Video: RKC instructor certification weekend

This one took place in Denmark a few week ago. Here's the trailer-type
video they prepared.

Enjoy the pain.

http://www.kettlebells.dk

-S-
http://www.kbnj.com

In article <5blua2F2tqnscU1@mid.individual.net>,
"Steve Freides" <steve@fridayscomputer.com> wrote:

> This one took place in Denmark a few week ago. Here's the trailer-type
> video they prepared.
>
> Enjoy the pain.
>
> http://www.kettlebells.dk
>
> -S-
> http://www.kbnj.com

That was weird...

Clicking on that link triggered both mine and my housemate's tracfones
and burned minutes.

WTF???

I'm not kidding.
--
Peace, Om

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"My mother never saw the irony in calling me a Son of a bitch" -- Jack Nicholson

"Omelet" <omp_omelet@gmail.com> wrote in message
newsmp_omelet-258FA4.12242724052007@news.giganews.com...
> In article <5blua2F2tqnscU1@mid.individual.net>,
> "Steve Freides" <steve@fridayscomputer.com> wrote:
>
>> This one took place in Denmark a few week ago. Here's the
>> trailer-type
>> video they prepared.
>>
>> Enjoy the pain.
>>
>> http://www.kettlebells.dk
>>
>> -S-
>> http://www.kbnj.com
>
> That was weird...
>
> Clicking on that link triggered both mine and my housemate's tracfones
> and burned minutes.
>
> WTF???
>
> I'm not kidding.

Sorry, but what's a "tracfone?" The link is to the Denmark kettlebell
site, and there is an embedded YouTube link on the main page. Here's
the YouTube link directly:

http://www.youtube.com/v/Lp9rrvbXJps

-S-
http://www.kbnj.com

> --
> Peace, Om
>
> Remove _ to validate e-mails.
>
> "My mother never saw the irony in calling me a Son of a bitch" -- Jack
> Nicholson

In article <5bm0bkF2tefd2U1@mid.individual.net>,
"Steve Freides" <steve@fridayscomputer.com> wrote:

> "Omelet" <omp_omelet@gmail.com> wrote in message
> newsmp_omelet-258FA4.12242724052007@news.giganews.com...
> > In article <5blua2F2tqnscU1@mid.individual.net>,
> > "Steve Freides" <steve@fridayscomputer.com> wrote:
> >
> >> This one took place in Denmark a few week ago. Here's the
> >> trailer-type
> >> video they prepared.
> >>
> >> Enjoy the pain.
> >>
> >> http://www.kettlebells.dk
> >>
> >> -S-
> >> http://www.kbnj.com
> >
> > That was weird...
> >
> > Clicking on that link triggered both mine and my housemate's tracfones
> > and burned minutes.
> >
> > WTF???
> >
> > I'm not kidding.
>
> Sorry, but what's a "tracfone?" The link is to the Denmark kettlebell
> site, and there is an embedded YouTube link on the main page. Here's
> the YouTube link directly:
>
> http://www.youtube.com/v/Lp9rrvbXJps
>
> -S-
> http://www.kbnj.com

I'll pass.

I researched the call history in both cellphones and both phones called
each other. My housemate was asleep (his phone woke him up) and mine was
across the room.

I'm not making this up.

Google for tracfone.com.

Pre-paid cellphones are the only ones I can afford. In time, I predict
they will put many other services out of business.

Unless you need a cell for business reasons, who the hell needs 1,000
minutes per month? <boggles>
--
Peace, Om

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"Omelet" <omp_omelet@gmail.com> wrote in message
newsmp_omelet-D88519.12500524052007@news.giganews.com...
> In article <5bm0bkF2tefd2U1@mid.individual.net>,
> "Steve Freides" <steve@fridayscomputer.com> wrote:
>
>> "Omelet" <omp_omelet@gmail.com> wrote in message
>> newsmp_omelet-258FA4.12242724052007@news.giganews.com...
>> > In article <5blua2F2tqnscU1@mid.individual.net>,
>> > "Steve Freides" <steve@fridayscomputer.com> wrote:
>> >
>> >> This one took place in Denmark a few week ago. Here's the
>> >> trailer-type
>> >> video they prepared.
>> >>
>> >> Enjoy the pain.
>> >>
>> >> http://www.kettlebells.dk
>> >>
>> >> -S-
>> >> http://www.kbnj.com
>> >
>> > That was weird...
>> >
>> > Clicking on that link triggered both mine and my housemate's
>> > tracfones
>> > and burned minutes.
>> >
>> > WTF???
>> >
>> > I'm not kidding.
>>
>> Sorry, but what's a "tracfone?" The link is to the Denmark
>> kettlebell
>> site, and there is an embedded YouTube link on the main page. Here's
>> the YouTube link directly:
>>
>> http://www.youtube.com/v/Lp9rrvbXJps
>>
>> -S-
>> http://www.kbnj.com
>
> I'll pass.

It's YouTube - unless you have problems with that, it shouldn't be an
issue.

> I researched the call history in both cellphones and both phones
> called
> each other. My housemate was asleep (his phone woke him up) and mine
> was
> across the room.
>
> I'm not making this up.

How can something you're donig on your computer activate your cell
phone?

> Google for tracfone.com.
>
> Pre-paid cellphones are the only ones I can afford. In time, I predict
> they will put many other services out of business.

Like I said, it's a cell phone. How does it interact with your Internet
connection on your computer? Kind of sounds like "the doorbell rang
when I looked at this web site" so there's a connection - ? If there
_is_ a connection, I'm happy to learn about it, but I don't see how what
you're saying is possible.

> Unless you need a cell for business reasons, who the hell needs 1,000
> minutes per month? <boggles>

Many people I know have only a cell phone and no land line. For them,
it's their regular phone bill, minutes or not. A friend moved from
Washington, DC, to NYC, and just kept her DC cell phone number - it was
free for us to call her then (we're both on Verizon) and it's still
free. Likewise it's free for me to call my wife and family, e.g., I
often call my wife on her cell even when she's at home because it
doesn't use any minutes.

Again, my apologies for any weirdness about the web link, but I really
don't see how what you're suggesting as cause and effect is possible.

-S-
http://www.kbnj.com

> --
> Peace, Om
>
> Remove _ to validate e-mails.
>
> "My mother never saw the irony in calling me a Son of a bitch" -- Jack
> Nicholson

In article <5bm1tvF2su0r6U1@mid.individual.net>,
"Steve Freides" <steve@fridayscomputer.com> wrote:

> How can something you're donig on your computer activate your cell
> phone?

I have no idea, but it was too coincidental.

I'm not going to chance it again for one very boring video...

Sorry!

I work too hard for my money.

I've had tracfones now for 3 weeks and this has never happened before.
It happened literally within seconds of activating that link. Might have
been some weird coincidence, but I see no reason to risk it.

Pennies add up.
--
Peace, Om

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"Omelet" <omp_omelet@gmail.com> skrev i en meddelelse
newsmp_omelet-589FD8.13014224052007@news.giganews.com...
> In article <5bm1tvF2su0r6U1@mid.individual.net>,
> "Steve Freides" <steve@fridayscomputer.com> wrote:
>
>> How can something you're donig on your computer activate your
>> cell
>> phone?
>
> I have no idea, but it was too coincidental.
>
> I'm not going to chance it again for one very boring video...
>
> Sorry!

The stuff that superstition is made of...

This morning I opened my frontdoor and I neighbours car started -
but I don't claim there is a connection

--
/\ preben nielsen
\/\ prel@post.tele.dk

"Omelet" <omp_omelet@gmail.com> wrote in message
newsmp_omelet-589FD8.13014224052007@news.giganews.com...
> In article <5bm1tvF2su0r6U1@mid.individual.net>,
> "Steve Freides" <steve@fridayscomputer.com> wrote:
>
>> How can something you're donig on your computer activate your cell
>> phone?
>
> I have no idea, but it was too coincidental.
>
> I'm not going to chance it again for one very boring video...
>
> Sorry!
>
> I work too hard for my money.
>
> I've had tracfones now for 3 weeks and this has never happened before.
> It happened literally within seconds of activating that link. Might have
> been some weird coincidence, but I see no reason to risk it.
>
> Pennies add up.
> --
> Peace, Om
>
> Remove _ to validate e-mails.
>
> "My mother never saw the irony in calling me a Son of a bitch" -- Jack
> Nicholson

You really can't believe that a link on a computer caused your cell phone to
ring.

--
Robert Schuh
"Everything that elevates an individual above the herd and
intimidates the neighbour is henceforth called evil; and
the fair, modest, submissive and conforming mentality,
the mediocrity of desires attains moral designations and honors"
- Nietzsche

http://www.hardbopdrums.com/

"Omelet" <omp_omelet@gmail.com> schreef:

>> http://www.kettlebells.dk

> That was weird...

> Clicking on that link triggered both mine and my housemate's tracfones
> and burned minutes.

> WTF???

> I'm not kidding.

I was going to ask if you were kidding, but obviously you are not.

I have no idea how many lurkers we have World-wide, but i think the massage
should be clear;

Do NOT, i repeat, DO NOT click on Steves links!

--
Pete

"preben nielsen" <prel@post.tele.dk> schreef:

>> I'm not going to chance it again for one very boring video...

>> Sorry!

> The stuff that superstition is made of...

> This morning I opened my frontdoor and I neighbours car started - but I
> don't claim there is a connection

Ja, maar jij komt uit Denemarken dus eigenlijk ben ik helemaal niet zo
verbaasd dat zoiets jouw overkomen is.

O ja, wat een maf taaltje is dat Deens eigenlijk. Ik begrijp er echt geen
ene moer van!

--
Pete

"Hard Bop Drums" <nospam@hardbopdrums.com> wrote in message
news:_fq5i.320876$p17.97320@newsfe11.phx...
>
>
>
> "Omelet" <omp_omelet@gmail.com> wrote in message
> newsmp_omelet-589FD8.13014224052007@news.giganews.com...
>> In article <5bm1tvF2su0r6U1@mid.individual.net>,
>> "Steve Freides" <steve@fridayscomputer.com> wrote:
>>
>>> How can something you're donig on your computer activate your cell
>>> phone?
>>
>> I have no idea, but it was too coincidental.
>>
>> I'm not going to chance it again for one very boring video...
>>
>> Sorry!
>>
>> I work too hard for my money.
>>
>> I've had tracfones now for 3 weeks and this has never happened
>> before.
>> It happened literally within seconds of activating that link. Might
>> have
>> been some weird coincidence, but I see no reason to risk it.
>>
>> Pennies add up.
>> --
>> Peace, Om
>>
>> Remove _ to validate e-mails.
>>
>> "My mother never saw the irony in calling me a Son of a bitch" --
>> Jack Nicholson
>
> You really can't believe that a link on a computer caused your cell
> phone to ring.

Om, what's the frequency?

[Google "What's the frequency, Kenneth?" for more]

Sorry, couldn't resist.

A good Memorial Day weekend to everyone - remember why we "celebrate"
this one, please, and enjoy your time with family and friends. I will
be doing something I've done for the last few years now, serving as a
bicycle pacer for the wheelchair racers in the local 10k on Monday
morning. The course is a partial double loop so we're needed to clear
the slower runners out of the way as the wheelchair racers come through.
See http://www.ridgewoodrun.com for more.

-S-
http://www.kbnj.com


> --
> Robert Schuh
> "Everything that elevates an individual above the herd and
> intimidates the neighbour is henceforth called evil; and
> the fair, modest, submissive and conforming mentality,
> the mediocrity of desires attains moral designations and honors"
> - Nietzsche
>
> http://www.hardbopdrums.com/
>

In article <5bok72F2t7v2sU1@mid.individual.net>,
"Steve Freides" <steve@fridayscomputer.com> wrote:

> Om, what's the frequency?
>
> [Google "What's the frequency, Kenneth?" for more]
>
> Sorry, couldn't resist.

;-)

>
> A good Memorial Day weekend to everyone - remember why we "celebrate"

And let's not forget our Street Warriors:

Something to really think about..........

Confessions of a Police Officer:

I am a cop. That means that the pains and joys of my personal life are
often muted by my work. I resent the intrusion but I confuse myself with
my job almost as often as you do. The label "police officer" creates a
false image of who I really am. Sometimes I feel like I'm floating
between two worlds. My work is not just protecting and serving. It's
preserving that buffer that exists in the space between what you think
the world is, and what the world really is.

My job isn't like television. The action is less frequent, and more
graphic. It is not exhilarating to point a gun at someone. Pooled blood
has a disgusting metallic smell and steams a little when the temperature
drops. CPR isn't an instant miracle and it's no fun listening to an
elderly grandmother's ribs break while I keep her heart beating.

I'm not flattered by your curiosity about my work. I don't keep a record
of which incident was the most frightening, or the strangest, or the
bloodiest, or even the funniest. I don't tell you about my day because I
don't want to share the images that haunt me.

But I do have some confessions to make:

Sometimes my stereo is too loud. Andrea Boccelli's voice makes it easier
to forget the wasted body of the young man who died alone in a rented
room because his family feared the stigma of AIDS.

Beethoven's 9th symphony erases the sight of the nurses who sobbed as
they scrubbed layers of dirt and slime from a neglected 2-year-old's
skin.

The Rolling Stones' angry beat assures me that it was ignorance that
drove a young mother to draw blood when she bit her toddler on the cheek
in an attempt to teach him not to bite.

Sometimes I set a bad example. I exceeded the speed limit on my way home
from work because I had trouble shedding the adrenalin that kicked in
when I discovered that the man I handcuffed during a drug raid was
sitting on a loaded 9mm pistol.

Sometimes I seem rude. I was distracted and forgot to smile when you
greeted me in the store because I was remembering the anguished,
whispered confession of a teenager who pushed away his drowning brother
to save his own life.

Sometimes I'm not as sympathetic as you'd like. I'm not concerned that
your 15-year-old daughter is dating an 18-year-old because I just
comforted the parents of a young man who slashed his own throat while
they slept in the next bedroom.

I was terse on the phone because I resented the burden of having to
weigh the value of two lives when I was pointing my gun at an armed man
who kept begging me to kill him. I laugh when you cringe away from the
mess in your teen's room because I know the revulsion of feeling a
heroin addict's blood trickling toward an open cut on my arm.

If I was silent when you whined about your overbearing mother it's
because I really wanted to tell you that I spoke to one of our high
school friends today. I found her mother slumped behind the wheel of her
car in a tightly closed garage. She had dressed in her best outfit
before rolling down the windows and starting the engine.

On the other hand, if I seem totally oblivious to the blood on my
uniform, or the names people call me, or the hateful editorials, it's
because I am remembering the lessons my job has taught me.

I learned not to sweat the small stuff. Grape juice on the beige sofa
and puppy pee on the oriental carpet don't faze me because I know what
arterial bleeding and decaying bodies can do to one's decor.

I learned when to shut out the world and take a mental health day. I
skipped your daughter's 4th birthday party because I was thinking about
the six children under the age of 10 whose mother left them unattended
to go out with a friend. When the 3-year-old offered the dog the milk
from her cereal bowl, the dog attacked her, tearing open her head and
staining the sandbox with blood. The little girl's siblings had to pry
her head out of the dog's jaws - twice.

I learned that everyone has a lesson to teach me. Two mothers engaged in
custody battles taught me not to judge a book by its cover. The teenage
mother on welfare mustered the strength to refrain from crying in front
of her worried child while the well-dressed, upper-class mother
literally played tug of war with her toddler before running into traffic
with the shrieking child in her arms.

I learned that nothing given from the heart is truly gone. A hug, a
smile, a reassuring word, or an attentive ear can bring an injured or
distraught person back to the surface, and help me refocus.

And I learned not to give up EVER! That split second of terror when I
think I have finally engaged the one who is young enough and strong
enough to take me down taught me that I have only one restriction: my
own mortality.

One week in May has been set aside as Police Memorial Week, a time to
remember those officers who didn't make it home after their shift. But
why wait? Take a moment to tell an officer that you appreciate there
work. Smile and say "Hi" when he's getting coffee. Bite your tongue when
you start to tell a "bad cop" story. Better yet, find the time to tell a
"good cop" story. The family at the next table may be a cop's family.

Nothing given from the heart is truly gone. It is kept in the hearts of
the recipients. Give from the heart. Give something back to the officers
who risk everything they have.
--
Peace, Om

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On May 25, 1:26 pm, Omelet <omp_ome...@gmail.com> wrote:
> In article <5bok72F2t7v2...@mid.individual.net>,
> "Steve Freides" <s...@fridayscomputer.com> wrote:
>
> > Om, what's the frequency?
>
> > [Google "What's the frequency, Kenneth?" for more]
>
> > Sorry, couldn't resist.
>
> ;-)
>
>
>
> > A good Memorial Day weekend to everyone - remember why we "celebrate"
>
> And let's not forget our Street Warriors:
>
> Something to really think about..........
>
> Confessions of a Police Officer:
>
> I am a cop. That means that the pains and joys of my personal life are
> often muted by my work. I resent the intrusion but I confuse myself with
> my job almost as often as you do. The label "police officer" creates a
> false image of who I really am. Sometimes I feel like I'm floating
> between two worlds. My work is not just protecting and serving. It's
> preserving that buffer that exists in the space between what you think
> the world is, and what the world really is.

<snip>

touching...

kinda reminds me of:

Ladies and Gentlemen of the class of '99
If I could offer you only one tip for the future, sunscreen would be
it. The long term benefits of sunscreen have been proved by
scientists whereas the rest of my advice has no basis more reliable
than my own meandering
experience...I will dispense this advice now. Enjoy the power and beauty
of your youth; oh nevermind; you will not
understand the power and beauty of your youth until they have faded.
But trust me, in 20 years you'll look back at photos of yourself and
recall in a way you can't grasp now how much possibility lay before
you and how fabulous you really looked....You're not as fat as you
imagine. Don't worry about the future; or worry, but know that
worrying is as
effective as trying to solve an algebra equation by chewing
bubblegum. The real troubles in your life are apt to be things that
never crossed your worried mind; the kind that blindside you at 4pm
on some idle Tuesday. Do one thing everyday that scares you Sing Don't
be reckless with other people's hearts, don't put up with
people who are reckless with yours. Floss Don't waste your time on
jealousy; sometimes you're ahead, sometimes
you're behind...the race is long, and in the end, it's only with
yourself. Remember the compliments you receive, forget the insults; if
you
succeed in doing this, tell me how. Keep your old love letters, throw
away your old bank statements. Stretch Don't feel guilty if you don't
know what you want to do with your
life...the most interesting people I know didn't know at 22 what they
wanted to do with their lives, some of the most interesting 40 year
olds I know still don't. Get plenty of calcium. Be kind to your knees,
you'll miss them when they're gone. Maybe you'll marry, maybe you
won't, maybe you'll have children,maybe
you won't, maybe you'll divorce at 40, maybe you'll dance the funky
chicken on your 75th wedding anniversary...what ever you do, don't
congratulate yourself too much or berate yourself either - your
choices are half chance, so are everybody else's. Enjoy your body,
use it every way you can...don't be afraid of it, or what other people
think of it, it's the greatest instrument you'll ever
own.. Dance...even if you have nowhere to do it but in your own living
room. Read the directions, even if you don't follow them. Do NOT read
beauty magazines, they will only make you feel ugly. Get to know your
parents, you never know when they'll be gone for
good. Be nice to your siblings; they are the best link to your past
and the
people most likely to stick with you in the future. Understand that
friends come and go,but for the precious few you
should hold on. Work hard to bridge the gaps in geography and
lifestyle because the older you get, the more you need the people you
knew when you were young. Live in New York City once, but leave before
it makes you hard; live
in Northern California once, but leave before it makes you soft.
Travel. Accept certain inalienable truths, prices will rise,
politicians will
philander, you too will get old, and when you do you'll fantasize
that when you were young prices were reasonable, politicians were
noble and children respected their elders. Respect your elders. Don't
expect anyone else to support you. Maybe you have a trust fund,
maybe you have a wealthy spouse; but you never know when either one
might run out. Don't mess too much with your hair, or by the time
you're 40, it will
look 85. Be careful whose advice you buy, but, be patient with those
who
supply it. Advice is a form of nostalgia, dispensing it is a way of
fishing the past from the disposal, wiping it off, painting over the
ugly parts and recycling it for more than
it's worth. But trust me on the sunscreen...

<kcmunchkin@gmail.com> wrote in message
news:1180114277.009172.286830@u30g2000hsc.googlegr oups.com...
> On May 25, 1:26 pm, Omelet <omp_ome...@gmail.com> wrote:
>> In article <5bok72F2t7v2...@mid.individual.net>,
>> "Steve Freides" <s...@fridayscomputer.com> wrote:
>>
>> > Om, what's the frequency?
>>
>> > [Google "What's the frequency, Kenneth?" for more]
>>
>> > Sorry, couldn't resist.
>>
>> ;-)
>>
>>
>>
>> > A good Memorial Day weekend to everyone - remember why we
>> > "celebrate"
>>
>> And let's not forget our Street Warriors:
>>
>> Something to really think about..........
>>
>> Confessions of a Police Officer:
>>
>> I am a cop. That means that the pains and joys of my personal life
>> are
>> often muted by my work. I resent the intrusion but I confuse myself
>> with
>> my job almost as often as you do. The label "police officer" creates
>> a
>> false image of who I really am. Sometimes I feel like I'm floating
>> between two worlds. My work is not just protecting and serving. It's
>> preserving that buffer that exists in the space between what you
>> think
>> the world is, and what the world really is.
>
> <snip>
>
> touching...
>
> kinda reminds me of:
>
> Ladies and Gentlemen of the class of '99
> If I could offer you only one tip for the future, sunscreen would be
> it. The long term benefits of sunscreen have been proved by
> scientists whereas the rest of my advice has no basis more reliable
> than my own meandering
> experience...I will dispense this advice now. Enjoy the power and
> beauty
> of your youth; oh nevermind; you will not
> understand the power and beauty of your youth until they have faded.
> But trust me, in 20 years you'll look back at photos of yourself and
> recall in a way you can't grasp now how much possibility lay before
> you and how fabulous you really looked....You're not as fat as you
> imagine. Don't worry about the future; or worry, but know that
> worrying is as
> effective as trying to solve an algebra equation by chewing
> bubblegum. The real troubles in your life are apt to be things that
> never crossed your worried mind; the kind that blindside you at 4pm
> on some idle Tuesday. Do one thing everyday that scares you Sing Don't
> be reckless with other people's hearts, don't put up with
> people who are reckless with yours. Floss Don't waste your time on
> jealousy; sometimes you're ahead, sometimes
> you're behind...the race is long, and in the end, it's only with
> yourself. Remember the compliments you receive, forget the insults; if
> you
> succeed in doing this, tell me how. Keep your old love letters, throw
> away your old bank statements. Stretch Don't feel guilty if you don't
> know what you want to do with your
> life...the most interesting people I know didn't know at 22 what they
> wanted to do with their lives, some of the most interesting 40 year
> olds I know still don't. Get plenty of calcium. Be kind to your knees,
> you'll miss them when they're gone. Maybe you'll marry, maybe you
> won't, maybe you'll have children,maybe
> you won't, maybe you'll divorce at 40, maybe you'll dance the funky
> chicken on your 75th wedding anniversary...what ever you do, don't
> congratulate yourself too much or berate yourself either - your
> choices are half chance, so are everybody else's. Enjoy your body,
> use it every way you can...don't be afraid of it, or what other people
> think of it, it's the greatest instrument you'll ever
> own.. Dance...even if you have nowhere to do it but in your own living
> room. Read the directions, even if you don't follow them. Do NOT read
> beauty magazines, they will only make you feel ugly. Get to know your
> parents, you never know when they'll be gone for
> good. Be nice to your siblings; they are the best link to your past
> and the
> people most likely to stick with you in the future. Understand that
> friends come and go,but for the precious few you
> should hold on. Work hard to bridge the gaps in geography and
> lifestyle because the older you get, the more you need the people you
> knew when you were young. Live in New York City once, but leave before
> it makes you hard; live
> in Northern California once, but leave before it makes you soft.
> Travel. Accept certain inalienable truths, prices will rise,
> politicians will
> philander, you too will get old, and when you do you'll fantasize
> that when you were young prices were reasonable, politicians were
> noble and children respected their elders. Respect your elders. Don't
> expect anyone else to support you. Maybe you have a trust fund,
> maybe you have a wealthy spouse; but you never know when either one
> might run out. Don't mess too much with your hair, or by the time
> you're 40, it will
> look 85. Be careful whose advice you buy, but, be patient with those
> who
> supply it. Advice is a form of nostalgia, dispensing it is a way of
> fishing the past from the disposal, wiping it off, painting over the
> ugly parts and recycling it for more than
> it's worth. But trust me on the sunscreen...

Who is the author of this?

-S-
http://www.kbnj.com

"Steve Freides" <steve@fridayscomputer.com> wrote in message
news:5bolhrF2u5ighU1@mid.individual.net...
> <kcmunchkin@gmail.com> wrote in message
> news:1180114277.009172.286830@u30g2000hsc.googlegr oups.com...
>> On May 25, 1:26 pm, Omelet <omp_ome...@gmail.com> wrote:
>>> In article <5bok72F2t7v2...@mid.individual.net>,
>>> "Steve Freides" <s...@fridayscomputer.com> wrote:
>>>
>>> > Om, what's the frequency?
>>>
>>> > [Google "What's the frequency, Kenneth?" for more]
>>>
>>> > Sorry, couldn't resist.
>>>
>>> ;-)
>>>
>>>
>>>
>>> > A good Memorial Day weekend to everyone - remember why we
>>> > "celebrate"
>>>
>>> And let's not forget our Street Warriors:
>>>
>>> Something to really think about..........
>>>
>>> Confessions of a Police Officer:
>>>
>>> I am a cop. That means that the pains and joys of my personal life
>>> are
>>> often muted by my work. I resent the intrusion but I confuse myself
>>> with
>>> my job almost as often as you do. The label "police officer" creates
>>> a
>>> false image of who I really am. Sometimes I feel like I'm floating
>>> between two worlds. My work is not just protecting and serving. It's
>>> preserving that buffer that exists in the space between what you
>>> think
>>> the world is, and what the world really is.
>>
>> <snip>
>>
>> touching...
>>
>> kinda reminds me of:
>>
>> Ladies and Gentlemen of the class of '99
>> If I could offer you only one tip for the future, sunscreen would be
>> it. The long term benefits of sunscreen have been proved by
>> scientists whereas the rest of my advice has no basis more reliable
>> than my own meandering
>> experience...I will dispense this advice now. Enjoy the power and
>> beauty
>> of your youth; oh nevermind; you will not
>> understand the power and beauty of your youth until they have faded.
>> But trust me, in 20 years you'll look back at photos of yourself and
>> recall in a way you can't grasp now how much possibility lay before
>> you and how fabulous you really looked....You're not as fat as you
>> imagine. Don't worry about the future; or worry, but know that
>> worrying is as
>> effective as trying to solve an algebra equation by chewing
>> bubblegum. The real troubles in your life are apt to be things that
>> never crossed your worried mind; the kind that blindside you at 4pm
>> on some idle Tuesday. Do one thing everyday that scares you Sing
>> Don't
>> be reckless with other people's hearts, don't put up with
>> people who are reckless with yours. Floss Don't waste your time on
>> jealousy; sometimes you're ahead, sometimes
>> you're behind...the race is long, and in the end, it's only with
>> yourself. Remember the compliments you receive, forget the insults;
>> if
>> you
>> succeed in doing this, tell me how. Keep your old love letters, throw
>> away your old bank statements. Stretch Don't feel guilty if you don't
>> know what you want to do with your
>> life...the most interesting people I know didn't know at 22 what they
>> wanted to do with their lives, some of the most interesting 40 year
>> olds I know still don't. Get plenty of calcium. Be kind to your
>> knees,
>> you'll miss them when they're gone. Maybe you'll marry, maybe you
>> won't, maybe you'll have children,maybe
>> you won't, maybe you'll divorce at 40, maybe you'll dance the funky
>> chicken on your 75th wedding anniversary...what ever you do, don't
>> congratulate yourself too much or berate yourself either - your
>> choices are half chance, so are everybody else's. Enjoy your body,
>> use it every way you can...don't be afraid of it, or what other
>> people
>> think of it, it's the greatest instrument you'll ever
>> own.. Dance...even if you have nowhere to do it but in your own
>> living
>> room. Read the directions, even if you don't follow them. Do NOT read
>> beauty magazines, they will only make you feel ugly. Get to know your
>> parents, you never know when they'll be gone for
>> good. Be nice to your siblings; they are the best link to your past
>> and the
>> people most likely to stick with you in the future. Understand that
>> friends come and go,but for the precious few you
>> should hold on. Work hard to bridge the gaps in geography and
>> lifestyle because the older you get, the more you need the people you
>> knew when you were young. Live in New York City once, but leave
>> before
>> it makes you hard; live
>> in Northern California once, but leave before it makes you soft.
>> Travel. Accept certain inalienable truths, prices will rise,
>> politicians will
>> philander, you too will get old, and when you do you'll fantasize
>> that when you were young prices were reasonable, politicians were
>> noble and children respected their elders. Respect your elders. Don't
>> expect anyone else to support you. Maybe you have a trust fund,
>> maybe you have a wealthy spouse; but you never know when either one
>> might run out. Don't mess too much with your hair, or by the time
>> you're 40, it will
>> look 85. Be careful whose advice you buy, but, be patient with those
>> who
>> supply it. Advice is a form of nostalgia, dispensing it is a way of
>> fishing the past from the disposal, wiping it off, painting over the
>> ugly parts and recycling it for more than
>> it's worth. But trust me on the sunscreen...
>
> Who is the author of this?

Found this:


> -S-
> http://www.kbnj.com
>
>

"Steve Freides" <steve@fridayscomputer.com> wrote in message
news:5bols8F2tpqg9U1@mid.individual.net...
> "Steve Freides" <steve@fridayscomputer.com> wrote in message
> news:5bolhrF2u5ighU1@mid.individual.net...
>> <kcmunchkin@gmail.com> wrote in message
>> news:1180114277.009172.286830@u30g2000hsc.googlegr oups.com...
>>> On May 25, 1:26 pm, Omelet <omp_ome...@gmail.com> wrote:
>>>> In article <5bok72F2t7v2...@mid.individual.net>,
>>>> "Steve Freides" <s...@fridayscomputer.com> wrote:
>>>>
>>>> > Om, what's the frequency?
>>>>
>>>> > [Google "What's the frequency, Kenneth?" for more]
>>>>
>>>> > Sorry, couldn't resist.
>>>>
>>>> ;-)
>>>>
>>>>
>>>>
>>>> > A good Memorial Day weekend to everyone - remember why we
>>>> > "celebrate"
>>>>
>>>> And let's not forget our Street Warriors:
>>>>
>>>> Something to really think about..........
>>>>
>>>> Confessions of a Police Officer:
>>>>
>>>> I am a cop. That means that the pains and joys of my personal life
>>>> are
>>>> often muted by my work. I resent the intrusion but I confuse myself
>>>> with
>>>> my job almost as often as you do. The label "police officer"
>>>> creates a
>>>> false image of who I really am. Sometimes I feel like I'm floating
>>>> between two worlds. My work is not just protecting and serving.
>>>> It's
>>>> preserving that buffer that exists in the space between what you
>>>> think
>>>> the world is, and what the world really is.
>>>
>>> <snip>
>>>
>>> touching...
>>>
>>> kinda reminds me of:
>>>
>>> Ladies and Gentlemen of the class of '99
>>> If I could offer you only one tip for the future, sunscreen would be
>>> it. The long term benefits of sunscreen have been proved by
>>> scientists whereas the rest of my advice has no basis more reliable
>>> than my own meandering
>>> experience...I will dispense this advice now. Enjoy the power and
>>> beauty
>>> of your youth; oh nevermind; you will not
>>> understand the power and beauty of your youth until they have faded.
>>> But trust me, in 20 years you'll look back at photos of yourself and
>>> recall in a way you can't grasp now how much possibility lay before
>>> you and how fabulous you really looked....You're not as fat as you
>>> imagine. Don't worry about the future; or worry, but know that
>>> worrying is as
>>> effective as trying to solve an algebra equation by chewing
>>> bubblegum. The real troubles in your life are apt to be things that
>>> never crossed your worried mind; the kind that blindside you at 4pm
>>> on some idle Tuesday. Do one thing everyday that scares you Sing
>>> Don't
>>> be reckless with other people's hearts, don't put up with
>>> people who are reckless with yours. Floss Don't waste your time on
>>> jealousy; sometimes you're ahead, sometimes
>>> you're behind...the race is long, and in the end, it's only with
>>> yourself. Remember the compliments you receive, forget the insults;
>>> if
>>> you
>>> succeed in doing this, tell me how. Keep your old love letters,
>>> throw
>>> away your old bank statements. Stretch Don't feel guilty if you
>>> don't
>>> know what you want to do with your
>>> life...the most interesting people I know didn't know at 22 what
>>> they
>>> wanted to do with their lives, some of the most interesting 40 year
>>> olds I know still don't. Get plenty of calcium. Be kind to your
>>> knees,
>>> you'll miss them when they're gone. Maybe you'll marry, maybe you
>>> won't, maybe you'll have children,maybe
>>> you won't, maybe you'll divorce at 40, maybe you'll dance the funky
>>> chicken on your 75th wedding anniversary...what ever you do, don't
>>> congratulate yourself too much or berate yourself either - your
>>> choices are half chance, so are everybody else's. Enjoy your body,
>>> use it every way you can...don't be afraid of it, or what other
>>> people
>>> think of it, it's the greatest instrument you'll ever
>>> own.. Dance...even if you have nowhere to do it but in your own
>>> living
>>> room. Read the directions, even if you don't follow them. Do NOT
>>> read
>>> beauty magazines, they will only make you feel ugly. Get to know
>>> your
>>> parents, you never know when they'll be gone for
>>> good. Be nice to your siblings; they are the best link to your past
>>> and the
>>> people most likely to stick with you in the future. Understand that
>>> friends come and go,but for the precious few you
>>> should hold on. Work hard to bridge the gaps in geography and
>>> lifestyle because the older you get, the more you need the people
>>> you
>>> knew when you were young. Live in New York City once, but leave
>>> before
>>> it makes you hard; live
>>> in Northern California once, but leave before it makes you soft.
>>> Travel. Accept certain inalienable truths, prices will rise,
>>> politicians will
>>> philander, you too will get old, and when you do you'll fantasize
>>> that when you were young prices were reasonable, politicians were
>>> noble and children respected their elders. Respect your elders.
>>> Don't
>>> expect anyone else to support you. Maybe you have a trust fund,
>>> maybe you have a wealthy spouse; but you never know when either one
>>> might run out. Don't mess too much with your hair, or by the time
>>> you're 40, it will
>>> look 85. Be careful whose advice you buy, but, be patient with those
>>> who
>>> supply it. Advice is a form of nostalgia, dispensing it is a way of
>>> fishing the past from the disposal, wiping it off, painting over the
>>> ugly parts and recycling it for more than
>>> it's worth. But trust me on the sunscreen...
>>
>> Who is the author of this?
>
> Found this:

Hit the wrong key -

http://www.niehs.nih.gov/kids/lyrics/graduation.htm

and this

http://marvin.cs.uidaho.edu/~heckendo/kurt.html

>
>> -S-
>> http://www.kbnj.com
>>
>>
>
>

"Pete" <phoutstra@wanadoo.nl> wrote in message
news:46568b8c$1$50277$dbd41001@news.wanadoo.nl...
> "Omelet" <omp_omelet@gmail.com> schreef:
>
>>> http://www.kettlebells.dk
>
>> That was weird...
>
>> Clicking on that link triggered both mine and my housemate's tracfones
>> and burned minutes.
>
>> WTF???
>
>> I'm not kidding.
>
> I was going to ask if you were kidding, but obviously you are not.
>
> I have no idea how many lurkers we have World-wide, but i think the
> massage should be clear;
>
> Do NOT, i repeat, DO NOT click on Steves links!
>
> --
> Pete
>


I think you're right. Steve is obviously involved in a world wide cell phone
conspiracy. What their goals are is beyond me, but I'm sure it has to do
with world domination!! :-)




--
Robert Schuh
"Everything that elevates an individual above the herd and
intimidates the neighbour is henceforth called evil; and
the fair, modest, submissive and conforming mentality,
the mediocrity of desires attains moral designations and honors"
- Nietzsche

http://www.hardbopdrums.com/

"Hard Bop Drums" <nospam@hardbopdrums.com> wrote in message
news:%DJ5i.349551$g24.21438@newsfe12.phx...
>
> "Pete" <phoutstra@wanadoo.nl> wrote in message
> news:46568b8c$1$50277$dbd41001@news.wanadoo.nl...
>> "Omelet" <omp_omelet@gmail.com> schreef:
>>
>>>> http://www.kettlebells.dk
>>
>>> That was weird...
>>
>>> Clicking on that link triggered both mine and my housemate's
>>> tracfones
>>> and burned minutes.
>>
>>> WTF???
>>
>>> I'm not kidding.
>>
>> I was going to ask if you were kidding, but obviously you are not.
>>
>> I have no idea how many lurkers we have World-wide, but i think the
>> massage should be clear;
>>
>> Do NOT, i repeat, DO NOT click on Steves links!
>>
>> --
>> Pete
>>
>
>
> I think you're right. Steve is obviously involved in a world wide cell
> phone conspiracy. What their goals are is beyond me, but I'm sure it
> has to do with world domination!! :-)

We are going to replace all cell phones with 4 kg kettlebells. Extra
exercise toting the things around for everyone. You click on the link
provided, it destroys your current cell phone, and when you go to the
store for a replacement, they only have phones shaped like cannon balls
with handles.

I was going to keep this a secret but you folks have figured it out.
Resistance is futile. You will all be assimilated into the Party.



-S-
http://www.kbnj.com


>
>
>
> --
> Robert Schuh
> "Everything that elevates an individual above the herd and
> intimidates the neighbour is henceforth called evil; and
> the fair, modest, submissive and conforming mentality,
> the mediocrity of desires attains moral designations and honors"
> - Nietzsche
>
> http://www.hardbopdrums.com/
>
>

"Steve Freides" <steve@fridayscomputer.com> schreef:

>>> I have no idea how many lurkers we have World-wide, but i think the
>>> massage should be clear;

>>> Do NOT, i repeat, DO NOT click on Steves links!

>> I think you're right. Steve is obviously involved in a world wide cell
>> phone conspiracy. What their goals are is beyond me, but I'm sure it has
>> to do with world domination!! :-)

> We are going to replace all cell phones with 4 kg kettlebells.

Thanks!

Now my girlfriend has to start a conversation with... me!

What the fuck are we supposed to talk about?

--
Pete

"Steve Freides" <steve@fridayscomputer.com> wrote in message
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> "Hard Bop Drums" <nospam@hardbopdrums.com> wrote in message
> news:%DJ5i.349551$g24.21438@newsfe12.phx...
>>
>> "Pete" <phoutstra@wanadoo.nl> wrote in message
>> news:46568b8c$1$50277$dbd41001@news.wanadoo.nl...
>>> "Omelet" <omp_omelet@gmail.com> schreef:
>>>
>>>>> http://www.kettlebells.dk
>>>
>>>> That was weird...
>>>
>>>> Clicking on that link triggered both mine and my housemate's tracfones
>>>> and burned minutes.
>>>
>>>> WTF???
>>>
>>>> I'm not kidding.
>>>
>>> I was going to ask if you were kidding, but obviously you are not.
>>>
>>> I have no idea how many lurkers we have World-wide, but i think the
>>> massage should be clear;
>>>
>>> Do NOT, i repeat, DO NOT click on Steves links!
>>>
>>> --
>>> Pete
>>>
>>
>>
>> I think you're right. Steve is obviously involved in a world wide cell
>> phone conspiracy. What their goals are is beyond me, but I'm sure it has
>> to do with world domination!! :-)
>
> We are going to replace all cell phones with 4 kg kettlebells. Extra
> exercise toting the things around for everyone. You click on the link
> provided, it destroys your current cell phone, and when you go to the
> store for a replacement, they only have phones shaped like cannon balls
> with handles.
>
> I was going to keep this a secret but you folks have figured it out.
> Resistance is futile. You will all be assimilated into the Party.
>
>
>
> -S-
> http://www.kbnj.com


For some reason I don't think your plan will work. The days of the brick
sized cell phone is long gone. ;-)


--
Robert Schuh
"Everything that elevates an individual above the herd and
intimidates the neighbour is henceforth called evil; and
the fair, modest, submissive and conforming mentality,
the mediocrity of desires attains moral designations and honors"
- Nietzsche

http://www.hardbopdrums.com/

"Steve Freides" <steve@fridayscomputer.com> schreef:

>> I think you're right. Steve is obviously involved in a world wide cell
>> phone conspiracy. What their goals are is beyond me, but I'm sure it has
>> to do with world domination!! :-)

Scary thought.

Scary choice too. Ieither you convert to "islam" or to the "party."

> We are going to replace all cell phones with 4 kg kettlebells. Extra
> exercise toting the things around for everyone. You click on the link
> provided, it destroys your current cell phone, and when you go to the
> store for a replacement, they only have phones shaped like cannon balls
> with handles.

I feel another dream comming up...

BTW, those rings around Saturn... Nevermind.

--
Pete