What is in a name? Frankly, a lot. A name is like the title and introduction of an organisation or a person. Think Tan Ah Kow vs Andronicus Edward Zimmer. A few posts ago, I mentioned that the YAF combined with the PUNJ from ARPC would be setting up a new university outreach group. And here is its name: The Campus Hub.
The idea came from Prof Ho who said that people who will be using it in the future don't need to say, "Let's go to for Uni Fellowship." But rather, "Let's go to the Hub." At first it sounded quite ordinary but after a while it seemed the best of the other names that it might have had.
The whole plan will be unveiled to the church in less than 3 weeks time and I'm personally quite excited to see what's in store for us, the "pioneers" and for the uni members. I excited to see if it all works out just like it was supposed to. Just imagine...
Friday night and class had just ended. I gathered my best mates and we walked across the street to Plaza Singapure for dinner at Yosi. I really love their beef bowl. After having our dill, we headed over to the Hub. After last week, I was really looking forward to worship. The band was really cool and the music was awesome. All Christian rock songs that you would normally hear in a Charismatic church or on a Planetshakers album. To tell you the truth, I really didn't expect to hear these songs there 'cause I had this idea that Presbyterians were those ultra-conservative types which will only sing hymns and stuff. Guess I was wrong. Oops, it's almost 7:30. Hubbing is starting soon. Gotta d/c from the church's wireless network now. I'll blog later when I get home. Till then, may the Hub be with you.
... Yeah. Just imagine the infiite possibilities. Ok. It's my turn to d/c. Night!
Tuesday, November 15, 2005
Sunday, November 13, 2005
A big-city California lawyer went duck hunting in rural Mississippi.
He shot and dropped a bird, but it fell into a farmer's field on the other side of a fence. As the lawyer climbed over the fence, an elderly farmer drove up on his tractor and asked him what he was doing.
The attorney responded, "I shot a duck and it fell in this field, and now I'm going into retrieve it."
The old farmer replied, "This is my property, and you are not coming over here." The indignant lawyer said, "I am one of the best trial attorneys in the US and, if you don't let me get that duck, I'll sue you and take everything you own."
The old farmer smiled and said, "Apparently, you don't know how we do things in Mississippi. We settle small disagreements like this with the Mississippi Three-Kick Rule."
The lawyer asked, "What is this three-kick Rule?"
The farmer replied, "Well, first I kick you three times and then you kick me three times, and so on, back and forth, until someone gives up."
The attorney quickly thought about the proposed contest and decided that he could easily take the old codger. He agreed to abide by the local custom.
The old farmer slowly climbed down from the tractor and walked up to the city feller. His first kick planted the toe of his heavy work boot into the lawyer's groin and dropped him to his knees. His second kick nearly wiped the man's nose off hisface. The barrister was flat on his belly when the farmer's third kick to a kidney nearly caused him to give up.
The lawyer summoned every bit of his will and managed to get to his feet and said, "Okay, you old coot, now it's my turn."
The old farmer smiled and said, "Naw, I give up. You can have the duck"
He shot and dropped a bird, but it fell into a farmer's field on the other side of a fence. As the lawyer climbed over the fence, an elderly farmer drove up on his tractor and asked him what he was doing.
The attorney responded, "I shot a duck and it fell in this field, and now I'm going into retrieve it."
The old farmer replied, "This is my property, and you are not coming over here." The indignant lawyer said, "I am one of the best trial attorneys in the US and, if you don't let me get that duck, I'll sue you and take everything you own."
The old farmer smiled and said, "Apparently, you don't know how we do things in Mississippi. We settle small disagreements like this with the Mississippi Three-Kick Rule."
The lawyer asked, "What is this three-kick Rule?"
The farmer replied, "Well, first I kick you three times and then you kick me three times, and so on, back and forth, until someone gives up."
The attorney quickly thought about the proposed contest and decided that he could easily take the old codger. He agreed to abide by the local custom.
The old farmer slowly climbed down from the tractor and walked up to the city feller. His first kick planted the toe of his heavy work boot into the lawyer's groin and dropped him to his knees. His second kick nearly wiped the man's nose off hisface. The barrister was flat on his belly when the farmer's third kick to a kidney nearly caused him to give up.
The lawyer summoned every bit of his will and managed to get to his feet and said, "Okay, you old coot, now it's my turn."
The old farmer smiled and said, "Naw, I give up. You can have the duck"
Tuesday, November 01, 2005
Evidence provided by the reaction to hurricane Katrina has prompted a major research institution to recently announce the discovery of the heaviest element yet known to science. The new element has been named "Governmentium". Governmentium (Gv) has one neutron, 25 assistant neutrons, 88 deputy neutrons, and 198 assistant deputy neutrons, giving it an atomic mass of 312. These 312 particles are held together by forces called morons, which are surrounded by vast quantities of lepton-like particles called peons. Since Governmentium has no electrons, it is inert. However, it can be detected, because it impedes every reaction with which it comes into contact. A minute amount of Governmentium causes one reaction to take over four days to complete, when it would normally take less than a second. Governmentium has a normal half-life of 4 years; it does not decay, but instead undergoes a reorganization in which a portion of the assistant neutrons and deputy neutrons exchange places. In fact, Governmentium's mass will actually increase over time, since each reorganization will cause more morons to become neutrons, forming isodopes. This characteristic of moron promotion leads some scientists to believe that Governmentium is formed whenever morons reach a certain quantity in concentration. This hypothetical quantity is referred to as Critical Morass. When catalyzed with money, Governmentium becomes Administratium - an element which radiates just as much energy as Governmentium since it has half asmany peons but twice as many morons.
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