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Heresy Hunters, take note that the Ang Dating Daan cult’s official church name has changed from “Iglesia ng Dios Kay Kristo Jesus, Haligi at Saligan ng Katotohanan” to “The Church of YHWH and YHWSA HMSYH.” It seems that Eli Soriano has jumped onto the Sacred Names bandwagon in an effort to lend his belief system further theological validity by sheer virtue of nomenclature.
(Insert smirking reference to gnats and camels here.)
“Aside from looking cute and serving as Captain Archer’s sounding board, Porthos is noted for making First Contact with the leg of Vulcan science officer T’Pol.” – A Tribute to Porthos the Beagle.
“Choose Life” plates unconstitutional, because they provide an “unfair forum” for abortion foes. Well, if you want to have a fair forum for all sides, let’s have “Kill the Fetuses” license plates too. That should make everyone happy.
Dean Allen’s “Textile” is a textarea field which lets you just write, without having to worry about the nitty-gritty of proper markup and valid character entities. I especially like the last useful feature in the list of functions. Ha.
Is that Susy? As in, Susy of the Susy and Geno duo? Wow, way to go undercover. I can see what the PNP must have been thinking: “We’ll make our police officers less conspicuous to terrorists by dressing them up as Sustagen mascots.”
(Pic via Ernie.)
I had a headache, and Tylenol wasn’t working, but then I drank coffee, and now the headache’s gone.
That’s not good.
I’ve had problems with my mouse tracking speed in OS X; the cursor simply moves too slowly! That’s why this guy made MouseZoom: an extra preference panel which cranks up your OS X mouse speed to a more comfortable level. Now I no longer need to lift my mouse off the pad to move the cursor half a screen from its position.
The Philippines’ entry in the CIA World Factbook. Pretty comprehensive data; I hadn’t been aware that our population had breached 80 million already.
Thanks to Valerie for the copy of Piper’s Desiring God. I’ll start on it as soon as I’m done with Dickens’ Bleak House, which has occupied my reading attention for over a year now.
(I’m almost at the end, though. Mr. Tulkinghorn has revealed to Lady Dedlock his knowledge of her secret past, and Mademoiselle Hortense has offered to Tulkinghorn her services to ruin the Lady, only to be rebuffed with the threat of arrest. Lady Dedlock’s illegitimate daughter, Esther Summerson, however, annoys me to no end with her syrupy first-person narrative. And Mr. Skimpole, the caricaturish idiot, deserves to be dragged out into the street and shot repeatedly.)
“The soul that on Jesus has leaned for repose,
I will not, I will not desert to its foes;
That soul, though all hell should endeavor to shake,
I’ll never, no never, no never forsake.”