Looks like there was a reason we lost the launch feed a minute in...

We had a successful liftoff and Falcon made it well clear of the launch pad, but unfortunately the vehicle was lost later in the first stage burn.

We had a successful liftoff and Falcon made it well clear of the launch pad, but unfortunately the vehicle was lost later in the first stage burn.

Good job, there, tommy.

Tommy totally jinxed it.

Bwah haaaaa haaaaaaaa haaaaaaaaa

Now is that nice?

Now is that nice?

If we were all nicer, Perkins life might be less fraught.

But ours would be so much more boring.

Mini-meara:

My reasoning was, I couldn't subject anyone, not even Hitler, to eternal hellfire (Presbyterian, we were - big on the hellfire). If God is by definition more loving and forgiving than a human can ever be, then He couldn't either. Therefore the God I was being taught about who could and did send people to burn in hell for eternity was either not real or not the ultimate divinity. This got me branded an athiest in junior high school.

This is basically the reason I was agnostic for a long time. Then, I had a wonderful discussion with a friend (who wasn't pushy at all) and realized that I didn't have to believe in a vengeful God to believe in God. That day completely turned my life around. Not that I was a crack addict and saw the light, but more in giving my life more purpose and a lot less fear.

Actor Charlie Sheen refuses to accept the official explanation behind the terrorist atrocities of September 11, 2001, and believes the US government covered up what really happened. Conspiracy theorist Sheen claims New York City's Twin Towers fell as the result of a "controlled demolition."

The divorce begins to make a lot more sense.

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At the library where I used to work, someone posted a story about a similar situation at the reference desk. There were several students working at the database computers near the reference desk. The reference librarian noticed that one of the students kept throwing dirty looks at her, increasing in frequency and severity. Finally, she went over to the student and asked if she could help her with anything. The student replied that it was about time, since she'd been pushing the help button for 10 minutes!

Of course, in typing this, I realize that modern keyboards no longer have help buttons, but back in the dark ages (perhaps late '80s), many of them used to, and this story was much funnier.

I realize that modern keyboards no longer have help buttons, but back in the dark ages (perhaps late '80s), many of them used to, and this story was much funnier.

Which is why you should update the story to say the F1 key instead.

Don't you want me to be happy?

Hmm.

If we were all nicer, Perkins life might be less fraught.

But ours would be so much more boring.

So my misery and fraughtfulness is necessary for your entertainment?

So my misery and fraughtfulness is necessary for your entertainment?

Let's just call it the curry on our goat of happiness.