I just did a Google search for the NASA acronym and I found that it has at least 37 different meanings starting, of course, with National Aeronautics and Space Administration to National Association of State Archaeologists (USA) and to Navy Alpine Snowsports Association in..Australia!!! The only use of the acronym I didn't see was that of a commercial airline. NASA is so famous all over the world, don't you think it would be clever to launch a new airline whose acronym would be NASA? How about New Age Service Airlines for example?
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Wednesday, April 22, 2009
Facilitate space debris collection
Make all spaceship and satellite equipment from material that transmit their exact location. Develop a website, perhaps only NASA can do that, which monitors their orbital fall back to earth. By giving out the exact location of their fall on earth, space enthusiasts will go collect them. If they fall in remote places, the locals can pick them up and sell them via auction on eBay. NASA will certify the authenticity of recovered items such as an astronaut's glove claimed to be Neil Amstrong's or a screwdriver belonging to Yuri Gagarin. When facing budget cuts, NASA can collect the items itself and put them for sale on eBay to raise money for its programs:)
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Monday, April 20, 2009
Paintball the answer to school shootings?
After the recent shootings in Germany must schools everywhere introduce paintball games as part of the curriculum to allow deranged, depressed or mentally unstable students to release their anger and rage? Teachers will participate and measure student anger from the amount of paint drawn on them. The guns will have detectors to measure the intensity with which a trigger is pressed and once the data is collected look for patterns that reveal anger. One more thought. Europeans claim America is a very violent society and gun ownership is the problem. I let the incident answer the claim. Last time I checked no one reported it was red paint that killed those innocent German students...
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How to deal with loneliness and stray animals adultoyfully!!
I can't reveal the name of the company that agreed to try it but the idea is to offer a dog or cat for free with every adult toy sale. 'Having a dog or cat to pet after playing with the vibrator can make the experience more complete and emotionally satisfying for our customers', the company's spokesman told the press.
The company aims to provide a permanent emotional fix alongside sexual self-gratification. If the emotional aspect of sex is petaken care of, women will be able to focus on enhancing sexual pleasure guilt-free.
Analysts suggest that the free gift won't cost the company a dime as the pets will be recruited from the vast army of stray animals roaming our cities.
The company claims its policy of helping stray dogs and cats find loving and caring owners is not only good business but also the socially responsible thing to do. Local authorities are happy to team up and subsidize the effort.
Incredible? You bet! But that doesn't mean it wouldn't be fun to try the idea just to see how people would react to the offer :)
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The company aims to provide a permanent emotional fix alongside sexual self-gratification. If the emotional aspect of sex is petaken care of, women will be able to focus on enhancing sexual pleasure guilt-free.
Analysts suggest that the free gift won't cost the company a dime as the pets will be recruited from the vast army of stray animals roaming our cities.
The company claims its policy of helping stray dogs and cats find loving and caring owners is not only good business but also the socially responsible thing to do. Local authorities are happy to team up and subsidize the effort.
Incredible? You bet! But that doesn't mean it wouldn't be fun to try the idea just to see how people would react to the offer :)
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Reader's Reward
When I buy a book to read, I spend money to buy the author's wisdom, knowledge and thinking process. I reward him for his time and effort. As a reader, however, I also give up my time from doing other activities to read the book. Shouldn't my effort and time also be rewarded? I propose that out of the retail price of any book $1 is discounted at the time of the purchase and the discount is symbolically given the name 'Reader's Reward'. What do you think? Is it fair?
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The "ice glass"method for reducing credit card spending
This is not my idea. A lot of you may already know about it. For those that don't, I copy and paste: "It's a home remedy for impulsive spending. You put your credit card into a glass of water and put the glass in the freezer. Then, when you impulsively decide to make a purchase, you must first wait for the ice to thaw before extracting the card. By then, your compulsion to purchase has subsided. You can't put the card in the microwave, of course, because then you'd destroy the magnetic strip." The concept might not work well in high temperature climates but it might still worth trying if you want to use some good sense of humor to reign in on your impulsive spending :)
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Multiple Resurrections
I came to the island of Lefkada to spend Easter weekend. The traditional church ceremony was the funniest I have been to in many years. Fireworks lit the sky at 11:15pm, 45 minutes earlier!! A granny asked me if Christ's Resurrection had happened. I told her with a very serious face that in this church they resurrect Christ one hour earlier because the priest has to go to another church soon after.
She seemed disappointed and asked why, so I decided to laugh at this and made up a story about many priests in the island losing their jobs this year because of the bad economy so the ones with a job had to take their shifts or God would not forgive their slacking! The granny kept nodding her head. I don't know if she believed me but she kept nodding. I then looked around and watched others puzzled and confused rolling their eyes in front of their watches. The 45-minutes-premature fireworks were still lighting up the sky, I just had to burst out laughing nervously. I couldn't help it.
I decided to go inside the church as the spectacle outside was unbelievably surrealist and I couldn't control my laughs. Soon as I came in, some of the guys that were standing in the church yard outside, started taking turns exploding detonators. They were obsessive. No one would take a break and the blasts kept coming. Being inside the church it sounded as if a Panathinaikos-Olympiakos soccer game was going on outside. Or Gulf War 3. When some detonators would explode too close to the church's windows and blast out loud, all the little kids inside the church would scream and interrupt the priest. And oh man, the priest!
He was definitely a character on his own. He was chanting fast and in a low voice, he seemed in a hurry to go hide in a bunker or stop the ceremony and go out to scold the fire workers to stop it. Yeah right!
He kept interrupting the liturgy once every 2-3 minutes not to ask someone to go tell the kids to stop exploding the detonators but to ask the crowd to come closer and fill the space in front of him. Was he worried about some part of the church falling or something? Thank Christ I didn't have to wait long to figure out why he was in such a hurry.
The priest turned the lights off inside the church around 11:40pm, twenty minutes earlier than usual, then he appeared on stage like a rock star holding the holy flames and chanting out so loud now it was impossible to hear the explosions outside. He was a rustic paparokas live on stage, a rock-star priest. That's why he would gesture to people with his hands to make them come closer to him. He so desperately wanted to have the crowd fill in the space in front of him he wouldn't mind interrupting the liturgy to nudge people to come closer. What a funny guy!
He was like a stage director planning on making an impressive stage appearance for himself after the lights switched off! Could it be that he was secretly filming the ceremony too? He didn't seem to mind the detonators or the early launch of the fireworks at all!
At some point, however, he must have realized he hurried the whole thing too much. A premature resurrected Christ might have whispered it to him. 20 minutes to midnight. Everyone's looking at their watches again. The paparokas priest has to do something to patch it, so he did the most natural thing to him. He kept chanting the Christ Resurrected theme so many times over and over and over, I think this was the first Easter in my life I must have witnessed multiple resurrections of Christ.
What a weird little village church. Totally asynchronous and absolutely hilarious. After this, I don't want to spend Easter in Athens anymore. Local villages are so much more fun. So unpredictable and idiosyncratic!
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She seemed disappointed and asked why, so I decided to laugh at this and made up a story about many priests in the island losing their jobs this year because of the bad economy so the ones with a job had to take their shifts or God would not forgive their slacking! The granny kept nodding her head. I don't know if she believed me but she kept nodding. I then looked around and watched others puzzled and confused rolling their eyes in front of their watches. The 45-minutes-premature fireworks were still lighting up the sky, I just had to burst out laughing nervously. I couldn't help it.
I decided to go inside the church as the spectacle outside was unbelievably surrealist and I couldn't control my laughs. Soon as I came in, some of the guys that were standing in the church yard outside, started taking turns exploding detonators. They were obsessive. No one would take a break and the blasts kept coming. Being inside the church it sounded as if a Panathinaikos-Olympiakos soccer game was going on outside. Or Gulf War 3. When some detonators would explode too close to the church's windows and blast out loud, all the little kids inside the church would scream and interrupt the priest. And oh man, the priest!
He was definitely a character on his own. He was chanting fast and in a low voice, he seemed in a hurry to go hide in a bunker or stop the ceremony and go out to scold the fire workers to stop it. Yeah right!
He kept interrupting the liturgy once every 2-3 minutes not to ask someone to go tell the kids to stop exploding the detonators but to ask the crowd to come closer and fill the space in front of him. Was he worried about some part of the church falling or something? Thank Christ I didn't have to wait long to figure out why he was in such a hurry.
The priest turned the lights off inside the church around 11:40pm, twenty minutes earlier than usual, then he appeared on stage like a rock star holding the holy flames and chanting out so loud now it was impossible to hear the explosions outside. He was a rustic paparokas live on stage, a rock-star priest. That's why he would gesture to people with his hands to make them come closer to him. He so desperately wanted to have the crowd fill in the space in front of him he wouldn't mind interrupting the liturgy to nudge people to come closer. What a funny guy!
He was like a stage director planning on making an impressive stage appearance for himself after the lights switched off! Could it be that he was secretly filming the ceremony too? He didn't seem to mind the detonators or the early launch of the fireworks at all!
At some point, however, he must have realized he hurried the whole thing too much. A premature resurrected Christ might have whispered it to him. 20 minutes to midnight. Everyone's looking at their watches again. The paparokas priest has to do something to patch it, so he did the most natural thing to him. He kept chanting the Christ Resurrected theme so many times over and over and over, I think this was the first Easter in my life I must have witnessed multiple resurrections of Christ.
What a weird little village church. Totally asynchronous and absolutely hilarious. After this, I don't want to spend Easter in Athens anymore. Local villages are so much more fun. So unpredictable and idiosyncratic!
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