I don't feel like writing much, so I'll just give a link and make a couple of short points: Wired News: Post Office Gets Pressured to Pry.
1) Do you have any idea how much it would cost to mail a letter should this get implemented?
2) Our privacy is being chipped away at, little by little, year by year.
Tuesday, November 11, 2003
I'm one of those people that likes to dream. I view it as the ultimate movie, that sometimes, no matter how outrageous the dream gets, it's still better than the best movie in that it seems so real and you usually don't have a clue that it's just a dream. And I've been dreaming a lot lately, don't really know why except that I'm working a lot and trying to find time to spend with my girlfriend.
Anyway... so I'm going to tell you about my weirdest dream ever now, which I just had a couple of nights ago.
Setting: a random living room, with more than it's share of couches, at least five random people discussing a serious problem after dinner, the dishes still littering the coffee and end tables.
Joemoab (me): We really must find a solution to the inter-dimensional being who is taking human souls and torturing them! It's just not right! [said while grabbing a last tidbit of chicken left on an otherwise empty plate.]
Others: Yea verily, yon foul creature must be stopped!
Enter: Two misfigured creatures, obviously once human but now so devoid of human characteristics as to be disgusting. Their entrance came through a large shimmering gateway that suddenly opened behind the couch. They terrorize everyone in the room, and try to capture some in order to drag them back into their dimension.
Others: Aaaaahhhh! [screaming with frightened look on their faces]
Joemoab: Back you foul fiends! Back to the dimension you came from, and tell your master that we'll have no more of his designs. We will put an end to his reign of terror this day! [grabs two forks from a couple of used plates and brandishes them threateningly at the creatures]
Exit: The two creatures, looking like whipped dogs.
Others: Yeah!
Enter: One large, leathery looking humanoid creature with every horrible feature you've ever been repulsed at in a horror movie... including large teeth and razor blades.
Leatherface: WHO DARED THREATEN ME AND INSTILL DOUBT AMONG MY SOULLESS MINIONS? I WILL DAMN YOU TO AN ETERNITY OF WATCHING RERUNS OF FULL HOUSE AND BARNEY! [in large booming terrible voice]
Others: He did it! [everyone points at Joemoab and cowers, I suspect some even peed on themselves at the threat of watching Full House]
Joemoab: Er... look here now... I didn't mean for you to come calling so quickly... I mean... appointments should be made and kept to!
Leatherface: YOU SHALL PAY FOR YOUR INSOLENCE! [advances upon me, large teeth chattering threateningly, arms outstretched to crush me, ominous foul odor emitting from somewhere]
Joemoab: BACK YOU FOUL CREATURE! YOU HAVE NO POWER OVER US, WE ARE ALL POWERFUL IN THIS DIMENSION AND YOU SHALL TREMBLE BEFORE OUR MIGHTY TOOLS! [brandishing one salad fork and one dinner fork in a menacing manner while knees tremble slightly]
Leatherface: Oh, pardon me. [instantly transforms into a small grey aliean with big head, big eyes, and small lithe body. He then drapes himself gaily across the back of the couch and smiles.]
Joemoab: WHERE ART THOU FROM, AND FOR WHAT REASON ARE YOU TORTURING HUMAN SOULS YOU FOUL CREATURE YOU? [still brandishing the silverware menacingly]
Leatherface: [silence, but with a more sinister smile]
Joemoab: I SAY, SPEAK YOU MISCREANT, AND TELL US OF YOUR EVIL INTENTIONS AT ONCE! [losing confidence quickly, but still trying to be as threatening as possible while he notices that one fork still has a bit of lettuce on it]
Leatherface: No, I will only tell my story in a theatrical production. [in a very calm and calculating voice]
Joemoab: Er... what? [with rapidly degrading confidence, and with terror in his eyes]
Leatherface: A musical. Which I will produce for you to watch, which you must watch to learn my devious plan. I will produce a musical. [said with a widening smile, and obvious malice in his eyes]
At this point I woke up in a sweat. Thank God I didn't make it through to the musical.
Anyway... so I'm going to tell you about my weirdest dream ever now, which I just had a couple of nights ago.
Setting: a random living room, with more than it's share of couches, at least five random people discussing a serious problem after dinner, the dishes still littering the coffee and end tables.
Joemoab (me): We really must find a solution to the inter-dimensional being who is taking human souls and torturing them! It's just not right! [said while grabbing a last tidbit of chicken left on an otherwise empty plate.]
Others: Yea verily, yon foul creature must be stopped!
Enter: Two misfigured creatures, obviously once human but now so devoid of human characteristics as to be disgusting. Their entrance came through a large shimmering gateway that suddenly opened behind the couch. They terrorize everyone in the room, and try to capture some in order to drag them back into their dimension.
Others: Aaaaahhhh! [screaming with frightened look on their faces]
Joemoab: Back you foul fiends! Back to the dimension you came from, and tell your master that we'll have no more of his designs. We will put an end to his reign of terror this day! [grabs two forks from a couple of used plates and brandishes them threateningly at the creatures]
Exit: The two creatures, looking like whipped dogs.
Others: Yeah!
Enter: One large, leathery looking humanoid creature with every horrible feature you've ever been repulsed at in a horror movie... including large teeth and razor blades.
Leatherface: WHO DARED THREATEN ME AND INSTILL DOUBT AMONG MY SOULLESS MINIONS? I WILL DAMN YOU TO AN ETERNITY OF WATCHING RERUNS OF FULL HOUSE AND BARNEY! [in large booming terrible voice]
Others: He did it! [everyone points at Joemoab and cowers, I suspect some even peed on themselves at the threat of watching Full House]
Joemoab: Er... look here now... I didn't mean for you to come calling so quickly... I mean... appointments should be made and kept to!
Leatherface: YOU SHALL PAY FOR YOUR INSOLENCE! [advances upon me, large teeth chattering threateningly, arms outstretched to crush me, ominous foul odor emitting from somewhere]
Joemoab: BACK YOU FOUL CREATURE! YOU HAVE NO POWER OVER US, WE ARE ALL POWERFUL IN THIS DIMENSION AND YOU SHALL TREMBLE BEFORE OUR MIGHTY TOOLS! [brandishing one salad fork and one dinner fork in a menacing manner while knees tremble slightly]
Leatherface: Oh, pardon me. [instantly transforms into a small grey aliean with big head, big eyes, and small lithe body. He then drapes himself gaily across the back of the couch and smiles.]
Joemoab: WHERE ART THOU FROM, AND FOR WHAT REASON ARE YOU TORTURING HUMAN SOULS YOU FOUL CREATURE YOU? [still brandishing the silverware menacingly]
Leatherface: [silence, but with a more sinister smile]
Joemoab: I SAY, SPEAK YOU MISCREANT, AND TELL US OF YOUR EVIL INTENTIONS AT ONCE! [losing confidence quickly, but still trying to be as threatening as possible while he notices that one fork still has a bit of lettuce on it]
Leatherface: No, I will only tell my story in a theatrical production. [in a very calm and calculating voice]
Joemoab: Er... what? [with rapidly degrading confidence, and with terror in his eyes]
Leatherface: A musical. Which I will produce for you to watch, which you must watch to learn my devious plan. I will produce a musical. [said with a widening smile, and obvious malice in his eyes]
At this point I woke up in a sweat. Thank God I didn't make it through to the musical.
