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General Discussion / Proof that the movie 'Men in Black' was right about our existence
« on: October 26, 2006, 12:55:35 PM »
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Jokes / If yuh have twisted sense of humor like me
« on: October 26, 2006, 08:17:55 AM »
yuh will enjoy the stereotypical irony in this one
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General Discussion / "Hold m' beer and watch this"
« on: October 25, 2006, 11:31:47 AM »
How much you want to bet those were the words uttered in an arkansas drunkard accent seconds before this little mishap occurred
man miss de scooter clean too oui,, and hit de money
man miss de scooter clean too oui,, and hit de money
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I is de one way teach dis youth all about ball control...he just upload first is all 
http://youtube.com/watch?v=p81ZS-7VZdI
http://youtube.com/watch?v=p81ZS-7VZdI
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General Discussion / De latest in search engines
« on: October 23, 2006, 11:52:32 AM »
If she only wear ah tight t-shirt she lick up google oui
Aks miss dewey bout soca warriors
http://www.msdewey.com/
Aks miss dewey bout soca warriors
http://www.msdewey.com/
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Trinbago, NBA & World Basketball / NBA Gangstas
« on: October 12, 2006, 07:11:39 AM »
Just so I eh gpo pollute the 07 season thread
I vaguely recall readin sometime ago that Isiah Rider (remember him) get hold for kidnapping de odder day
AH damn shame how dat boy waste he career oui
Anybody recall any other bad boys...dat never make it back on the court from gangsta assness??
Barkley and Iverson are the two that manage to salvage they careers
Who else didnt?
I vaguely recall readin sometime ago that Isiah Rider (remember him) get hold for kidnapping de odder day
AH damn shame how dat boy waste he career oui
Anybody recall any other bad boys...dat never make it back on the court from gangsta assness??
Barkley and Iverson are the two that manage to salvage they careers
Who else didnt?
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General Discussion / Human Camera...pathology or prodigy?
« on: October 11, 2006, 07:17:53 AM »
Boy I tell you, if people could really tap into what the brain is truly capable of...it would be amazing
http://drawn.ca/2006/10/03/the-human-camera
http://drawn.ca/2006/10/03/the-human-camera
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General Discussion / Not passing judgement
« on: October 06, 2006, 12:17:50 PM »
Just found the article interesting is all...what a waste 
...woman talented like hell oui
A Death in the Class of 9/11
A star graduate from West Point, killed in Iraq, is laid to rest. But what does her death tell us about the price America is paying for freedom in Iraq?
By NATHAN THORNBURGH
The question everyone seems to be asking is: why Emily?
U.S. Army 2nd Lieut. Emily Perez, 23, was buried Tuesday at West Point, on a high bluff overlooking the Hudson River, alongside two centuries of fallen graduates from the United States Military Academy. She was the first combat death from the 2005 graduating class — called "the class of 9/11" because they arrived at the prestigious school just two weeks before the terror attacks. She was also the first female West Point graduate to be killed in Iraq.
She died an ordinary death in Iraq, at least by today's standards: a roadside bomb exploded as she led her platoon in a convoy south of Baghdad on Sept. 12. But what makes this death so difficult in a sea of violence is just how extraordinary this particular soldier was.
I spent a month at West Point reporting for our May 2005 cover story on her fellow cadets in the class of 9/11. I never met Perez in my time there, but I recognize many of her qualities in the friends I made at the academy. They are kids who could have chosen any path in life, but instead turned down elite civilian universities to volunteer for the privations of a military college and an ensuing five-year commitment to the Army.
Even at a school of overachievers, Perez's friends and teachers say that she stood out. She held the second-highest rank in her senior class, and, as Brigade Command Sergeant Major, was the highest-ranking minority woman in the history of West Point. She set school records as a sprinter on the track team, led the school's gospel choir, tutored a number of other students and even helped start a dance squad to cheer on the football and basketball teams. Professors wanted her to be in their classes, soldiers wanted her to lead their cadets, underclassmen wanted to catch a little bit of the unstoppable drive that pushed her to meet and exceed the many challenges the academy throws at its students.
"People often say only good things about someone after they've died, but none of this is hyperbole," says Morten Ender, her faculty advisor in the Sociology Program at West Point. "Emily was amazing."
"She was a star among stars," is how classmate Meagan Belk puts it. "You just never would have imagined this would happen to her."
Yolanda Ramirez-Raphael, her roommate at West Point, says that Perez's accomplishments in life all stemmed from an unshakeable self-confidence. "She didn't worry about whether someone liked her or not," says Ramirez-Raphael. At male-dominated West Point, she says, "women will sometimes try to change their leadership style, but not Emily. She always got right to the point." Perez wasn't bashful about her faith either. Every Sunday morning, she'd wake up by playing gospel CDs as she read the Bible. Her roommate Ramirez-Raphael, always trying to catch up on sleep, says Sunday mornings weren't safe until Perez — and the tambourine she always took to play in the Gospel Choir — were at church.
That faith drove Perez to envision a life of service beyond war. As a teenager in Fort Washington, Md., she set up an AIDS ministry in her church. And although her faculty advisor Ender says she could have been literally anything she wanted to, she was most passionate about global-health issues. "She could have been the next Paul Farmer," says Ender. "That's the commitment, and the talent, that she had."
Roadside bombs are generally believed to be the top killer of U.S. troops in Iraq (according to www.icasualty.org, almost a thousand U.S troops have been killed by the devices so far). The threat has persisted despite a multibillion-dollar U.S. campaign to neutralize it, and more than any element in Iraq has spread the dangers of war evenly from frontline soldiers to support personnel.
Perez understood those risks. She had chosen to go into the highly selective Medical Service Corps and, even though it's not a combat branch, she understood that she'd be in as much danger as anyone. Because of the shortened officer basic training of the medical corps, Ramirez-Raphael says that Perez "knew she would probably be deployed before the huah! infantry set were. She told me, 'I'll be there and back before those guys even get their boots in the sand.'" Ramirez-Raphael says that Perez had already survived several previous convoy attacks in Iraq. After one of those incidents, a mutual friend from West Point happened to be in the Quick Reaction Force that came in to secure the scene. "He told me that Emily held her own [afterwards]," says Ramirez-Raphael.
But there is no holding one's own against a fatal IED attack. It comes in a blast of dust and fire and, in an instant on Sept. 12, all of that exquisite training, and all of that irrepressible vitality, was stilled.
Classmate Paul Lushenko, now an army intelligence officer at Fort Huachuca, Ariz., says that the news of Emily's death hit everyone in the Class of 9/11 hard. "I think that we were under some sort of inability to understand that probably some of our classmates were going to die," he says. "I don't know. You just don't think it's going to happen to you." He brought in a picture of himself with Emily to show his platoon, which is composed of army linguists' — support staff who, like Perez, are not combat personnel. "I wanted to make clear the dangers," he says. "We're all on the front lines in this war."
"We lost one of the greatest accomplishments of the academy," adds Lushenko, who himself is itching to get into the fight in Iraq. "But that motivates me even more to get over there and serve my country."
Leigh Harrell, a fellow classmate of Perez's, emailed me from Baghdad to say that she ran into Perez in Iraq not long ago. "We talked for probably an hour telling each other about the wild experiences we'd already had as platoon leaders in combat," Harrell wrote. "We had some laughs and both talked of how much we were looking forward to going home and seeing our families again."
"There's so much I still wanted to experience with her," says Ramirez-Raphael. "I wanted to have families together, maybe even send our poor little kids to West Point some day."
But it is the question of why — why a roadside bomb that costs a pittance to make killed a young officer with so much left to offer her country – that undoes Ramirez-Raphael. Having buried her friend on Tuesday, the question is still too much on Thursday. "I don't know," she says, "I don't know. I've asked myself that every day since she died, and I cannot tell you."
While I was at West Point, the most impressive thing about cadets like Ramirez-Raphael was the way they were able to safeguard their sense of duty from whatever doubts or insecurities crept in about the mission. In the classroom, I watched Perez's classmates debate the successes and failures of the current U.S. occupation strategy. They learned about the dangers of this particular war, from watching videos of an IED explosion to discussing the fate of West Point graduate Gen. Eric Shinseki, who was forced into retirement for contradicting Defense Secretary Donald Rumsfeld's estimates about how many troops would be needed in Iraq. But outside of the classroom, the cadets still mustered on the plain and marched in unison, a physical reminder of their willingness to accept and execute whatever mission they are given. On one of my last days at West Point, I watched from the stands as the class of 9/11 took the art of parading to its farcical zenith. A high wind had blown a tall plumed hat off of one of the lead cadets, forcing the hundreds that followed in box formation to try to step over it without glancing down or altering their parade stride. As you can imagine, this did not work out so well. Cadet after cadet ended up stumbling over a hat that could have easily been picked up and tossed out of the way.
Even the West Point parents in attendance couldn't help but snicker at these proud ranks being decimated by a hat. But watching this, I finally was able to articulate something that I had only vaguely sensed before: This thing that West Pointers do — parading in unyielding formation, shining already gleaming boots, enlisting to sacrifice their lives on some unknown and unloved territory far from home — is not done out of ignorance, but out of faith. They have faith that the American values and resourcefulness do not lend themselves to meaningless death. They have faith that not only is freedom worth fighting for, but that we do not fight for any lesser end.
What do we owe them in return? An honest debate and some tough questions that soldiers by definition cannot outwardly ask or answer. Many of her classmates, like Lushenko, see Perez's death as a reason for more resolve in the fight. And one imagines that Perez, who was not given to second-guessing herself or her mission, would agree. This election season has featured Democrats obsessed with blaming their opponents for getting into the war and Republicans mistaking discussion for sedition. Instead, we should be asking straight questions: Do we have enough troops? Is the war winnable? Should we redeploy to safer bases or should we be a more muscular presence on the streets of Iraq? "Emily was just a problem solver," says one of her fellow cadets. Iraq may have defied solution so far, but we owe her a continued, honest effort.
http://www.time.com/time/nation/printout/0,8816,1540856,00.html
...woman talented like hell ouiA Death in the Class of 9/11
A star graduate from West Point, killed in Iraq, is laid to rest. But what does her death tell us about the price America is paying for freedom in Iraq?
By NATHAN THORNBURGH
The question everyone seems to be asking is: why Emily?
U.S. Army 2nd Lieut. Emily Perez, 23, was buried Tuesday at West Point, on a high bluff overlooking the Hudson River, alongside two centuries of fallen graduates from the United States Military Academy. She was the first combat death from the 2005 graduating class — called "the class of 9/11" because they arrived at the prestigious school just two weeks before the terror attacks. She was also the first female West Point graduate to be killed in Iraq.
She died an ordinary death in Iraq, at least by today's standards: a roadside bomb exploded as she led her platoon in a convoy south of Baghdad on Sept. 12. But what makes this death so difficult in a sea of violence is just how extraordinary this particular soldier was.
I spent a month at West Point reporting for our May 2005 cover story on her fellow cadets in the class of 9/11. I never met Perez in my time there, but I recognize many of her qualities in the friends I made at the academy. They are kids who could have chosen any path in life, but instead turned down elite civilian universities to volunteer for the privations of a military college and an ensuing five-year commitment to the Army.
Even at a school of overachievers, Perez's friends and teachers say that she stood out. She held the second-highest rank in her senior class, and, as Brigade Command Sergeant Major, was the highest-ranking minority woman in the history of West Point. She set school records as a sprinter on the track team, led the school's gospel choir, tutored a number of other students and even helped start a dance squad to cheer on the football and basketball teams. Professors wanted her to be in their classes, soldiers wanted her to lead their cadets, underclassmen wanted to catch a little bit of the unstoppable drive that pushed her to meet and exceed the many challenges the academy throws at its students.
"People often say only good things about someone after they've died, but none of this is hyperbole," says Morten Ender, her faculty advisor in the Sociology Program at West Point. "Emily was amazing."
"She was a star among stars," is how classmate Meagan Belk puts it. "You just never would have imagined this would happen to her."
Yolanda Ramirez-Raphael, her roommate at West Point, says that Perez's accomplishments in life all stemmed from an unshakeable self-confidence. "She didn't worry about whether someone liked her or not," says Ramirez-Raphael. At male-dominated West Point, she says, "women will sometimes try to change their leadership style, but not Emily. She always got right to the point." Perez wasn't bashful about her faith either. Every Sunday morning, she'd wake up by playing gospel CDs as she read the Bible. Her roommate Ramirez-Raphael, always trying to catch up on sleep, says Sunday mornings weren't safe until Perez — and the tambourine she always took to play in the Gospel Choir — were at church.
That faith drove Perez to envision a life of service beyond war. As a teenager in Fort Washington, Md., she set up an AIDS ministry in her church. And although her faculty advisor Ender says she could have been literally anything she wanted to, she was most passionate about global-health issues. "She could have been the next Paul Farmer," says Ender. "That's the commitment, and the talent, that she had."
Roadside bombs are generally believed to be the top killer of U.S. troops in Iraq (according to www.icasualty.org, almost a thousand U.S troops have been killed by the devices so far). The threat has persisted despite a multibillion-dollar U.S. campaign to neutralize it, and more than any element in Iraq has spread the dangers of war evenly from frontline soldiers to support personnel.
Perez understood those risks. She had chosen to go into the highly selective Medical Service Corps and, even though it's not a combat branch, she understood that she'd be in as much danger as anyone. Because of the shortened officer basic training of the medical corps, Ramirez-Raphael says that Perez "knew she would probably be deployed before the huah! infantry set were. She told me, 'I'll be there and back before those guys even get their boots in the sand.'" Ramirez-Raphael says that Perez had already survived several previous convoy attacks in Iraq. After one of those incidents, a mutual friend from West Point happened to be in the Quick Reaction Force that came in to secure the scene. "He told me that Emily held her own [afterwards]," says Ramirez-Raphael.
But there is no holding one's own against a fatal IED attack. It comes in a blast of dust and fire and, in an instant on Sept. 12, all of that exquisite training, and all of that irrepressible vitality, was stilled.
Classmate Paul Lushenko, now an army intelligence officer at Fort Huachuca, Ariz., says that the news of Emily's death hit everyone in the Class of 9/11 hard. "I think that we were under some sort of inability to understand that probably some of our classmates were going to die," he says. "I don't know. You just don't think it's going to happen to you." He brought in a picture of himself with Emily to show his platoon, which is composed of army linguists' — support staff who, like Perez, are not combat personnel. "I wanted to make clear the dangers," he says. "We're all on the front lines in this war."
"We lost one of the greatest accomplishments of the academy," adds Lushenko, who himself is itching to get into the fight in Iraq. "But that motivates me even more to get over there and serve my country."
Leigh Harrell, a fellow classmate of Perez's, emailed me from Baghdad to say that she ran into Perez in Iraq not long ago. "We talked for probably an hour telling each other about the wild experiences we'd already had as platoon leaders in combat," Harrell wrote. "We had some laughs and both talked of how much we were looking forward to going home and seeing our families again."
"There's so much I still wanted to experience with her," says Ramirez-Raphael. "I wanted to have families together, maybe even send our poor little kids to West Point some day."
But it is the question of why — why a roadside bomb that costs a pittance to make killed a young officer with so much left to offer her country – that undoes Ramirez-Raphael. Having buried her friend on Tuesday, the question is still too much on Thursday. "I don't know," she says, "I don't know. I've asked myself that every day since she died, and I cannot tell you."
While I was at West Point, the most impressive thing about cadets like Ramirez-Raphael was the way they were able to safeguard their sense of duty from whatever doubts or insecurities crept in about the mission. In the classroom, I watched Perez's classmates debate the successes and failures of the current U.S. occupation strategy. They learned about the dangers of this particular war, from watching videos of an IED explosion to discussing the fate of West Point graduate Gen. Eric Shinseki, who was forced into retirement for contradicting Defense Secretary Donald Rumsfeld's estimates about how many troops would be needed in Iraq. But outside of the classroom, the cadets still mustered on the plain and marched in unison, a physical reminder of their willingness to accept and execute whatever mission they are given. On one of my last days at West Point, I watched from the stands as the class of 9/11 took the art of parading to its farcical zenith. A high wind had blown a tall plumed hat off of one of the lead cadets, forcing the hundreds that followed in box formation to try to step over it without glancing down or altering their parade stride. As you can imagine, this did not work out so well. Cadet after cadet ended up stumbling over a hat that could have easily been picked up and tossed out of the way.
Even the West Point parents in attendance couldn't help but snicker at these proud ranks being decimated by a hat. But watching this, I finally was able to articulate something that I had only vaguely sensed before: This thing that West Pointers do — parading in unyielding formation, shining already gleaming boots, enlisting to sacrifice their lives on some unknown and unloved territory far from home — is not done out of ignorance, but out of faith. They have faith that the American values and resourcefulness do not lend themselves to meaningless death. They have faith that not only is freedom worth fighting for, but that we do not fight for any lesser end.
What do we owe them in return? An honest debate and some tough questions that soldiers by definition cannot outwardly ask or answer. Many of her classmates, like Lushenko, see Perez's death as a reason for more resolve in the fight. And one imagines that Perez, who was not given to second-guessing herself or her mission, would agree. This election season has featured Democrats obsessed with blaming their opponents for getting into the war and Republicans mistaking discussion for sedition. Instead, we should be asking straight questions: Do we have enough troops? Is the war winnable? Should we redeploy to safer bases or should we be a more muscular presence on the streets of Iraq? "Emily was just a problem solver," says one of her fellow cadets. Iraq may have defied solution so far, but we owe her a continued, honest effort.
http://www.time.com/time/nation/printout/0,8816,1540856,00.html
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General Discussion / In the interest of gender fairness
« on: October 02, 2006, 01:23:37 PM »
It would seem some of our esteemed female posters get eh steamed by our callous comments about famous women whenever there is a picture posted
so, in the interest of fair play..I invite the gentlemen on this board to post some famous men and be as harshly critical of their appearance
I will start
look he teet have ah chip...and dey yellow
he coudlna shave de goatee better
is red eye he have or excess yampee causin dat?
so, in the interest of fair play..I invite the gentlemen on this board to post some famous men and be as harshly critical of their appearance
I will start
look he teet have ah chip...and dey yellow
he coudlna shave de goatee better
is red eye he have or excess yampee causin dat?
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General Discussion / ah tell yuh
« on: September 25, 2006, 01:46:26 PM »
people does email me real tata..DAILY
90% ah does delete,....but the other 10% does mesmirize my tiny brain like staring at a car crash
file dat under wtf?
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gykVhmA5CcE
90% ah does delete,....but the other 10% does mesmirize my tiny brain like staring at a car crash
file dat under wtf?
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gykVhmA5CcE
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General Discussion / dey go do ANYTING to mek ah dollar
« on: September 22, 2006, 07:20:40 AM »
Anti-drug campaigners today attacked the makers of a soft drink who have called their product cocaine.
The high-energy drink is being billed as a "legal alternative" to the class A drug, using a massive hit of caffeine instead of cocaine.
Its maker claims the title is "a bit of fun" but critics slammed the technique as a cynical ploy which could tempt young people into using drugs.
The drink's inventor, Jamie Kirby, said: "It's an energy drink, and it's a fun name. As soon as people look at the can, they smile."
He claims Cocaine is "350 percent stronger than Red Bull" but that people do not experience the "sugar crash" or jitters that he says some of the other energy drinks can produce.
But David Raynes, of the UK National Drug Prevention Alliance, said: "It is people exploiting drugs. It is a pretty cynical tactic exploiting illegal drugs for their own benefit."
Las Vegas-based drinks company Redux Beverages is producing the drink which contains 280 milligrams of caffeine. According to the company's website, the only way to get more caffeine per ounce is with an espresso.
Mr Raynes added: "The fact is that subliminally, it is making the image of drug use cool and that's what kids what to be, cool.
"Kids will be drinking Cocaine and will inevitably link the two. The drink is relatively innocuous, but they will be linking it with cocaine use and the market, which is far from innocuous."
Dr Charles O'Brien, a professor and vice chairman of psychiatry at the University of Pennsylvania, said: "It's just a bad idea and has all the same downsides of too much caffeine plus a very bad name."
The company has received inquiries about selling Cocaine in Britain and throughout Europe. At the moment it is being sold only in the Los Angeles and New York metropolitan areas - mainly to teenagers.
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General Discussion / sometimes you real hadda laugh at you tube oui
« on: September 21, 2006, 06:59:44 AM »
de poor lady just tryin to do she job...look pressha 
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wj0UpTFqxG4
allyuh belive weird al STILL have a career?
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-xEzGIuY7kw
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wj0UpTFqxG4
allyuh belive weird al STILL have a career?
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-xEzGIuY7kw
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General Discussion / George Orwell would be proud
« on: September 18, 2006, 11:49:35 AM »
That a fiction writer can become a prophet
http://www.dailymail.co.uk/pages/live/articles/news/news.html?in_article_id=405477&in_page_id=1770
http://www.dailymail.co.uk/pages/live/articles/news/news.html?in_article_id=405477&in_page_id=1770
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General Discussion / Ay jefferz
« on: September 15, 2006, 06:37:11 AM »
ah know you is ah fellah does lime dong by TYC an ting
plus trini is ah small place where everybody know everybody busoness
so:
8th row down...right side picture
Is somebody LOCAL own dat??
??
http://www.trinituner.com/drags/2006/greatrace26-08-06-3.asp
plus trini is ah small place where everybody know everybody busoness
so:
8th row down...right side picture
Is somebody LOCAL own dat??
??http://www.trinituner.com/drags/2006/greatrace26-08-06-3.asp
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General Discussion / Aaah boys, like we born in de wrong era
« on: September 14, 2006, 09:00:08 AM » 
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General Discussion / Prophesy or pre-Planning?
« on: September 11, 2006, 08:31:32 PM »
1979 ad for Pakistan Airlines
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Entertainment & Culture Discussion / Mira Craig
« on: September 10, 2006, 07:40:17 PM »
Is this the Trini version of Shakira?
If not...who cares
I could look at she or the real one whole day
http://video.google.ca/videoplay?docid=6503891505731343432&q=trinidad
If not...who cares
I could look at she or the real one whole day
http://video.google.ca/videoplay?docid=6503891505731343432&q=trinidad
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General Discussion / If the hair wasnt a good indicator
« on: September 08, 2006, 07:47:57 AM »
How to tell if your weatherman is a fruitfly aka macomehman
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4cLgpZujDPA
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4cLgpZujDPA
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General Discussion / Any electronics experts...specifically TV
« on: September 06, 2006, 09:43:59 AM »
Hear wha...lemme preface this by saying I am not one to vacillate on any decsion..but I lookin for a tv for months now,, and is real headache 
Gone are the days that you could walk into a store and say "ah wuh de big one" and walk out happy
Now yuh hadda deal with the diiferences beetween rear projection LCD vd flat LCD vs DLP...(I elimnate plasma completely because of the price,,,but even dem droppin like stone)
Yuh hadda study burn-in, pixelation, rainbow effect, longevity HD vs ED etc etc etc
No matter how many stores are walk into or how much sites yuh check...nobody could give a conclusive answer as to the best bang for your dollar
Personally I feel dem fellahs does purposely set up de tv at the good price with a bad picture...next to de slighly smaller one at a ridiculous price..with a real sharp crisp picture
Yesterday ah man hit mih ah bouncer...ah walk in thinkin "okay ah know which two ah narrow it down to"
but right next to dem have a new DLP with "silicon chips"..now de picture not as sharp as the others...(it not dull either) but the colour is SPECTACULAR....it was like kanavall tuesday at noon, and was only a football game on
ah walk out steupsin again oui
Anyway...any recent reccomendations?
Gone are the days that you could walk into a store and say "ah wuh de big one" and walk out happy
Now yuh hadda deal with the diiferences beetween rear projection LCD vd flat LCD vs DLP...(I elimnate plasma completely because of the price,,,but even dem droppin like stone)
Yuh hadda study burn-in, pixelation, rainbow effect, longevity HD vs ED etc etc etc
No matter how many stores are walk into or how much sites yuh check...nobody could give a conclusive answer as to the best bang for your dollar
Personally I feel dem fellahs does purposely set up de tv at the good price with a bad picture...next to de slighly smaller one at a ridiculous price..with a real sharp crisp picture
Yesterday ah man hit mih ah bouncer...ah walk in thinkin "okay ah know which two ah narrow it down to"
but right next to dem have a new DLP with "silicon chips"..now de picture not as sharp as the others...(it not dull either) but the colour is SPECTACULAR....it was like kanavall tuesday at noon, and was only a football game on
ah walk out steupsin again oui
Anyway...any recent reccomendations?
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Entertainment & Culture Discussion / If you into hip-hop or jungle..even dub
« on: September 01, 2006, 02:07:40 PM »
Check out this very stoic 'video'
20 mins on the origins of the amen break......boring to watch but an interesting listen if you're into musical history
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5SaFTm2bcac
20 mins on the origins of the amen break......boring to watch but an interesting listen if you're into musical history
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5SaFTm2bcac
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Football / Is this Fair Play
« on: August 25, 2006, 08:23:28 AM »
Or complete Assness??
I tink this is ah fete match kinda move...dis kinda ting does happen often?
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TUCq0xI-NDI
I tink this is ah fete match kinda move...dis kinda ting does happen often?
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TUCq0xI-NDI
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General Discussion / World Strongest Dad
« on: August 21, 2006, 11:30:54 AM »
Dis fellah put REAALLL man to shame oui
Read the story before watchin the vid
I try to be a good father. Give my kids mulligans. Work nights to pay for their text messaging. Take them to swimsuit shoots. But compared with [Oops!] Hoyt, I suck.
Eighty-five times he's pushed his disabled son, Rick, 26.2 miles in marathons. Eight times he's not only pushed him 26.2 miles in a wheelchair but also towed him 2.4 miles in a dinghy while swimming and pedaled him 112 miles in a seat on the handlebars--all in the same day.
[Oops!]'s also pulled him cross-country skiing, taken him on his back mountain climbing and once hauled him across the U.S. on a bike. Makes taking your son bowling look a little lame, right?
And what has Rick done for his father? Not much--except save his life.
This love story began in Winchester, Mass., 43 years ago, when Rick was strangled by the umbilical cord during birth, leaving him brain-damaged and unable to control his limbs. ``He'll be a vegetable the rest of his life;'' [Oops!] says doctors told him and his wife, Judy, when Rick was nine months old. ``Put him in an institution.''
But the Hoyts weren't buying it. They noticed the way Rick's eyes followed them around the room. When Rick was 11 they took him to the engineering department at Tufts University and asked if there was anything to help the boy communicate. ``No way,'' [Oops!] says he was told. ``There's nothing going on in his brain.''
"Tell him a joke,'' [Oops!] countered. They did. Rick laughed. Turns out a lot was going on in his brain.
Rigged up with a computer that allowed him to control the cursor by touching a switch with the side of his head, Rick was finally able to communicate. First words? ``Go Bruins!'' And after a high school classmate was paralyzed in an accident and the school organized a charity run for him, Rick pecked out, ``Dad, I want to do that.''
Yeah, right. How was [Oops!], a self-described ``porker'' who never ran more than a mile at a time, going to push his son five miles? Still, he tried. ``Then it was me who was handicapped,'' [Oops!] says. ``I was sore for two weeks.''
That day changed Rick's life. ``Dad,'' he typed, ``when we were running, it felt like I wasn't disabled anymore!''
And that sentence changed [Oops!]'s life. He became obsessed with giving Rick that feeling as often as he could. He got into such hard-belly shape that he and Rick were ready to try the 1979 Boston Marathon.
`No way,'' [Oops!] was told by a race official. The Hoyts weren't quite a single runner, and they weren't quite a wheelchair competitor. For a few years [Oops!] and Rick just joined the massive field and ran anyway, then they found a way to get into the race officially: In 1983 they ran another marathon so fast they made the qualifying time for Boston the following year.
Then somebody said, ``Hey, [Oops!], why not a triathlon?''
How's a guy who never learned to swim and hadn't ridden a bike since he was six going to haul his 110-pound kid through a triathlon? Still, [Oops!] tried.
Now they've done 212 triathlons, including four grueling 15-hour Ironmans in Hawaii. It must be a buzzkill to be a 25-year-old stud getting passed by an old guy towing a grown man in a dinghy, don't you think?
Hey, [Oops!], why not see how you'd do on your own? ``No way,'' he says. [Oops!] does it purely for ``the awesome feeling'' he gets seeing Rick with a cantaloupe smile as they run, swim and ride together.
This year, at ages 65 and 43, [Oops!] and Rick finished their 24th Boston Marathon, in 5,083rd place out of more than 20,000 starters. Their best time'? Two hours, 40 minutes in 1992--only 35 minutes off the world record, which, in case you don't keep track of these things, happens to be held by a guy who was not pushing another man in a wheelchair at the time.
No question about it,'' Rick types. ``My dad is the Father of the Century.''
And [Oops!] got something else out of all this too. Two years ago he had a mild heart attack during a race. Doctors found that one of his arteries was
95% clogged. ``If you hadn't been in such great shape,'' one doctor told him, ``you probably would've died 15 years ago.''
So, in a way, [Oops!] and Rick saved each other's life.
Rick, who has his own apartment (he gets home care) and works in Boston, and [Oops!], retired from the military and living in Holland, Mass., always find ways to be together. They give speeches around the country and compete in some backbreaking race every > weekend, including this Father's Day.
That night, Rick will buy his dad dinner, but the thing he really wants to give him is a gift he can never buy.
The thing I'd most like,'' Rick types, ``is that my dad would sit in the chair and I would push him once.''
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I try to be a good father. Give my kids mulligans. Work nights to pay for their text messaging. Take them to swimsuit shoots. But compared with [Oops!] Hoyt, I suck.
Eighty-five times he's pushed his disabled son, Rick, 26.2 miles in marathons. Eight times he's not only pushed him 26.2 miles in a wheelchair but also towed him 2.4 miles in a dinghy while swimming and pedaled him 112 miles in a seat on the handlebars--all in the same day.
[Oops!]'s also pulled him cross-country skiing, taken him on his back mountain climbing and once hauled him across the U.S. on a bike. Makes taking your son bowling look a little lame, right?
And what has Rick done for his father? Not much--except save his life.
This love story began in Winchester, Mass., 43 years ago, when Rick was strangled by the umbilical cord during birth, leaving him brain-damaged and unable to control his limbs. ``He'll be a vegetable the rest of his life;'' [Oops!] says doctors told him and his wife, Judy, when Rick was nine months old. ``Put him in an institution.''
But the Hoyts weren't buying it. They noticed the way Rick's eyes followed them around the room. When Rick was 11 they took him to the engineering department at Tufts University and asked if there was anything to help the boy communicate. ``No way,'' [Oops!] says he was told. ``There's nothing going on in his brain.''
"Tell him a joke,'' [Oops!] countered. They did. Rick laughed. Turns out a lot was going on in his brain.
Rigged up with a computer that allowed him to control the cursor by touching a switch with the side of his head, Rick was finally able to communicate. First words? ``Go Bruins!'' And after a high school classmate was paralyzed in an accident and the school organized a charity run for him, Rick pecked out, ``Dad, I want to do that.''
Yeah, right. How was [Oops!], a self-described ``porker'' who never ran more than a mile at a time, going to push his son five miles? Still, he tried. ``Then it was me who was handicapped,'' [Oops!] says. ``I was sore for two weeks.''
That day changed Rick's life. ``Dad,'' he typed, ``when we were running, it felt like I wasn't disabled anymore!''
And that sentence changed [Oops!]'s life. He became obsessed with giving Rick that feeling as often as he could. He got into such hard-belly shape that he and Rick were ready to try the 1979 Boston Marathon.
`No way,'' [Oops!] was told by a race official. The Hoyts weren't quite a single runner, and they weren't quite a wheelchair competitor. For a few years [Oops!] and Rick just joined the massive field and ran anyway, then they found a way to get into the race officially: In 1983 they ran another marathon so fast they made the qualifying time for Boston the following year.
Then somebody said, ``Hey, [Oops!], why not a triathlon?''
How's a guy who never learned to swim and hadn't ridden a bike since he was six going to haul his 110-pound kid through a triathlon? Still, [Oops!] tried.
Now they've done 212 triathlons, including four grueling 15-hour Ironmans in Hawaii. It must be a buzzkill to be a 25-year-old stud getting passed by an old guy towing a grown man in a dinghy, don't you think?
Hey, [Oops!], why not see how you'd do on your own? ``No way,'' he says. [Oops!] does it purely for ``the awesome feeling'' he gets seeing Rick with a cantaloupe smile as they run, swim and ride together.
This year, at ages 65 and 43, [Oops!] and Rick finished their 24th Boston Marathon, in 5,083rd place out of more than 20,000 starters. Their best time'? Two hours, 40 minutes in 1992--only 35 minutes off the world record, which, in case you don't keep track of these things, happens to be held by a guy who was not pushing another man in a wheelchair at the time.
No question about it,'' Rick types. ``My dad is the Father of the Century.''
And [Oops!] got something else out of all this too. Two years ago he had a mild heart attack during a race. Doctors found that one of his arteries was
95% clogged. ``If you hadn't been in such great shape,'' one doctor told him, ``you probably would've died 15 years ago.''
So, in a way, [Oops!] and Rick saved each other's life.
Rick, who has his own apartment (he gets home care) and works in Boston, and [Oops!], retired from the military and living in Holland, Mass., always find ways to be together. They give speeches around the country and compete in some backbreaking race every > weekend, including this Father's Day.
That night, Rick will buy his dad dinner, but the thing he really wants to give him is a gift he can never buy.
The thing I'd most like,'' Rick types, ``is that my dad would sit in the chair and I would push him once.''
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Jokes / Ethel in the Nursing Home
« on: August 17, 2006, 06:41:32 AM »Ethel was a bit of a demon in her wheelchair, and loved to charge around the nursing home, taking corners on one wheel and getting up to maximum speed on the long corridors.
Because the poor woman was one sandwich short of a picnic, the other residents tolerated her and some of them actually joined in. One day Ethel was speeding up one corridor when a door opened and Kooky Kenneth stepped out with his arm outstretched. 'STOP!", he shouted in a firm voice. "Have you got a license for that thing?" Ethel fished around in her handbag and pulled out a Kit Kat wrapper and halt it up to him. "OK", he said, and away Ethel sped down the hall.
As she took the corner near the TV lounge on one wheel, Weird Wilbur popped out in front of her and shouted "STOP! Have you got proof of insurance?" Ethel dug into her handbag, pulled out a drink coaster and held it up to him. Wilbur nodded and said "On your way, Ma'am.".
As Ethel neared the final corridor, Crazy Clarence stepped out in front of her, butt-naked, and holding his "You-Know-What" in his hand. "Oh, good grief," yelled Ethel, "Not that damn Breathalyzer Test again!!!!"