citizens are mostly unaware of this "unfortunate" circumstances. He is a US citizen by birth. (All innuendo is pure coincidence.)

My deepest condolences?

P.S. Our condolences and regrets DO NOT mean we will take him back under ANY conditions. He's your problem now, you  denizens of the British Isles and the three Crown dependencies.

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Just Chat! / Ack! The sky is falling!

« on: 15/07/2016 03:44:10 »

OK.  Is Boris Johnson a real person? He seems to be a clown with a blond wig.

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Just Chat! / In Memory - an aniverssary post for an amazing man and an N.S. Member

« on: 26/06/2016 22:45:32 »

Pardon my sentimental post, Its hard to belive it has been 7 years


by Jem Europe Hawkes by - Sunday, November 15, 2009 at 9:30am

It was the beginning of June this year (it was either the 30th of May or the 6th of June) and I was at work in Stargoat. I work Saturdays doing that job to which most 14 year old boys aspire: working in a guitar shop. That day a geezer sidled into the shop and wandered round so, being as he was leather jacket bound and had long purple hair, I thought this was the kind of guy I would like to serve. We chatted for a while and discovered we had a common love of the Ibanez brand of guitars. You might or might now know that it had taken me two years of scrimping and saving every little penny to buy myself an RG1570 Prestige Ibanez guitar last year. You know now!

I talked with him for a while and ha wandered off. I said to my boss Paul that I thought he would definitely be back to buy a guitar from us. Damn me for not being on commission eh!

The following week (possibly the week after) I went into work and Paul informed me that Eth (or KEN as Paul called him) had placed a large order for Ibanez guitars. He was a regular fixture after that and we always chatted. He ever accepted some of Paul's dodgy teas ... Paul likes the green and white teas so his regulars are always given a nice hot cup of something or another. Some we liked and others we really really didn't.

The Saturday after my birthday (10th of June is my birthday and no, it's not a hint), Kenny visited the shop and overheard me and Paul talking, my husband hadn't got me a gift of any kind and I was pulling a whinge. He popped out for a cig and later returned with a nice card. I was incredibly touched that he should bother. Soon after I received an open invitation to "come up and play" which was a bit different from being invited up to see somebody's etchings FNARR.

It didn't take long before we were chatting about anything and everything, not just guitars and music, but history and past partners and tarot cards and mysticism and dragons and ... the list is almost endless. Every time we got together we laughed. I took him to Sainsburys and he bought us a coffee one day, he went off to drop a prescription while I ordered and he snuck up behind me and jabbed me in the ribs. I screamed so loud that I think everyone looked. It took a few days to stop laughing.

There was also a day in town (strangely another coffee shop, was it our common love for java lava that brought us together?) where we cleared the Italian bistro by being all loud and giggly. He always accused me of getting "giddy" when we went out but I just always felt happy in his company.

As I grew from being fond of him to love him, I remember mailing my close friends (henceforth known as the coven) and asking if I was being stupid. I knew of course by this time that he did not have a long time to live and I wondered if I should allow myself to love him. I couldn't NOT love him. He had an infectious character and I just adored spending time with him. He repeatedly offered me money for petrol and I repeatedly refused. I did finally cave in and accept some the day I found out my husband had lost his job in October. I filled the car up, bought him some bread and stuff with the change. Our relationship was never about the fact that I had no money and he did. I will admit that he never let me buy the coffee though. Grrrrrrrrr. That actually makes me kind of sad to think about it now. But I did make at least 100 pots of coffee at his flat so I guess that goes part way towards repaying the debt.

We spent a lot of time together and although some of it was domestic, as we spent nearly 3 hours doing Tesco the other week, we always but ALWAYS had fun.

He came with my son, his friend Ben and myself to the Coventry Transport Museum and had a cracking time, depsite my friend (Karen I'm looking at you here) having lent me her SatNav which wanted us to drive through buildings and over footbridges. He was tired but really happy at the end of that day. I had planned to take him by myself to Stratford upon Avon where I was born.

A couple of weeks ago Eth decided that he would give me a few quid to tidy his flat and get him organised better. To be honest I was really glad because his flat and a huge cuddling  mess. He had to crab sideways to get into his bed because of the giant boxes with bags of crap on them. So Tuesday 3rd November I spent the whole day with him. I cleared and sorted and sifted through the crap and by the end of the day his flat was beautifully presentable. It was by far the nicest day's work I have ever or shall ever undertake. The pleasure of spending so many hours with him was entirely worth far more than any "job" could ever pay. I spent the Thursday with him too and this time we went through paperwork and he showed we where the will was kept and we put everything in order. I also tracked down some information and certificates he required. He had grand plans to buy a stupid car (Merc or Ferrari or Aston, my vote went to the Aston!) and so needed to reapply to get his driving license back.

I left work a little bit early on Saturday and we spent some time together chatting before I had to leave. I wanted to see him before my trip to Hamburg that would have me leaving home at 2.30 on Monday 9th. I also popped over to see him on Sunday for 10 minutes (primarily to ensure he enough cigs for whilst I was away, but basically an excuse because I didn't like leaving him for long periods of time) and met Neil briefly.

Eth texted me at exactly 2.30 on Monday morning as he knew I would be leaving at that time.

It reads:

"Have a good trip babes. See you when you get back XXX"

That is the last time I heard from him.

He was taken into hospital on Monday mid-morning. Tuesday morning his breathing became laboured and the MacMillan nurse advised via telephone to let him have some nice injections that would soothe his panic. I was told by Alan the ward nurse (whom I met when I went to gether Eth's possessions on Thursday) that he became much calmer and slept. Our mutual friend (and my Saturday boss) Paul was called and was with him holding his hand and he finally gave up his life. It was a peaceful and painless death.

I will put my house and all my worldly goods on the fact that Eth died whilst I was away to spare me the pain but I will always want to have been there for him.

I found amongst Eth's possessions a Telegraph Crossword book which was folded open and pressed up the outside of the bag so it was immediately visible - the back page reads:

"I leave everything to Jem K Weaver 10/11/09"

I now know that I was being thought of as he died and that will stay with me forever.

Since I met this man I have not been the same. I told him that I "proper" loved him once and he called me a soppy sod and hugged me but I truly did not know until now that he loved me as much as I loved him.

I am so sorry if this is painful for you to read but I wanted to share everything of Eth's that I have, and being as this is just 5 month's worth of memories, I wanted to write it all down.

Eth truly believe he had longer, maybe another couple of months at the flat and then perhaps some more in the hospice. There are songs unfinished.

I will never forget this man. I will never stop loving him. I hope that there is something after this life, I don't care how that forms but that there could be another chance to meet with him and talk more, to hold each other, to make up for the years we never knew each other.

Thank you for allowing me to outpour my soul in this way.

I'm grateful to my friends for being here for me and I am grateful to Eth's friends (who I hope will become my own also) as they might help me to learn more, to regale me with Eth stories and to build up the history behind the mystery.

I never knew that I could love someone like this who I was not related to or had not had a sexual relationship with. What can I say more than this? I love and miss Eth and I will never be able to find anyone like him again and it's not cuddling  fair.

Jem

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Geek Speak / browser certificates

« on: 18/07/2015 02:32:21 »

What are they and what do they do?  Can they be detrimental?

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General Science / How much energy??

« on: 28/04/2013 20:29:04 »

How much energy is involved in this quote from a Wikipedia page. ----- [Rocky] "Marciano's punch was tested and it was featured in the December 1963 issue of Boxing Illustrated: "Marciano's knockout blow packs more explosive energy than an armour-piercing bullet and represents as much energy as would be required to spot lift 1000 pounds one foot off the ground."[19][20]" 1000 foot pounds?? Joules?? newton?

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The Environment / How is water vapour factored into models of climate change?

« on: 18/04/2013 20:49:58 »

This is hard science.  Up until I saw this I was not open to any discussion on climate change. It was an proven fact. I have Googled "climate models," read the articles and  can say I do not know if either side has this "RIGHT!" with the degree of certainty implied by the word 'right' in quotes. The single fact that the most prevalent green house gas was not included in ANY model makes me throw out all models - none include it. That gas is water vapor.

How can any model be correct without all atmospheric gasses including the heaviest and most prevalent is not included?

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Just Chat! / Moi ---- (mowah, you heatherns!)

« on: 08/04/2013 02:52:25 »

I am back - sort of. I am laying simi-upright in a bed in a hospital room, going on my 11th or 12th month of hospitalization. I will post as I am able to do so.

Scheduled to move to Lubbock Texas from Austin in a week. It is for a job even though I will still be in care until I am able to walk better, a period of a month or more. The man really was lied to a lot about me.  :I  Its his money. He is a friend of the Dallas Cowboys' owner so I should see a home game or two each year.

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Just Chat! / KenETH Lord Montfitchette

« on: 29/11/2012 03:04:07 »

by J.E.H on Sunday, November 15, 2009 at 9:30am ·

It was the beginning of June this year (it was either the 30th of May or the 6th of June) and I was at work in Stargoat. I work Saturdays doing that job to which most 14 year old boys aspire: working in a guitar shop. That day a geezer sidled into the shop and wandered round so, being as he was leather jacket bound and had long purple hair, I thought this was the kind of guy I would like to serve. We chatted for a while and discovered we had a common love of the Ibanez brand of guitars. You might or might now know that it had taken me two years of scrimping and saving every little penny to buy myself an RG1570 Prestige Ibanez guitar last year. You know now!

I talked with him for a while and ha wandered off. I said to my boss P. that I thought he would definitely be back to buy a guitar from us. Damn me for not being on commission eh!

The following week (possibly the week after) I went into work and P. informed me that Eth (or KEN as P. called him) had placed a large order for Ibanez guitars. He was a regular fixture after that and we always chatted. He ever accepted some of P.'s dodgy teas ... P. likes the green and white teas so his regulars are always given a nice hot cup of something or another. Some we liked and others we really really didn't.

The Saturday after my birthday (10th of June is my birthday and no, it's not a hint), Kenny visited the shop and overheard me and P. talking, my husband hadn't got me a gift of any kind and I was pulling a whinge. He popped out for a cig and later returned with a nice card. I was incredibly touched that he should bother. Soon after I received an open invitation to "come up and play" which was a bit different from being invited up to see somebody's etchings FNARR.

It didn't take long before we were chatting about anything and everything, not just guitars and music, but history and past partners and tarot cards and mysticism and dragons and ... the list is almost endless. Every time we got together we laughed. I took him to Sainsburys and he bought us a coffee one day, he went off to drop a prescription while I ordered and he snuck up behind me and jabbed me in the ribs. I screamed so loud that I think everyone looked. It took a few days to stop laughing.

There was also a day in town (strangely another coffee shop, was it our common love for java lava that brought us together?) where we cleared the Italian bistro by being all loud and giggly. He always accused me of getting "giddy" when we went out but I just always felt happy in his company.

As I grew from being fond of him to love him, I remember mailing my close friends (henceforth known as the coven) and asking if I was being stupid. I knew of course by this time that he did not have a long time to live and I wondered if I should allow myself to love him. I couldn't NOT love him. He had an infectious character and I just adored spending time with him. He repeatedly offered me money for petrol and I repeatedly refused. I did finally cave in and accept some the day I found out my husband had lost his job in October. I filled the car up, bought him some bread and stuff with the change. Our relationship was never about the fact that I had no money and he did. I will admit that he never let me buy the coffee though. Grrrrrrrrr. That actually makes me kind of sad to think about it now. But I did make at least 100 pots of coffee at his flat so I guess that goes part way towards repaying the debt.

We spent a lot of time together and although some of it was domestic, as we spent nearly 3 hours doing Tesco the other week, we always but ALWAYS had fun.

He came with my son, his friend Ben and myself to the Coventry Transport Museum and had a cracking time, depsite my friend (Karen I'm looking at you here) having lent me her SatNav which wanted us to drive through buildings and over footbridges. He was tired but really happy at the end of that day. I had planned to take him by myself to Stratford upon Avon where I was born.

A couple of weeks ago Eth decided that he would give me a few quid to tidy his flat and get him organised better. To be honest I was really glad because his flat and a huge cuddling  mess. He had to crab sideways to get into his bed because of the giant boxes with bags of crap on them. So Tuesday 3rd November I spent the whole day with him. I cleared and sorted and sifted through the crap and by the end of the day his flat was beautifully presentable. It was by far the nicest day's work I have ever or shall ever undertake. The pleasure of spending so many hours with him was entirely worth far more than any "job" could ever pay. I spent the Thursday with him too and this time we went through paperwork and he showed we where the will was kept and we put everything in order. I also tracked down some information and certificates he required. He had grand plans to buy a stupid car (Merc or Ferrari or Aston, my vote went to the Aston!) and so needed to reapply to get his driving license back.

I left work a little bit early on Saturday and we spent some time together chatting before I had to leave. I wanted to see him before my trip to Hamburg that would have me leaving home at 2.30 on Monday 9th. I also popped over to see him on Sunday for 10 minutes (primarily to ensure he enough cigs for whilst I was away, but basically an excuse because I didn't like leaving him for long periods of time) and met Neil briefly.

Eth texted me at exactly 2.30 on Monday morning as he knew I would be leaving at that time.

It reads:

"Have a good trip babes. See you when you get back XXX"

That is the last time I heard from him.

He was taken into hospital on Monday mid-morning. Tuesday morning his breathing became laboured and the MacMillan nurse advised via telephone to let him have some nice injections that would soothe his panic. I was told by Alan the ward nurse (whom I met when I went to gether Eth's possessions on Thursday) that he became much calmer and slept. Our mutual friend (and my Saturday boss) P. was called and was with him holding his hand and he finally gave up his life. It was a peaceful and painless death.

I will put my house and all my worldly goods on the fact that Eth died whilst I was away to spare me the pain but I will always want to have been there for him.

I found amongst Eth's possessions a Telegraph Crossword book which was folded open and pressed up the outside of the bag so it was immediately visible - the back page reads:

"I leave everything to J. K. W. 10/11/09"

I now know that I was being thought of as he died and that will stay with me forever.

Since I met this man I have not been the same. I told him that I "proper" loved him once and he called me a soppy sod and hugged me but I truly did not know until now that he loved me as much as I loved him.

I am so sorry if this is painful for you to read but I wanted to share everything of Eth's that I have, and being as this is just 5 month's worth of memories, I wanted to write it all down.

Eth truly believe he had longer, maybe another couple of months at the flat and then perhaps some more in the hospice. There are songs unfinished.

I will never forget this man. I will never stop loving him. I hope that there is something after this life, I don't care how that forms but that there could be another chance to meet with him and talk more, to hold each other, to make up for the years we never knew each other.

Thank you for allowing me to outpour my soul in this way.

I'm grateful to my friends for being here for me and I am grateful to Eth's friends (who I hope will become my own also) as they might help me to learn more, to regale me with Eth stories and to build up the history behind the mystery.

I never knew that I could love someone like this who I was not related to or had not had a sexual relationship with. What can I say more than this? I love and miss Eth and I will never be able to find anyone like him again and it's not cuddling  fair.

J.

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Just Chat! / Hey, Sharon !!! ---

« on: 27/02/2012 00:26:44 »

It is that one day.of the year you either love or hate!.

Happy Birthday !!!!!!!!!!!

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Just Chat! / How Tequila Works

« on: 09/06/2011 02:15:24 »

It has never been explained this well before.

THIS I SCIENCE WITH REAL VALUE!!!!!!!

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Physics, Astronomy & Cosmology / MOVED: G-D and the λ Lamb-da Equations

« on: 04/05/2011 20:09:47 »

This topic has been moved to the Recycle Bin.

In the future, it may again be posted in "New Theories" WITH an explanation of what the purpose of the equations are, how they were derived, i.e., what is their relevance to anything, etc. Just putting them up on a page has no meaning.

 

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Just Chat! / Today my ancestors became English

« on: 03/03/2011 22:34:42 »

Today in 1284 the Statute of Rhuddlan made - by totally unjust means - my ancestors English, not Welch.

I Keel You All - (with my mighty leeks!)

Don't they small nice?

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Just Chat! / Sheepy Unveied !!!!

« on: 19/02/2011 18:32:20 »

Perusing Google Earth because I have nothing better to do except bitch about my poor health (and I am sure no one wants to hear about getting old) but I did stumble across this.

Anywho, I discovered Sheepy's secret hideout is a cleverly hidden and massive bunker under the village of Shearnes. Sheepy is making money off fleecing his own kind!!! Talk about sheep abuse!

Moreover, Sheeppy has had the gall to name the island on which these scary, abusive atrocities occur, a place of fear for the entire ovisian population of the Bitish Isles, after himself! 

The place is Sheeppey Island (clever misspelling, that) in Kent, an island forming part of the outer boundaries of the Thames estuary (to the south of course.)

An informant, who wishes to remain anonymous, has informed this blogger that the island in question was chosen and named because of the nearness of the Execution and Torturer's Guild's holdings and Their Advance Graduate School of Pain on their wholly owned Island, Foulness Island, just a 5 mile row across the mouth of the Thames. 

SAVE THE SHEEP FROM THEIR EVIL NEMESIS !! EAT MORE CHICKEN, PORK, & BEEF !!

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Geology, Palaeontology & Archaeology / Where is FRETHAC ?????

« on: 18/09/2010 03:13:12 »

Miserable little shiite is on an all expenses paid field trip to Scotland to visit the classic locations of geology !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Why didn't they have that when I was in the honors program at the same school?
HUH HUH HUH??

God bless his innocent lilly white rump.

Those trip leaders are work him OVER!!!

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Geology, Palaeontology & Archaeology / What is going on with magama chemistry at Eyjafjallajökull?

« on: 30/04/2010 01:52:41 »

OK Bass

Your mission impossible today, should you choose to accept it, is to explain how the volcano, whose name no one can pronounce except Icelanders and a few smart-arses, should begin its eruption with a basaltic lava flow which suddenly became andisitic? (It is described as "tephra" on the main Wikipedia page, linked below, and this was verified as andesiteic by the geologist talking about the mineral composition on the National Geographic Channel this evening during the 7 PM hour, central time.)

SOOOOOO ?


First eruption March 20th, 2010, - http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fimmv%C3%B6r%C3%B0uh%C3%A1ls
Note the red lava fountain

Later ongoing eruption beginning on 14 April 2010 - Main article - http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/2010_eruptions_of_Eyjafjallaj%C3%B6kull

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That CAN'T be true! / Did you know that Small Pox Innoculation WAS NOT discovered by the British?

« on: 29/04/2010 03:28:15 »

Did you know that one of General George Washington's staff surgeon's knowledge of the knowledge of one of his African slave's cure for small pox of innoculation? The slave had been innoculated while still free in Africa. This was one of the first recorded instances of small pox innoculation and it led to the independence of the 13 colonies from England.

Take that, Limeys!!! (really, I should say "Take that, Edward Jenner," who made the 'discovery' in 1796 from observations of cowpox)

The except below is from "Weedon's Valley Forge Orderly Book" which record the conditions made for the Surgeon General of the Continental Army By his Ranking surgeon at Washington's Valley Forge Encampment winter of 1777-78.

"Small Pox Innoculation

"There was satisfaction expressed by the Commander-in-Chief [Gen. George Washington] concerning innoculation against small pox but a warning was issued: March 18, 1778. "Innoculation for the small pox having been haply performed in all the subjects in camp it is necessary to guard [against] the fatal effects of that disorder taken in the natural way."

These were actual inoculations where the skin was broken and live small pox from a patient's pustules were introduced into the wound.

http://www.ushistory.org/valleyforge/served/surgeons.html

But this is not the first recorded instance of immunization against small pox in English speaking countrys. Accounts of the process in China and India in the 10th Century are known and "variolation," the process of blowing small pox scabs up the nose of uninfected people were practiced in the middle east and in England later.

"Variolation was also practiced throughout the latter half of the 17th century by physicians in Turkey, Persia, and Africa. In 1714 and 1716 two reports of the Turkish method of inoculation were made to the Royal Society in England, by Emmanuel Timoni, a doctor affiliated with the British Embassy in Istanbul,[7]  and Giacomo Pylarini. Lady Mary Wortley Montagu, wife of the British ambassador, is widely credited with introducing the process to Great Britain in 1721. The procedure had been performed on her son and daughter, aged 5 and 4 respectively. They both recovered quickly. In 1721, an epidemic of smallpox hit London and left the British Royal Family in fear.[7]  Reading of Lady Wortley Montagu’s efforts, they wanted to use inoculation on themselves. Doctors told them that it was a dangerous procedure, so they decided to try it on other people first. The test subjects they used were condemned prisoners. The doctors inoculated the prisoners and all of them recovered in a couple of weeks. So assured, the British royal family inoculated themselves and reassured the English people that it was safe."

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Smallpox_vaccine

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Just Chat! / Did you know?Tthe formula to understand women has been found!

« on: 29/04/2010 02:06:39 »

YES! It has! A mathematics professor, after a long life of study, has formulated the first rough estimates of the mathematical key to understanding women. He is seeking graduate students to carry on the work after he is no longer able to use his chalk board. 

See the first of 27 slides describing women below!

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General Science / Why Is Today Special? ---- Hint - Albert et Pie

« on: 14/03/2010 03:36:17 »

It is Albert Eintein's Birthday

AND it is

π Day !


3.14 get it?

http://www.piday.org/

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Just Chat! / What do you call closely packed sheep?

« on: 14/02/2010 20:57:59 »

a clusterflock

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Just Chat! / I liked the old hot topics icon better

« on: 11/01/2010 03:44:13 »

AWWWW, Darn!

Where did the burning folder go? It took a while for me to even see the pink folder (pink is so sweet!)with the red HOT on it. Usually I just scan, see the animated fire on the folder and know that the topicis under intensive discussion.

This new one is just whimpy.  And it cannot be that much less overhead on the page load transfer from the server.

I want the burning folder back!!