From: owner-eda-thoughts-digest@smoe.org (eda-thoughts-digest) To: eda-thoughts-digest@smoe.org Subject: eda-thoughts-digest V1 #133 Reply-To: eda-thoughts@smoe.org Sender: owner-eda-thoughts-digest@smoe.org Errors-To: owner-eda-thoughts-digest@smoe.org Precedence: bulk eda-thoughts-digest Thursday, August 20 1998 Volume 01 : Number 133 Today's Subjects: ----------------- Re: ET: Re: "perfect" ["Kevin Pease" ] ET: ma vie, my vacation, and this discussion[LONG] ["Seth D. Fulmer" Subject: Re: ET: Re: "perfect" >> Seth D. Fulmer writes: >Perfect is Everything...If you ask everyone what perfect is...take all of >their answers and put them together and you have perfect. Obviously some >of the answers will contradict as this is one of the reasons. [...] >the entire range of everything from >absolute maximum to absolute minimum in the negative direction. That is >perfect if you have/are it. Now this just doesn't make sense. How can somebody be perfect by being imperfect? And if imperfection is required to become perfect, why do we try to eliminate our imperfections in an effort to better ourselves (and reach perfection)? I think your definition of perfection is lacking in a big way. To be perfect is to not be imperfect... to love someone is to not hate them... the two are mutually exclusive. Attempting to define perfection as imperfection is, even on a semantic level, impossible. Kevin - ---------- Kevin Pease kbpease@boston.crosswinds.net (ICQ UIN: 3106063) (AOL Instant Messenger: kbpease) http://www.crosswinds.net/boston/~kbpease "I feel like a quote out of context, withholding the rest, So I can be for you what you want to see; I got the gestures, sounds, I got the timing down, It's uncanny, yeah you'd think it was me; Do you think I should take a class to lose my southern accent? Did I make me up, or make a face 'til it stuck? I do the best imitation of myself..." -----(Ben Folds Five)----- ------------------------------ Date: Wed, 19 Aug 1998 23:44:35 -0400 From: "Seth D. Fulmer" Subject: ET: ma vie, my vacation, and this discussion[LONG] Hey people :) I gotta confess to you all. I had a blast tonight...AND...I had a horrible night as well. First, I had my bible study session. There's this girl there named Lisa. She's a bi-polar manic depressant(I'm not sure if that's the same thing or what but anyway)...and she was in her manic phase tonight. Well, after the session at 8:00, she mentioned she was going to the train station to get some coffee...Now for all of you people who haven't been to Philadelphia, 30th street station is a train station, a food court, mall, sidewalk sale, you name it all in one...There's a McDonalds there and she was going to get coffee...Now, don't ask me why someone who's manic(which means full of energy) is going to drink coffee which has caffeine and get more energy...but she was going to. Well, I thought...It's 8:00 and City of Angels is supposed to start at 9:00 so I'd go get a bite to eat at McDonalds. I asked her what station she meant and when I jinxed her by saying 30th at the same time she asked me if I wanted to come. I'm like "Yeah, I was going to go to McDonalds for a bite to eat to bring back". The minister offered to drive us over but she was tired from several days without sleep and she said "No, Let's walk so I stay awake." Well, first of all, she had this Ozzi Osbourne(sp?) t-shirt on and it said something on my right(her left) side of the shirt. I asked her outside what it said and after she told me she's like "Oh, so THAT's why you were looking at my breasts."...I felt like a __________(fill in the blank). But we walked and got there. I bought myself an extra value meal and then we shared fries. Now, she's just a friend and it has to stay that way because she's going out with someone but I thought that was cool anyways. We walked back just in time for the movie to start. She went to work...She works some WEIRD hours but I don't care...They're not affecting me any. But I went to look for the movie. It's not in the usual place or the rain location either. Finally, a bunch of students are walking to the rain location and we find a person who's in charge of the event. Evidently the group on campus who has the projector never showed up so they're postponing it for a week. There is no word to describe my unsettled feeling. I wanted to see that a ton...mostly to hear Sarah McLachlan's "Angel" but still the title intrigues me. Anyhow, onto my vacation. You all will have to put up with reruns of the ongoing beauty debates between Thursday(around 3:45PM) until Sunday afternoon sometime at the earliest as I'm going home to be with my loving(*sticks finger in mouth to barf*)friends and family. Actually I have a doctor's appt and I thought I'd stay home the entire weekend. I don't exactly have a car and there's not a girl within nuclear blast distance that would go out with me(not that there's a place walking distance to go either) but it's a cool experience :) I get to go out with my parents(Look at that excitement). Ok, on to the discussion topic. I get the impression that people think I have problems with the way I look. I do not like the way I look, however of the problems that I have, my head shape, my hair loss, my wide shoulders, and my big hands...I can't do anything about them without expending a ton of money and surgery. I've already decided that I will never undergo surgery again. I had jaw surgery once and I had my share of being a freak. I told everyone around me that if I need surgery...even if it's to save my life, I want to remain where I lay. If I'm revived, I will terminate myself so they shouldn't try. My major problems are with my personality inside. The personality that I portray is the nice guy...I keep the mean guy stuff inside unless I need it. It scares me though because if I really wanted to I could probably rival the Antichrist himself, but I don't let that part manifest itself. Ok, Let the discussions and flames begin :) Take care and Have a Great Day!! :) Seth Fulmer mailto:usfulmer@mcs.drexel.edu mailto:st96t879@post.drexel.edu mailto:kaosking@voicenet.com webpages: http://www.voicenet.com/~kaosking Cool Quotes and stuff :) "So don't tell me why he's never been good to you So don't tell me why he's never been there for you Don't you know that why is simply not good enough Oh...So, just let me try and I will be good to you Just let me try and I will be there for you I'll show you why is so much more than good enough" - "Good enough", Sarah McLachlan ------------------------------ Date: Wed, 19 Aug 1998 23:46:34 -0400 From: "Kevin Pease" Subject: ET: Re: Re: eda-thoughts-digest V1 #126 I'm going to throw my response to a couple of Jamie's into one slightly longer post, in an effort (probably futile) to reduce the number of posts I'm writing daily. I'm sure you all are sick of seeing my name in the "From:" field, but what can I say, I'm having a ball. :) >> Jamie writes: >You need to shutup Kevin...you know you're the bomb =) I know, I know. But I still can't help but love it when people notice. :) You know, it's just so much fun to hear people saying, "Wow, you're so right. I totally agree." You all should say that to me more often. ;) Lie to me, if you must. :) >bite me, I'm blonde ;-) "Have I told you lately that I love you?" :) I don't have anything against blondes in any way... I just seem to have a sort of preference towards dark hair & eyes... I'm equal opportunity, though... I just like girls, really... they're groovy. :) > glad to be of service! (Don't forget Keats!) I knew I was forgetting somebody! Sorry, that was, of course, an unexcusable oversight on my part. :) >I agree...I met Seth on ICQ like that...and I think out of the blue "I loved >your webpage!"s (note: this is how I met Kevin...hehe), and "loved your >profile"s kinda make my day =) [innocent look] Moi? Aw shucks... I just liked the web page, ma'am. :) >Don't worry about it Kevin...I love it =) Ah, for surely, I am, The Bomb. :) If you ever want a job with the sole necessary qualification being that of telling me I'm great, you're hired. :) >I said who rocks the party that rocks the party??? everybody say ooah ooah! "And they were singin', and dancin', and groovin' to the movin', And just when it hit me, somebody turned around and shouted, 'Play that funky music, white boy..." I'm getting pretty smooth on the old R&B tip here, I think. :) >>Ain't nothing wrong with 80's flashbacks. :) I dare all of you to read >>the next two lines and not be humming this song for the next three days: >> "You spin me right 'round baby, right 'round >> Like a record baby, right 'round, right 'round...">> >YOU ARE EVIL!!!!!!!!!!!!! But I bet you're still humming that song. :) Try this one: "I'm a cowboy, on a steel horse I ride, and I'm wanted, wanted... dead or alive..." Come on, you know you always loved Bon Jovi, but were afraid to admit it. :) Kevin - ---------- Kevin Pease kbpease@boston.crosswinds.net (ICQ UIN: 3106063) (AOL Instant Messenger: kbpease) http://www.crosswinds.net/boston/~kbpease "I feel like a quote out of context, withholding the rest, So I can be for you what you want to see; I got the gestures, sounds, I got the timing down, It's uncanny, yeah you'd think it was me; Do you think I should take a class to lose my southern accent? Did I make me up, or make a face 'til it stuck? I do the best imitation of myself..." -----(Ben Folds Five)----- ------------------------------ Date: Wed, 19 Aug 1998 23:56:39 -0400 From: "Kevin Pease" Subject: ET: Re: Re: eda-thoughts-digest V1 #129 >> Us writes: >Shh it's ok :) Here are the words you meant to say about Fiona's music (as >said by our friend, KEVIN!): "when I listen to it, I can't help but think >that it's only really suitable for listening on a cold, dark, winter >evening in the middle of a blizzard. That's the only atmosphere it seems >to really fit in." WOOHOO! I'm a citation! I guess I can die a happy man now, I have officially been quoted. :) Anyway... for those of you who haven't had the *sublime* experience of being trapped inside on a cold winter night when it's really snowing good outside in Massachusetts: It's really quiet, really dark (especially when you've lost electricity, as we invariably do), and beautiful, in a stark, lifeless sort of way. Fiona's music makes good background music on a night like that. >Dang it, I don't know that song. =P >*evil grin* You don't KNOW that song??? My oh my, I guess you have led a remarkably unfulfilled existence to this moment. I'll have to see if I can find a recording of that online somewhere, and throw it up on my webpage (er... put it up on my webpage? "Throw it up" sounds rather distasteful), and then you can hear it, and your life can really be complete. :) Actually, it's a terrible, horrible, rotten song by, if memory serves me correctly, a band called Dead Or Alive, from the mid to late 80's that was one of those "I'm really popular for 5 minutes" sort of songs... one of those songs (MUCH like the Spice Girls' music, imho) that you immediately hate, and that you immediately hate yourself for humming along to when it comes on, but that you can't help but hum along to, no matter how hard you try not to. :) - ---------- Kevin Pease kbpease@boston.crosswinds.net (ICQ UIN: 3106063) (AOL Instant Messenger: kbpease) http://www.crosswinds.net/boston/~kbpease "I feel like a quote out of context, withholding the rest, So I can be for you what you want to see; I got the gestures, sounds, I got the timing down, It's uncanny, yeah you'd think it was me; Do you think I should take a class to lose my southern accent? Did I make me up, or make a face 'til it stuck? I do the best imitation of myself..." -----(Ben Folds Five)----- ------------------------------ End of eda-thoughts-digest V1 #133 **********************************