<kidding>
Word processors have spell check, grammar check, format check, tables, columns, lists, bullets, pre-formatted letters, business letters, templates, invitations, clip art, drawing tools, picture manipulation features, and the average computer user could go on and on about them. However, they need one thing. Wouldn’t life be easier if one could hit a button and have the computer analyze the flow of the ideas in the document, and tell the user where their writing went wrong? The button would be called:
Thought check.
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A block of mass m = 2.0 kg is held in equilibrium on an incline of angle I = 60° by the horizontal force F, as shown in Figure 4.20.

(a) Determine the value of F
(b) Determine the normal force exerted by the incline on the block (ignore friction).

It’s not as bad as it seems.
It’s not as bad as it seems.

Right?

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ajmicek: ‘course controlling one’s emotions is like carrying water around in ones hand
ajmicek: bound to spill out eventually

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One of the funnier 404 error messages around:

If you persist in getting this message, one of the following conditions exist:

• You can’t type.
• The file never existed.
• The file was authored by a moron.
• You do not have permission to view this file.

If you get this error 27 times in a row, then you are very persistent and one of these conditions exist:

• You are a moron.
• You’re typing with your toes.
• You’re typing with your nose.
• Sorry, I don’t understand Chinese.

Then again, nothing really beats jrcorps.com’s 404.

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There is no substitute for hard work.
There is no substitute for hard work.
There is no substitute for hard work.
There is no substitute for hard work.
There is no substitute for hard work.
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There is no substitute for hard work.
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There is no substitute for hard work.
There is no substitute for hard work.
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There is no substitute for hard work.
There is no substitute for hard work.
There is no substitute for hard work.
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There is no substitute for hard work.
There is no substitute for hard work.
There is no substitute for hard work.
There is no substitute for hard work.
There is no substitute for hard work.
There is no substitute for hard work.
There is no substitute for hard work.
There is no substitute for hard work.
There is no substitute for hard work.
There is no substitute for hard work.
There is no substitute for hard work.
There is no substitute for hard work.
There is no substitute for hard work.
There is no substitute for hard work.
There is no substitute for hard work.
There is no substitute for hard work.

It makes a good mantra, if you have the energy.

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A SX-1250 hasn’t been snagged yet, but we’re getting closer. How are ya supposed to build a decent component system these days? Either way, as the saying goes “it’s a good thing” :

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I’m a prisoner of my emotions
Emotion over rational
Thoughtless over thoughtful
The way I wouldn’t over the way I would

What’s it all about
The secret to the mosaic
The map to the maze
The key to the door

Always getting better but something’s truly missed

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Man, those things hurt. The rest of the Sociology class was kind enough to kill the dang thing though. If you see one, do us all a favor and slap it dead.

Assuming it doesn’t sting you first.

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The following consists of reasons the SX 1250 should be purchased as soon as possible.

Case: Walnut Veneer
Channels: Two
Transistor Count: 86
Speaker Connections: Three sets
Weight: 64 pounds
RMS Power Per Channel: 165 into 8 ohms, 200 into 4 ohms, 20 Hz to 20 KHz
Total Harmonic Distortion: 0.1% at full rated power into 8 or 4 ohms, no more than 0.05% at 80 watts/channel

And no, you may not see a picture … yet.

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Certainly was fun
Then it’s done
Something about the sun
Added to the fun

In the Morning
One last summer storm
A sprinkle runs into earth
Small puddles form

A kick, a pass
A cheer, a fast
Something about the sun
And the way it moves you

Water was warm
Floating down the stream
Friends drift past
Silently … dream

Intimate knowledge
People from the past
Change heart’s shape
Will always ‘til the last

Suddenly done,
Memories gather
Experienced as fun,
Now merely blather.

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