Secrets

Sorry for being repetitive but I've been going through some stuff lately and haven't had the time or the concentration to write a decent post. So, I bring to you more miscellanea (which at least I know you enjoy).
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Off the top of your head, name one conspiracy theory where the conspirator was right.

"You can't put a square peg in a round hole." Actually, it depends on the size of the peg relative to the hole.

The phrase "You don't know your history" doesn't make sense. Unless you have some kind of memory problem then you probably know your own history. The phrase should change to something more specific, such as, "You don't know the part of history I'm talking about." Actually.....it should just disappear.

Someone with blonde hair once told me they were going to get dark brown highlights.

"Counterfeit proof" is one of the most meaningless phrases to ever be coined; especially with respect to money. There are two things about counterfeit money you gotta remember:
1) No matter what the treasury does, someone somewhere will have already counterfeited it within in a week...tops.
2) Nobody looks at the money close enough to detect its counterfeitness. Sure, some stores have that pen they run across anything higher than a twenty, but what happens with other exchanges in other stores? Or, don't you think someone created a bill that'll pass that little pen test? You're damn right. The whole process is pointless. (I'm not usually one to complain without having a suggestion, but in this case, I just don't think there is a solution. Even if you go all electronic something will go wrong. Computers "unexpectedly" do that from time to time.)

What is it with people admitting that they're superstitious? This makes no sense whatsoever. These people are telling you that they believe in something(s) with absolutely no reason to.
..............................what?

Have you ever actually witnessed a monkey eating a banana?

I thought this time I'd just share a few of my random thoughts and experiences with you. I keep a notebook and write my ideas and such down and I thought it'd be fun to go through some of them!
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You never hear of a woman leaving her "barn door" open.

What is the evolutionary advantage of the earlobe?

Have you ever wanted to infuriate someone and not suffer any consequences? I'll tell you how. Steal doormats! This may sound trivial at first but think about it. Wouldn't you be pissed to find out yours was missing? Sure you would! Also, nearly everyone has a doormat, so you could pick a street and steal everyone's doormat on that same street. In fact, you could pick a new street every night. And, once you've taken everyone's doormat, you could even go back to the first street and start all over! Wouldn't that be fun?

If black is the absence of color, then why did/do people refer to blacks as "people of color?"

Conflicting Wisdom:````````````````````
Today is the first day of the rest of your life.
Don't let yesterday be too much of today.

Actions speak louder than words.
The pen is mightier than the sword.

The more the merrier.
Two's company; three's a crowd.
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In the children's song "Old MacDonald," what does "E-I-E-I-O" mean?

Here's a challenge for you: come up with a sentence that includes all seven of the deadly sins.

My mom once asked me to get her some cake (it had recently been my birthday). It was one of those half-and-half cakes; the flavors being white and chocolate. So, I picked up a plate and began to ask her some necessary questions.
How many pieces? One, two, twelve?
"Two," she said.
What flavor? Two chocolate, two white, one of each?
"Both white," she said.
What kind of pieces? Inside, side, corner? Both pieces the same, different?
"Both side pieces," she said.
What size pieces? Small, medium, large?
She was pissed now because of all of my questions, but nonetheless said, "Medium, both of them."
Then I thought about it for a second..."Hmmm....what is medium anyway? Compared to what?"
"JUST BRING ME MY DAMN CAKE!" she yelled in at me.
I stared at her for a second and then calmly replied, "Did you want ice cream with that? One scoop or two?"

You've probably heard of the word "charlatan." If not, I'll save you some trouble. It's a person who pretends to know things they really don't. Just the kind of pretentious self-conscious people I like to deal with on a daily basis. I've noticed in existence a couple of other groups, though, that share similar qualities with the charlatans, but are several times worse. I present to you, the charrogans.

The word is derived from the combining of the word "charlatan" with the Latin "arrogāns" meaning "arrogant". I'm sure you've met a few charrogans in the past, and are probably dealing with at least one right now. There are two groups I've noticed, as I've already stated, so let's find out which charrogan your "buddy" is.

Let's start with a Type B charrogan. This group consists of those who truly are smart, but acquire some compulsive need to flaunt it at every opportunity they're given. You've seen these people I'm sure. They go out of their way to prove something to you; usually their intelligence level. Say they're working on Calculus homework. They might say, while sitting immediately next to someone who they know doesn't possess any Calculus knowledge at all, something like, "Wow! This Calculus is so easy! Especially these derivatives! Just use the power rule and BAM! they're done." Arrogant right? Why say that? There's absolutely no reason to!

Alright, now we have the Type A charrogans; "A" for Alpha because that's what these people need to feel like all the time. These Type As are essentially Type Bs with an extra need: complete superiority. The intelligence level can vary though, which makes this group even worse (as impossible as that sounds)! Let's say this time someone is praising him/herself over a good grade they received on a history test. There's certainly nothing wrong with this act as long as it's not gone overboard. This person is not a charrogan. The kind of person I'm talking about will approach this praiser and say, "I've gotten straight As this whole semester!" See how much worse they are? They have to one-up you on everything...everything! You could simply be telling your friends about how you caught 5 fish yesterday, and a Type A, who isn't your friend (and isn't even part of the conversation!), would let you know that he caught 6 fish in the same pond. Now how unneeded was that?

Charrogans, of all types, are obviously in need of attention. It's sad that both of their parents work all day and night, or they get majorly spoiled at home and it's different at school, etc...Whatever the reason behind it though, there's no absolutely excuse for executing a flaunt in such a manner. I don't understand what these people get out of it in the first place. Most others will ignore them, and it's a sure-fire way to score a negative number on the one-to-ten social scale.

It's completely ok to flaunt every once in a while; I have no problem with it. The problems begin when people go overboard and out of line, and I think this is pretty self-explanatory. Running through the hallways alerting everyone to your memorization of your fortieth TV show theme song is a not-so-extreme example of what I mean.

So, if you're a charrogan of Type A, B, or maybe even a letter I haven't covered, I hope you understand now what the general population thinks of you. Even a group of double-digit IQers can pick you out of the lot by exploring the crevices and passageways of their intricate nascular system.

I'm sorry, it's my fault. Apparently I wasn't very clear in the introduction on what this poid (blog) is all about. For one, I was trying too hard to be funny. You've all heard the phrase "start with a joke." Well, obviously this "joke" was on me. The material, now that I look back on it, really isn't as humorous as I previously thought. It's not very enlightening, and it's not very explanatory either. So, please accept my apologies. Could you not forgive a face like this: ?

Anyway, I am now, in good ol' American English (oxymoronic, I know), going to explain what that horrid junk in the first post actually means.

Some piece of information that I am ignorant about (for whatever reason) is what I classify as a secret. This information can be anything! The square root of 56,742 is an example of what I mean. I probably don't know that one just off the top of my head; therefore, it's a secret.

This poid is mainly about two things:
1) Finding out the real story behind things that maybe isn't very clear.
2) Deeply analyzing things we've been conditioned to just take for granted.

So, please, give me one more chance to prove to you that I can be a good, entertaining, poid writer. I've already written two poids that I think you'll like. The one, you already know, is about the English alphabet. So, I hope to see you back tomorrow!