The South—Parishioners of Pastor Theo Leobald’s First Congregational Church of Holy Christ In Heaven will not meet next Sunday… The reason for the cancellation? Simply the fact that, according to Leobald, God does not now, has never, and will never exist.
When pressed, however, [Leobald] explained that thousands of years ago, tribes of nomadic desert peoples made up God because, being incapable of scientific reasoning due to caveman-like existences, they had no other way of making sense of things like sunshine, rocks and pork-transmitted trichinosis.
“They made it all up, and they were ignorant, unwashed, half-naked pre-historic barbarians,” Leobald said. “So who are you gonna believe: Carl Sagan, and the pantheon of the world’s greatest scientific and intellectual minds, or some guy who measured wealth by how many goats he had?”
It’s an old article from The Onion, but a classic.
A great ad from the Alamo Drafthouse Cinema, a theater that enforces their no-cell-phone-use during movies. A customer was kicked out of a movie for texting and left an entertaining phone message for the company about the incident. They incorporated the customer’s complaint into the ad.
I ordered a piece of professional sound equipment online from a company in New York today. A few minutes after I placed the order, one of their sales reps sent me an email with a PDF form for me to fill out and sign and fax back to them. They also wanted a copy of the back and front of my credit card. It’s something the company has to do with all international orders. When did Canada become international? Anyway…
I called up a friend who’s ordered from the company before and asked him if it’s safe to give the company a copy of my credit card. He said it’s normal procedure when setting up an account with the company. I said okay, fine (though I don’t like it and I plan to cancel the card as soon as the order goes through).
But here’s my problem: I don’t have a fax machine. Why can’t I just scan the signed form and the credit card and send it to them as a PDF? But I play nice and fill in the form, scan my credit card and print it, and then I go down to the local drug store and pay $2.50 a page to send the fax to New York. Continue reading Waiting for Fax Machines to Die→