With or without religion, you would have good people doing good things and evil people doing evil things. But for good people to do evil things, that takes religion.
The good life, as I conceive it, is a happy life. I do not mean that if you are good you will be happy - I mean that if you are happy you will be good.
Too much sanity may be madness and the maddest of all, to see life as it is and not as it should be.
I enjoy paying taxes. With them I buy civilization.
October 07, 2004 - 1:16 a.m.
Today just seemed to fly by. I don’t know where the time went. Tonight I actually accomplished a few things, during the day I just existed. I meant to do some reading but only read about a page of The Snarkout Boys and the Avacodo of Death. That page had a classic quote in it though:
I don’t have a single teacher that is the least bit interesting. What’s worse, most kids don’t seem to care that school stinks. They don’t like it, but they aren’t outraged about it. The big thing for most of the kids is getting into various kinds of trouble outside of school. For my part, getting hold of beer and throwing up every weekend isn’t any more interesting than school.
That isn’t funny or weird like so much of Pinkwater but it is exactly right. It is always reassuring to read your own thoughts coming out of somebody else’s mind.
Well that’s it for my notes on today, I’ll have to rely on memory for the rest.
I finally prepared the CDs I burned for Abby so I can mail them to her. All I had to do was prepare the liner notes on my computer, print them out, and cut them to fit the jewel cases. I have a file set up in word to do just that so it wasn’t a big deal. Yet for some reason it took me weeks to do it. Now I just have to remember to mail them tomorrow. I felt so guilty about it that I sat down and finished the Acrostic I was writing her. I had been stuck on the last sentence for weeks. Today it just came to me.
I graded the quiz I gave my calculus class. The average was about 7 correct out of 9. That wasn’t too bad since a few people got ones and dragged the average way down. Too many people got one trig question wrong and that bothered me. I taught them a rule that I made up called the “law of co.” It says that if you remember the derivative formula for a function then you automatically know the formula for the co-function. You just replace each function with its co-function and multiply by (-1). For instance the derivative of tan x = sec2 x. Therefore the derivative of cot x = -csc2 x. the co function of tangent it cotangent and the co-function of secant is cosecant. So if you get one of those derivatives right you should always get the other one right. I made a big deal of this when I taught it. Yet three or four people seemed to have missed it. I shouldn’t complain, this class is really pretty good. I just always hope for more. I don’t like it when they don’t take advantage of one my pet teaching methods.
When I finished my schoolwork and getting the package ready I finally started putting back the CDs I copied the tracks off of. That meant reorganizing my CDS. Well at least starting too. I pretty much have run out of room so I shifted 50 or so to my emergency overflow CD storage area, the bottom of my stereo cabinet. I really have to get another 500 CD case of some sort. I don’t know where I’ll put it but I can’t put it off much longer. That should hold me for another few years at least.
I watched some of the Yankee-Twins game tonight and had an interesting response to one situation. Derek Jeter is the Yankees’ shortstop and is considered a major deity by Yankee fans. I believe in statistics and that’s how I judge players. Jeter is a great player but not the equal of A-Rod or Nomar, his rivals for top shortstop most of his career. I don’t believe the intangibles are enough to put them on their level. In the 11th inning with the game tied, bases loaded and one out Jeter was on third. Matsui hit a short line drive to right field, by no means was it a routine play to score on a ball hit like that. Without pause I said to myself, Jeter’s on third, he’ll find a way to score. He did. I guess I believe in intangibles more than I’d like to admit.
I thought depression might hit me today. I felt the warning signs. I was having the series of thoughts that so often make me depressed, thinking about my least favorite subject. Somehow I avoided it. I have no idea what happened. Something distracted me and got me thinking of more pleasant things.
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