Some of my old Profiles

Here are some of my old profiles that I used when I did some online dating. I haven't done that since I met Jackie, but I was reading through some of my old sites that I used to frequent and it made me laugh...

Leave a comment to which one you prefer, i'm interested to hear. (You too Jackie...)

Enjoy.

(Ladies, try to contain yourselves when you read this...)


Catholic Guy
About me? HMMMM. I have a good relationship with my mom... I've got nice teeth and nice shoes... I suppse I could start with my relationship with God. I have very specific views about God and Religion and agree with the Church on most things, but I don't force my views onto others. I'm a very laid back guy who enjoys the finer things in life. I love to cook. My favourite thing to do is chill out on the couch with a glass of wine, some jazz and discuss life with friends. I love to cuddle, I think cuddling is awesome. I enjoy fitness and sports and I'm a big football fan. I'm also a big goofball and love to laugh. If your interested, drop me a line.

The scent of a woman...smell is the scent most related to love and memory. I love it when a lady smells good. I'm looking for someone who as a good head on her shoulders. I want a woman who is religious and has a personal relationship with Jesus and can help me grow with my relationship with Him as well. I am attracted to someone who takes care of the way she look and more importantly, I am attracted to a woman with class. I am also looking for someone who understands the importance of family. And last but not least, my girl has to have a great smile. I love it when a woman can smile with her eyes alone and it brings light to the whole room!

Cocky asshole

I am a selfish prick.

I’m a good looking man, successful, and tall. Young enough to do it but old enough to do it right.
I do not smoke, and I am lots of fun.
I don’t have time for petty drama or emotional hysterics. Also, I’m intelligent and well educated. I don’t care what anyone else thinks about me. I do what I want, when I want, which you’ve probably figured out already.

I will cook you an Italian dinner that will make you want to kiss me. The only problem is that you’ll have such bad garlic breath that I won’t want to kiss you. I am fairly diverse. I enjoy a night on the town but I also enjoy chillin’ out on the couch with a glass of wine, some jazz and some stimulating conversation.

I’m enjoying my life, and it would be great to have a special someone there to enjoy it with. I like to swing dance, and I love a woman who can cut rug and make me look good on the dance floor. I'm looking for a lady with class, who knows how to have fun, and has a great smile.


I wrote this one as a joke, and you would be surprised at how many replies I got to this profile. Things like, "Are you for real?" "You sound like such a dink, but I have to meet you..."

Catholic Guy - Revisited

About me? HMMMM. I have a good relationship with my mom... I've got nice teeth and nice shoes... I suppose I could start with my relationship with God. I have very specific views about God and Religion and agree with the Church on most things, but I don't force my views onto others. I would love to find someone who prays the rosary and would like praying the rosary with me. I'm a very laid back guy who enjoys the finer things in life. I will cook you an Italian dinner that will make you want to kiss me. The only problem is that you’ll have such bad garlic breath that I won’t want to kiss you. I am fairly diverse, I enjoy chillin’ out on the couch with a glass of wine, some jazz and discuss life with friends, but I also enjoy a night on the town. I love to cuddle, I think cuddling is awesome. I enjoy fitness and sports and I'm a big football fan. I'm also a big goofball and love to laugh. If your interested, drop me a line.

Yet more things that I have learned because of my female roommate.

- Don’t talk during Lost. - EVER

- America’s next top model is a great show.

- If you come home and your female roommate is cuddled on the couch by herself, and looks very sad, don’t ask why she looks sad. She might tell you.

- Geena from America’s next top model is a smart like a stick and I’m very happy that she’s gone from the show.

- My side of the condo still sinks.

- It is the man's job to empty the garbage, open jars and reach things that are really high.

More good marks

I got a B+ in my Philosophy of Language paper that I posted about Russell’s Definite Descriptions.

I also wrote a paper for my Political Economics paper as well, and I got a B+ in that paper too.

Poor Dave

Yet another email...

It is important for men to remember that, as women grow older,
It becomes harder for them to maintain the same quality of housekeeping as when they were younger. When you notice this, try not to yell at them. Some are oversensitive, and there's nothing worse than an oversensitive woman.

My name is Dave. Let me relate how I handled the situation with my wife, Laura.

When I took early retirement last year, it became necessary for
Laura to get a full-time job, both for extra income and for the health
Benefits that we needed. Shortly after she started working, I noticed she was beginning to show her age.

I usually get home from the golf course about the same time she gets
home from work. Although she knows how hungry I am, she almost always
says she has to rest for half an hour or so before she starts dinner. I
don't yell at her. Instead, I tell her to take her time and just wake me when she gets dinner on the table.

I generally have lunch in the Men's Grill at the club so eating out is
not reasonable. I'm ready for some home cooked grub & a cold beer when I hit that door.
She used to do the dishes as soon as we finished eating. But now it's
not unusual for them to sit on the table for several hours after dinner.
I do what I can by diplomatically reminding her several times each evening that they won't clean themselves. I know she really appreciates this, as it does seem to motivate her to get them done before she goes to bed.

Another symptom of aging is complaining, I think, for example, she
will say that it is difficult for her to find time to pay the monthly
bills during her lunch hour. But boys, we take 'em for better or worse, so I just smile and offer encouragement. I tell her to stretch it out over two or even three days. That way she won't have to rush so much. I also remind her that missing lunch completely now and then wouldn't hurt her any (if you know what I mean). I like to think tact is one of my strong points.

When doing simple jobs, she seems to think she needs more rest periods.
She had to take a break when she was only half finished mowing the
yard. I try not to make a scene. I'm a fair man. I tell her to fix herself a nice big, cold glass of freshly squeezed lemonade and just sit for a while.
And, as long as she is making one for herself, she may as well make one
For me too.

I know that I probably look like a saint in the way I support my
wife. I'm not saying that showing this much consideration is easy.
Many men will find it difficult. Some will find it impossible!
Nobody knows better than I do how frustrating women get as they
get older. However, guys, even if you just use a little more tact and less criticism of your aging wife because of this article, I will consider that writing it was well worthwhile. After all, we are put on this earth to help each other...Dave

EDITOR'S NOTE:

Dave died suddenly Thursday. He was found with a Calloway extra
long 50-inch Big Bertha Driver II rammed up his ass, with only 2 inches of grip showing... His wife Laura was arrested, but the all-woman Grand
Jury accepted her defense that Dave accidentally sat down on it.

I’m going to an “Aurgh Rated Social”

My buddy Rhett is having a pirate social tonight. It’s his wedding social, and I’m all geared up for it. I’ve bought myself a white puffy shirt, a pair of brown pants (that were too damn tight, so I cut them up and they are no longer too tight), a parrot, an eye-patch, a bandana with a long hair wig and I’m ready to do. Jackie's in the shower getting ready to go the social as well, and I'm totally geared up. (My bonnie lass is goin t'smell awful pretti, now keep yer mitts off 'er ya scurvy dog)

Armed with only my wits, I will loot and sack. Maybe even pillage a bit, and perhaps a little plundering as well.

It is a fantastic idear, to have an Aurgh rated social. It gives me the opportunity to say things like, “Off my beer yah scurvy dog.” Or, “More ale wench!” or “Give me some lovin’ yah bonnie lass or I’ll make yer walk the plank”

(much more effective if you could hear me saying the above things with my pirate accent.

Saavy?

A lesson in patience

I played in a big poker tournament yesterday and I didn’t do too badly. I specifically decided that I maintain an ultra-conservative image at the table, which I did. I folded a hell of a lot of cards, and I was holding my own.

I made it through a number of eliminations, but I met my doom when I finally ran out of patience. I hadn’t gotten a good hand all game, and I had K-10, so I doubled the blinds. Two guys called, and we went to it.

Long story short, the flop sucked, I touched a K, and a couple of low cards that couldn’t have helped anyone so I bet, two people called. Then on the turn, again, bad flop, so I bet. The river, made a possible straight, but I wasn’t even paying attention because I was determined to make my K-K into a hand.

So, I went all in, got called, and he had a freaking straight A-5, he called me right away. The worst thing was that the second that I called, I knew that it was a stupid move. He pushed them all in, and I showed everyone at the table that I had an extensive vocabulary.

Oh well, a good lesson learned.

Big Poker Game Tonight

There’s a big poker game tonight that my Brother in law and I are playing in.

I’m very excited about it. I’m going to switch up my playing strategy and be ultra conservative in the beginning so I can get a reputation being the guy who only plays when he’s got the nuts. That way, I can virtually get a license to steal pots later in the game.

Ultra conservative play is not normally my style, I like to bluff quite a bit, but I have a feeling that there will be a lot of sharks at this game, so I want to establish myself as the guy who bets when he’s got the hand.

There’s supposed to be over 100 people there tonight, either way, it should be lots of fun.

Wish me good luck! (actually, luck has very little to do with poker, so wish me good skill)

White Boy Jammin'

I hope my roommate doesn't to this to me when I'm around.

You need speakers for this...

St. Patrick's Day Weekend

I had a good weekend. Jackie, Rhett, Lindsay and I went out and drank green beer on Friday. We all had a really good time, it was a lot of fun. I haven’t gone out for a night on the town since I moved to Winnipeg in January. It was good to just enjoy my buddies’ company.

Jackie and I spent Saturday and Sunday together too. We went shopping for jeans and had ribs at her parents house (they were very yummy), then watched the Harry Potter series. Snuggling on the couch and watching movies is a great way to spend a weekend, as far as I’m concerned.

We went to church together on Sunday and then went to Cora’s for brunch. (I had the buckwheat delight) and had Raspberry crepes for dessert.

All in all, it was a good weekend.

Henry Ford in Heaven

I got this from another blog that I frequent. It's some funny Stuff, check it out here

Henry Ford in Heaven

Henry Ford died and went to Heaven. At the gates, St. Peter greets him and says, "Well, you've been such a good guy, and your invention - the assembly line for the automobile changed the world. As a reward, you can hang out with anyone in Heaven you wish."
Ford thinks to himself about it and replies, "I want to hang out with God himself!"
So St. Peter takes Ford to the Grand Throne Room and introduces him to God. Pleasantries aside, Ford then asks God, "When you invented woman, what were you thinking?"
God asks in return, "What do you mean?"
"Well," says Ford, "You have some major design flaws in your invention: (1) There's too much front-end protrusion. (2) It chatters way too much at high speeds. (3) Maintenance is extremely too high. (4) It constantly needs repainting and refinishing. (5) It is out of commission at least 5 or 6 days out of every 28. (6) The rear end wobbles too much. (7) The intake is placed too close to the exhaust. (8) The headlights are usually too small. (9) Fuel consumption is outrageous. ....That's just to name a few."
"Hmm ...," ponders God, "Hold on a minute."
God goes over to the Celestial Supercomputer, types in a few keystrokes, and waits for the results. In no time the computer prints out a report and God reads it.
God turns back to Ford and says, "It may well be that my invention is flawed, but according to these statistics, more men are riding my invention than yours."

Health Economics

I got an A in my Health Economics Exam. :)

Chili Cook Off

I got this in an email. Apparently, they actually have a Chili Cook Off about the time Halloween comes around in Texas. It takes up a major portion of a parking lot at the San Antonio City Park .

Judge #3 was an inexperienced Chili Taster named Frank, who was visiting from Springfield, IL . Frank: "Recently, I was honored to be selected as a judge at a chili cook-off. The original person called in sick at the last moment and I happened to be standing there at the judge's table asking for directions to the Coors Light truck, when the call came in. I was assured by the other two judges (Native Texans) that the chili wouldn't be all that spicy and, besides, they told me I could have free beer during the tasting, so I accepted."


Here are the scorecard notes from the event:
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CHILI # 1 - MIKE'S MANIAC MONSTER CHILI...

Judge # 1 -- A little too heavy on the tomato. Amusing kick.

Judge # 2 -- Nice, smooth tomato flavor. Very mild.

Judge # 3 (Frank) -- Holy shit, what the hell is this stuff? You could remove dried paint from your driveway. Took me two beers to put the flames out. I hope that's the worst one. These Texans are crazy.
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CHILI # 2 - AUSTIN'S AFTERBURNER CHILI...

Judge # 1 -- Smoky, with a hint of pork. Slight jalapeno tang.

Judge #2-- Exciting BBQ flavor, needs more peppers to be taken seriously.

Judge # 3 -- Keep this out of the reach of children. I'm not sure what I'm
supposed to taste besides pain. I had to wave off two people who wanted to give me the Heimlich maneuver. They had to rush in more beer when they saw the look on my face.
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CHILI # 3 - FRED'S BURN DOWN THE BARN CHILI...

Judge # 1 -- Excellent firehouse chili. Great kick.

Judge # 2 -- A bit salty, good use of peppers.

Judge # 3 -- Call the EPA. I've located a uranium spill. My nose feels like I have been snorting Drano. Everyone knows the routine by now.? Get me more beer before I ignite. Barmaid pounded me on the back, now my backbone is in the front part of my chest. I'm getting shit-faced from all of the beer.
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CHILI # 4 - BUBBA'S BLACK MAGIC...

Judge # 1 -- Black bean chili with almost no spice. Disappointing.

Judge # 2 -- Hint of lime in the black beans. Good side dish for fish or other mild foods not much of a chili.

Judge # 3 -- I felt something scraping across my tongue, but was unable to taste it. Is it possible to burn out taste buds? Sally, the beermaid, was standing behind me with fresh refills. That 300-LB woman is starting to look HOT (just like this nuclear waste I'm eating!) Is chili an aphrodisiac?
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CHILI # 5 LISA'S LEGAL LIP REMOVER...

Judge # 1 -- Meaty, strong chili. Cayenne peppers freshly ground, adding considerable kick. Very impressive.

Judge # 2 -- Chili using shredded beef, could use more tomato. Must admit the cayenne peppers make a strong statement.

Judge # 3 -- My ears are ringing, sweat is pouring off my forehead and I can no longer focus my eyes. I farted and four people behind me needed paramedics. The contestant seemed offended when I told her that her chili had given me brain damage. Sally saved my tongue from bleeding by pouring beer directly on it from the pitcher. I wonder if I'm burning my lips off.? It really pisses me off that the other judges asked me to stop screaming.? Screw those rednecks.
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CHILI # 6 - VERA'S VERY VEGETARIAN VARIETY...

Judge # 1 -- Thin yet bold vegetarian variety chili. Good balance of spices and peppers. Judge # 2 -- The best yet. Aggressive use of peppers, onions, and garlic. Superb.
Judge # 3 -- My intestines are now a straight pipe filled with gaseous, sulfuric flames. I shit on myself when I farted and I'm worried it will eat through the chair. No one seems inclined to stand behind me except that Sally. Can't feel my lips anymore. I need to wipe my ass with a snow cone.
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CHILI # 7 - SUSAN'S SCREAMING SENSATION CHILI...

Judge # 1 -- A mediocre chili with too much reliance on canned
peppers.
Judge # 2 -- Ho hum, tastes as if the chef literally threw in a can of chili peppers at the last moment. **I should take note that I am worried about Judge # 3. He appears to be in a bit of distress as he is cursing uncontrollably.
Judge # 3 -- You could put a grenade in my mouth, pull the pin, and I wouldn't feel a thing. I've lost sight in one eye, and the world sounds like it is made of rushing water. My shirt is covered with chili, which slid unnoticed out of my mouth. My pants are full of lava to match my shirt.
At least during the autopsy, they'll know what killed me. I've decided to
stop breathing it's too painful. Screw it; I'm not getting any oxygen
anyway. If I need air, I'll just suck it in through the 4-inch hole in my
stomach.
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CHILI # 8 - BIG TOM'S TOENAIL CURLING CHILI...

Judge # 1 -- The perfect ending, this is a nice blend chili. Not too bold but spicy enough to declare its existence.

Judge # 2 -- This final entry is a good, balanced chili. Neither mild nor hot. Sorry to see that most of it was lost when Judge #3 farted, passed out, fell over and pulled the chili pot down on top of himself. Not sure if?he's going to make it. poor feller, wonder how he'd have reacted to really?hot chili!

Judge # 3 - No Report

I’m excited about tomorrow. Tomorrow is the end of my hell-ish week. (which, ironically turned out to be not too bad after all because I got all of my work done the previous week).

My girl is coming into the city and we are going to go drink some green beer. I met her brother the other day, and he was a pretty cool cat. He and his girlfriend moved back to Winnipeg from Calgary. Maybe he'll come out for some consumption of green beer. I don’t know where this green beer will be consumed, but one thing is for sure, I will be doing some serious consuming, that’s for sure.

I have some blogs that I've been writing, but I haven't had a chance to post them yet. But I will, don't worry.

Have a good weekend!

Talk about coincidence

One of my best friends recently fell in love. She met a fellow, they decided that they were meant to be together, but he was getting ready to move away. They had met a couple of weeks before he was to move. So, they decided that they would keep in touch, and the two of them started to get pretty serious.
Then they decided to drop the hammer and break up with her. He wrote her an email that explained that they lived too far apart, blah blah blah. As he admitted to her, he had led her on, and couldn’t do it any longer.

Guess where he moved to…

Take a guess…

London, Ontario.


Is this a requirement for living in that God Forsaken place? Is it city policy that you become involved with some random person before you move there, so that you can inflict serious pain once you’re there? Maybe they send out a pamphlet. A do-it-yourself kit.

I feel bad for her because she really liked this guy. But my buddy is a tough girl. She’ll be ok. What can I say, Love’s a bitch…

Lady - Kenny Rogers

Here's a site I got from my buddy Meck, it tells you the #1 song on the day you were born.

Check it out here

Poker Night

Just thought I would give you a quick cap of tonight's occurrences… I played poker with the boys and I won, I had to buy in again, but I won. I was getting a damn thing for a hand, but then I hit trip 5s on the flop and everyone else was playing like they had them. So, I took the pot and became large stack for the game, and pretty much stayed that way.

Anyways, the funny thing was that Mike and I were playing heads up. I had Ace, 4 suited so I limped in. He checked. I was very large stack, but not by a lot. The flop: 5 – 9 – 9. He bet about 1/3 of his stack (which was minimum bet) and I put him all in. I knew he was beating me, but we had been playing for about 45 minutes going back and forth, so I wanted to make a big move. After about 5 minutes of contemplation, he calls. He’s got 5-J. The river… 10. The turn… another 10.

I’ve got two pair with high kicker, and I beat him. There was no way I should have won that hand. But, that’s poker.

A Month Since Valentine's Day

I stole this post from Geoff...

Ladies, you better check out what day is coming up, or what day just passed...

Amazing Grace

And here is the English version, and I've marked my favourite verse with *.

Amazing grace! How sweet the sound
That saved a wretch like me.
I once was lost but now am found,
Was blind but now I see.

'Twas grace that taught my heart to fear,
And grace my fears relieved,
How precious did that grace appear,
The hour I first believed.

Through many dangers, toils and snares
I have already come.
'Tis grace hath brought me safe thus far,
And grace will lead me home.

The Lord has promised good to me,
His Word my hope secures;
He will my shield and portion be
As long as life endures.

Yea, when this heart and flesh shall fail,
And mortal life shall cease,
I shall possess within the vail,
A life of joy and peace.

The world shall soon dissolve like snow,
The sun refuse to shine;
But God, who called me here below
Shall be forever mine.

When we've been there ten thousand years,
Bright shining as the sun,
We've no less days to sing God's praise
Than when we'd first begun.

As we now lay our garments down
Upon our beds to rest,
So Death ere long disrobes us all
Of what we now possess.

How sweet the name of Jesus sounds
In a believer's ear
It soothes his sorrows, heals his wounds
And drives away his fear.

*Must Jesus bear the cross alone
*And all the world go free
*No, there's a cross for everyone
*And there's a cross for me.

Shall I be carried to the skies
On flow'ry beds of ease,
While others fight to win the prize
And sail through bloody seas?

Amazing grace has set me free,
To touch, to taste, to feel;
The wonders of accepting love,
Have made me whole and real.

La Grâce du Ciel

My good friend Lisette supplied this song to me in French. It is one of my favourite songs. I'll also supply the song in English. Whenever I hear it, it gives me goose bumps.

La Grâce du Ciel est descendue
Me sauver de l’enfer.
J’étais perdue, je suis retrouvée,
Aveugle, et je vois clair.

Le Bon Dieu m’a ouvert le ciel.
Son Fils est mort pour moi.
C’est grâce à Jésus, mon sauveur,
Que j’ai reçu la foi.

Quand j’aurai chanté dix mille ans
Dans Sa chorale des Anges,
Je n’aurai fait que commencer
À chanter Ses louanges.

De tous les dangers de la vie,
La grâce est mon abri.
C’est cette même grâce qui m’amènera
Aux portes du paradis.

Venison anybody? No, I prefer white meat. Let's compromise...

I wonder if this deer will make it without being shot,
have never seen a picture like this before.

This picture was taken by one of the teachers from the
high school in Dauphin, Manitoba . He took the pictures
while going home from work. He lives in Onanole and travels
through the Riding Mountain park every day.

This deer apparently has been seen before but never photographed until now.

For Inquiring Minds who want to know

I got a 94% in my Economics of Energy Consumption class :)

Well Done James

My buddy James has put forth a good argument.

Read it here.

An Assessment of Russell's Theory of Definite Descriptions

A definite description is a term that specifies a particular object or person. It refers to something specific, such as “The Prime Minister of Canada,” or “my best friend’s dog,” or even pointing to someone and saying, “the guy standing over there.” Definite description may create problems when assigning truth value to the sentence. For example, the following sentence is a paradox.

(1) The current King of France is bald.

In (1), ‘The current King of France’ is a definite description as it specifies the present King of France. However, France is a democratic nation with elected officials, not a monarchy, thus the current King of France does not exist . Assigning a truth value to (1), would lead to a belief about the status of the current king of France’s hair situation, not the present existence of the King of France.

Russell assesses this classical paradox. Russell’s theory states that the truth value of any sentence using definite descriptions could be properly calculated if it were broken down into its logical form. In this case, (1) is actually asserting three propositions simultaneously. The proper logical form of (1) is:
(1R) There is an x such that x is a current King of France and x is unique in that nothing else is the current King of France and x is bald.

Once broken into logical form in (1R), determining truth value becomes easier. In order for (1) to be true, all three assertions must be true. If one of the statements is false, then (1R) is false. In this case, there is not an x such that x is the current King of France, therefore (1) is false.

However, Russell’s theory of definite descriptions has been criticized. Donnellon refutes Russell’s theory, claiming that it allows no concession for referential use of definite descriptions. Russell’s theory accounts solely for the attributive usage of definite descriptions and therefore is not universal. For instance, consider the following hypothetical situation. Suppose there were a man named Doug who never completed grade 8 and therefore was unaware of the French of Revolution. Doug believes that the current political system of France is a monarchy, of which there is a king. If Doug were touring a castle in France, and there was a bald man dressed as a king, and upon viewing this man, Doug asserted, “The current King of France is bald!” Doug would be using the definite description referentially, not attributatively. The sentence is identical to (1), which we have assessed using Russell’s theory. In this case, Doug did not mean to say, (1R) “There is an x, such that x is the current King of France, and x is unique and x is bald.” What Doug meant is, “That kingly-dressed fellow over there is bald!” Donnellon shows that truth value can come apart between what the proposition of the sentence is communicating and what the speaker is communicating.

Kripke criticizes of Donnellon’s critique, observing that Donnellon made an excellent distinction between attributive use and referential use of definite descriptions. Donnellon failed to point out that Russell’s theory of referential use of definite descriptions is incorrect. According to Kripke, Donnellon provided a distinction between two concepts, not a counterexample to the thesis.

Kripke presents a thought experiment in which we imagine a language that is identical to English, except the sentences would have to be formed with Russell’s logical breakdown. In this thought experiment, Kripke stipulates the truth conditions of what the speaker wishes to communicate. If this Russellian language can also have a contrast between referential and attributive use, then Donnellon has not presented a valid counterexample to Russell’s theory. Let’s expand the earlier hypothetical situation involving Doug. If Doug were using Russellian language, he would say:

(2) There is an x such that x is the current King of France, and x is unique in that no y is x, and x is bald.

In this case, the Russellian language could still have the discrepancy between the attributive use of the conditions and the referential use. In this hypothetical case, Doug intends to assert that the fellow he sees dressed as a king is bald. By stipulating the truth conditions of the speaker’s assertion, Kripke finds the problem with referential use in this Russellian language exists. Therefore, Kripke notes that Donnellon makes an excellent point in distinguishing between referential and attributive uses of definite descriptions, but fails to show that Russell’s theory is wrong.

Kripke’s thought experiment is a strong argument only under the assumption that it is possible to stipulate the truth conditions in which speakers intend to use them. Donnellon might argue that this stipulation is impractical and impossible. The speaker’s intention belongs solely to the speaker, the intention of the speaker cannot be asserted into Russellian language because the only person privy to the intentions of the speaker is the speaker. Even if the speaker was questioned as to their intention, the speaker might have been lying. Donnellon could argue that Kripke cannot stipulate the truth conditions and Kripke’s thought experiment is not practical.

You know what really grinds my gears?

People who don’t know how to merge into traffic. This morning I was coming home from Portage and I got onto MacGillvray Boulevard, and the fellow in front of me pulled into the merging lane and then stopped dead. Why (Rhetorical)? Because he had to cut across 3 lanes to get into the lane that he wanted. That’s fine, but he had ½ a mile to get into that lane. The merging lane is made so that you can speed up to the speed of traffic and then “merge” into traffic so that it doesn’t congest traffic. This DF didn’t do any of that.

While I’m complaining, here’s a list of other unrelated things:

- small dogs that bark incessantly.
- Mean cats (most of them are)
- Boring professors
- Stubbing my toe
- People who are intolerant of foreign cultures
- The Dutch. (ha ha)
- Playing a poker hand perfectly, having incredible good odds in my favour, and then losing.
- Students who feel the need to discuss other authors in class during a lecture.
For example: There’s a guy in my Political Economics class who always discusses The Lexus and the Olive Tree by Thomas L. Friedman. Don’t get me wrong, it’s a great book, but that book discusses Globalization as a cultural event more than an economical event. BUT GUESS WHAT GUY, WE’RE IN ECONOMICS CLASS! It’s a lecture, not a book club. I always feel like saying, “Well, my Dad doesn’t agree with Andrew Gamble either…” What my Dad thinks about Neo Liberalism is about as relevant as Friedman’s analysis. I’m not discrediting what Friedman, I’m merely pointing out that it has no place in Economic class.

When you think it possibly can't get any worse

You read about this guy and realise you don't have it that bad.

Thanks to Saskboy for bringing it to my attention. It made my day

Yup, I'm wierd

The other day I was walking home from school. Now I am a relatively fast walker because I’ve got long legs, so I very typically pass many people on the way to and from school. During these processes, I realised a peculiar phenomenon…

When you are passing someone on a sidewalk, they will automatically slow down so that they don’t have to walk beside you. This is particularly true of that person happens to be wearing headphones listening to music. So this week I’ve been having some fun little experiments.

But today I decided to vary my pattern. Instead of passing, I matched their walking speed. I did this twice, both times to a guy. I walked beside him really fast, then slowed to his pace so we were walking together. The funny thing was that he kept slowing down so that I could pass him, and I kept slowing down to match his speed. But I didn’t make eye contact, I just kept looking forward…

Eventually, he sped up and so did eye, then slowed right down again. Eventually, I started to giggle, and so did the other guy, realising that I was being funny. Then I continued on my way, and I could continue to hear the other guy laughing…

It’s funny to see people’s reaction. This phenomenon occurs because of other people’s comfort zones. When someone enters into someone else’s comfort zone, we subconsciously try to get that person out of our comfort zone. In this case, I think that the guys were feeling threatened because they couldn’t figure out why I would try to match their walking speed without engaging in conversation. This whole situation made them very uneasy and raised their defences. But when they heard me laughing, they would realise that I was joshing them, and thus they would relax their defences and laugh as well.

Hopefully you share my sense of humour and can appreciate my odd-ball-ness.

Official Rules of Engagement for Timmy Ho's

1) When you enter a Tim Horton's and see a line to one side of the
restaurant, that DOES NOT mean that you can start another line on
the other side.
PENALTY: TOO MANY LINES. People guilty of this infraction must buy
coffee for everyone in the original line.

2) If you cannot see the donut you want available in the display,
you CANNOT ask for it since the server will then go into the back
and eventually return and tell you that - guess what - they don't
have it!
PENALTY: DELAY OF GAME. People guilty of this infraction must
return to the end of the line.

3) The Drive-Thru is for ordering coffee and donuts ONLY. If you
need to order a sandwich or soup get out of your car and go inside
you lazy slob! It takes too long and they'll probably get your
order wrong any ways so save some greenhouse emissions and
remember - NO ORDERING FOOD IN THE DRIVE-THRU!
PENALTY: OVER ORDERING. People guilty of this infraction will have
their tires deflated on the spot.

4) Cleaning of the Hot Chocolate and Flavoured Coffee machines is
FORBIDDEN during times where there are actually customers in the
store. What kind of business takes a product off-line in the
middle of the day?!
PENALTY: UNNECESSARY CLEANLINESS. Staff guilty of this infraction
will be forced to eat hot, spicy food, then placed in restraints
just out of the reach of a nice cool glass of water for a hour.

5) Placing the lids on the "to-go" cups so that the drink opening
lines up with the crease in the cup is a crime against humanity
since it has the same effect as gag dribble-cups. Plus, exactly
how hard is it to miss that crease when placing the lid on any
ways? Yet it seems to happen more than 50% of the time.
PENALTY: ILLEGAL LID ON THE CREASE. Staff guilty of this must
floss with barbed wire for a week..

6) Franchise owners who open up a store with a Drive-Thru that
can't handle at least ten cars in line are a traffic menace.
Caffeine addiction is a scary thing that will cause people to stop
dead on busy streets just to keep a position in line at the
Drive-Thru.
PENALTY: INTERFERENCE. Owners guilty of this infraction will be
forced to order their meals via the empty Wendy's Drive-Thru next
door for a month.

7) Going on a coffee run to Tim's for five or more people is a
non-starter. Firstly, you'll never remember what everyone ordered
correctly. Secondly, you don't have a hope in hell of carrying
that stuff back out to your car. Lastly, it will take too long!!!
That nice person behind you in line was under the impression that
you were just going to order your coffee and go. BUT NO, you have
to take 5-10 minutes out of our lives while you botch the order
then juggle the cups back to your vehicle. Get some backbone -
force others to come with you. No more than two orders per person
thank you!
PENALTY: OVER TWO MINUTE WARNING. People guilty of this infraction
will be forced to drink ALL of the coffee they have ordered and
eat ALL the food. This same infraction committed via the
Drive-Thru will result in public flogging

8) During Roll-Up-The-Rim-To-Win time all cups left unattended
and unrolled for more than one minute are free game to anyone else.
Since we know that all the really good prizes are only meant for
people in Ontario we've only got a limited shot at anything decent
so watch your cups!
PENALTY: INELIGIBLE ROLLER. People guilty of this infraction must
forfeit any prizes won, past or present, to the new roller.

9) Staff who fail to recognize that you are a creature of habit
and order the same thing everyday for over a year at the same Tim
Horton's and still meet you with blank stares and an indifferent
"What can I get you?" are inflicting an inhuman mental torture.
Isn't that what the commercials are all about? Where are the
smiles and a hearty "The usual, Bob?"
PENALTY: INCOMPLETE RECOGNITION. Staff guilty of this infraction
must be subjected to proof of identify and a strip search every
time they try to pick up their pay check.

.and the final rule of engagement...........

10) Showing up at your son/daughters hockey game with a coffee
from another outlet than Tim Horton's is VERBOTEN! What are you -
some kind of troublemaker? Don't you know the way we do things
around here?
PENALTY: ILLEGAL COFFEE. People guilty of this must clean the ice
with their tongues between periods.

Hopefully if all of Canada buys into these rules we'll have a
safer, more productive society.

Busy!

Here's my schedule for the next two weeks.

Friday March 10: Health Economics Exam, Weighted 30%.
Tuesday March 14: Philosophy of Language Essay Due: Weighted 30%
Tuesday March 14: Computer Usage Assignment Due: Weighted 10%
Wednesday March 15: Economics of Energy Consumption Due: Weighted 25%
Friday March 17: Political Economics Assignment Due: Weighted 35%
Friday March 17: Business Ethics Essay Due: Weighted 20%

Friday March 17: Go drink and be merry

Gone

I'm heading for Yorkton tonight and will be spending the rest of the weekend in Saskatoon for a SRMCA conference. Have a good weekend and enjoy the snow.