Either way, one can certainlly find something in the world that will make one happy instead of just believing that doomsday is never more than ten years away.
They should try to break a world record for orange rolling or some such.They aren't trying to find something to make them happy. They're trying to find something to make them feel special.
So now you're telling me GWR is Illuminati?They tried, but the Illuminati secretly thwarted them.
Wow, I'm not the only one who knows what GWR stands for!No, the orange growers' association.
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You're both right, since everyone in the world is a member of the Illuminati except for a few conspiracy theorists.
And why don't I have a better grade in Math than 75?
I'm not an historian, nor a very competent astronomer, but one thing that continues to stick in my craw is that I doubt seriously that ancient Mayans knew what a Galaxy was. They may have had their orbital movements down, and seasonal changes down, but to even speculate that they knew about galaxies is pretty far fetched. Senor Carlos seems to be embelishing the myths for effect.
Yes. They also could see the constellation Gemini and it appears on much of their pottery as a pig-like figure.They could see the stream of denser stars across the sky that gave its name to the Milky Way.
I'm sorry, but all this talk of the Mayan Elder reminds me of a story. (Those interested in the thread topic only should move along now.)
A researcher in geriatrics decided to interview old people around the world to find out what their secrets to long life were and see if there was a commonality he could use. He visited old people in Lapland, Siberia, SE Asia, Africa, South America... Finally, he found himself in the Yucatan, in a small village, when he noticed a wizened man sitting with his back against the wall of his hut.
"My God," thought the researcher, "This must be the oldest man alive. He's all skin and bones, sunken cheeks, thinned hair, no teeth, frail and shaking. I must find out his sceret."
So, he approached the man and asked him about his life style, his daily routine.
"Well," said the man, frail voice crackking, "each morning I wake up at dawn, smoke a cigar, make love to a beautiful woman, then eat a big breakfast of bacon and eggs washed down by a bottle of tequila. I smoke two more cigars while I watch the satellite tv until lunch... lots of meat and cheese, another bottle of tequila. After lunch, I make love to two beautiful women until dinner, when I have meat and potatoes, washed down by a bottle of tequila. For dessert, I have two helpings of flan and several sweet cakes. I smoke a couple more cigars and drink more tequila, then I go to bed with a beautiful woman and make love until almost dawn."
"Wow!" said the researcher. "That's some life style. And, just how old are you?"
"Well," squeaked the man, "next month I will be... 28."
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