Procrastinating....

There is only so much a man can do to avoid doing what he's been avoiding to do only to avoid doing what he must do. Did that make any sense? It doesn't matter... I just avoided doing what I should be doing for a couple more minutes.

Procrastinator's Creed:

1. I believe that if anything is worth doing, it would have been done already.
2. I shall never move quickly, except to avoid more work or find excuses
3. I will never rush into a job without a lifetime of consideration.
4. I shall meet all of my deadlines directly in proportion to the amount of bodily injury I could expect to receive if I miss them.
5. I firmly believe that tomorrow holds the possibility for new technologies, astounding discoveries, and a reprieve from my obligations.
6. I truly believe that all deadlines are unreasonable regardless of the amount of time given.
7. I shall never forget that the probability of a miracle, though infinitely small, is not exactly zero.
8. If at first I don't succeed, there is always next year.
9. I shall always decide not to decide, unless of course I decide to change my mind.
10. I shall always begin, start, initiate, take the first step, and/or write the first word, when I get around to it.
11. I obey the law of inverse excuses which demands that the greater the task to be done, the more insignificant the work that must be done prior to beginning the greater task.
12. I know that the work cycle is not plan-start-finish, but is wait-plan-plan.
13. I will never put off until tomorrow, what I can forget about forever.
14. I will become a member of the ancient Order of Two-Headed Turtles (the Procrastinator's Society) if they ever get it organized.

Back to work....

Miss Atom 2008

After a long hiatus I am back. I am not unemployed anymore, but this post is not about it. This post is about the Russian babes that work with (or in fields related to) Nuclear Physics. Or, at least, that is what I believe this contest is about. Next year I have to remind myself to write about it before the contest is over. And, if you don't think (some of) these girls are worth your attention is because you haven't been on enough Nuclear Physics conferences.

I See Dead People

Between 6 a.m. and 9 p.m. yesterday, I saw three corpses decorating the streets of Florianopolis. Three stupid deaths in three different car accidents. On the bright side: none of them came back to "life". At least not yet.

The Dead Shall Inherit the Earth

Short story from Brian Keenes' "City of the Dead". Texts in italic are excerpts from the book.

In the beggining of the 21st century the dead began to rise and take out the living: men and beasts.

Before the Rising began, Ron, Mikey, and Kevin ran numbers for a crime family in York, Pennsylvania. When the shit hit the fan, York fell not only to the zombies but to rival gang factions as well. The bangers out of Baltimore and Philadelphia, skinheads out of Red Lion, survivalists from the southern part of the county and northern Maryland-all of them had decided to carve it up for themselves. So Ron, Mikey, and Kevin split.

They made it as far as Gettysburg, and after showing some proficiency with weapons and an extreme lack of conscience, they were allowed to join Colonel Schow's paramilitary forces, assigned to the crucifixion squads. It wasn't bad work; got them out in the fresh air and gave them an opportunity to live amongst a larger group. Safety in numbers. A strong sense of self-preservation allowed them to justify the most heinous things, including nailing fellow humans to crosses and watching from safety as the dead tore them apart.

During an unsuccessful base relocation the three men found themselves hiding in a truck surrounded by zombies.

One of the zombies was humming, and after a moment, Kevin recognized it as Iron Maiden's "Children of the Damned."

Gotta love a book that contains such absurdities. I wonder if by the end of the book I'll know if Steve Harris and his crew became zombies too or managed to record a post Apocalyptic album.

Snippet from Iron Maiden's Children of the Damned:

"He's walking like a dead man
If he had lived he would have crucified us all."