“It is true that I have the habit of being always right - but I do not boast of it.”
– Hercule Poirot

anonymous asked:

When I was in middle school, my social teacher came in the drama room during drama to boast about how he finished his marking first (for the year, normally my drama teacher has it done first but he changed some marks of her kids so she had to redo it for report cards) so she set us on him and we circled him chanting "circle of death" and a bunch of other stuff and Drama was so weird because no one ever questioned anything. Ever.



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Commodorians Part 3

This was one of the three mega exhibits for the 40th anniversary of the big three appliance computers launched in 1977.   Anthony Becker, Jeffrey Brace, Chris Fala, Todd George (captain), & Bill Winters combined their skills, collection, and love for Commodore equipment to showcase the PET-2001′s family tree.

The Commodore 64 sold more units than any other single model of home computer to date – they made millions of them.  However, they made some changes to the design over the years, starting with the prized original version boasting a silver badge, which I was glad to see on display.  Just like the VIC-20 before it, programs were available on tape, and significantly more came on floppy disk, but Commodore still provided software on cartridges.  The C64 uses carts that are physically about half the size of the VIC-20.

The C64 was made into a luggable machine known as the SX-64.  It was marketed as a fancy machine for business executive to use on the go, retaining full compatibility with the C64 while cramming a 5″ color CRT and 1541 disk drive all into the same case.  The later C64C used a more streamlined case, designed to match the newly minted C128, and make them look like a cohesive product family.  Sitting nearby was the very weird looking C64, in a case that sort of resembled a C64C, which I believe was an aftermarket upgrade.

Speaking of the C128, there was one signed by its lead engineer (and one of my personal heroes), Bil Herd.  Sitting next to the C128 was its larger counterpart, the C128D, which separates the keyboard and motherboard into two units, integrates the power supply into the case, and even includes an internal 1571 floppy drive.  Every time Bil sees one he mentions how they mucked with his design on that version.

Before he was working on the famous C128 project, he worked on Jack Tremiel’s idea for a “Sinclair killer”: the Plus/4 project.  The idea was to simplify a design for an entry level business computer, cram it into a tiny little case with inexpensive rubber keys, and put some productivity software right into ROM.  They key to the design was the TED chip, which handled video, sound, and I/O, saving on total component costs by avoiding extra pieces of silicon.  Not to mention, the TED chip was capable of 121 colors, significantly more than any other 8-bit Commodore hardware.

However, the Plus/4 and its related machines didn’t go over so well in the market.  Other versions like the 116, the 264, and the very strange C16 (in a C64-syle case) made it to market – all of which were on display showing some demos that made use of the larger color pallet.  It makes me appreciate the Plus/4 family a bit more after seeing it show so many colors.

Tomorrow we conclude the VCF East XII photos with something really special from Commodore.

butterfliesandsymphonies  asked:

12 and 24? Thank you x

You didn’t specify which characters so I went for Erin and Harry! I hope you like it!

12. “This is why no one wants to hang out with us”
24. “When did you get so ____?”

“I can’t believe she’s won again.” Harry stated incredulously, looking towards Izzy and Sam for words of support as they packed away the game we’d just finished playing. 

It was another rainy day in Holmes Chapel, and Izzy, Sam, Harry and I were in the middle of a board game tournament. Now, I usually wasn’t one to brag or boast, but for as long as I could remember I’d been gifted in the board game field. My Cluedo strategy went unmatched, and I was on a three year winning streak. My Monopoly skills were un-paralleled, you would always find me being the first to buy hotels. And I had my A-Level English Language to thank for my consistently high scores in Scrabble. 

Harry was putting up a good fight though, after my inevitable win in Cluedo, he’d beat me fair and square at Scrabble. But then after that I smashed both Trivial Pursuit and Mouse Trap, and he wasn’t too happy about it.

“This is why no-one wants to hang out with us.” he whined, and I sniggered at his childish behaviour. I didn’t think he was a sore loser, he just preferred to win. 

I stood up from my spot on the floor where I’d been re-positioning myself all day to stop various body parts from going numb, and plonked myself down on the sofa next to a sulking Harry. I shuffled up close to him, slinging an arm over his shoulders where he was slouched against the back of the seat. He made no move to acknowledge my closeness and just continued watching Izzy and Sam pack away the game.

I couldn’t stop the smile that crept onto my lips as I watched him. A little pout had taken place on his own lips and his eyebrows were burrowed ever so slightly as he forced himself not to look in my direction.

I was determined to make him smile though, even though I couldn’t deny that grumpy Harry was pulling at my heart strings. I rested my chin on his shoulder and wiggled impossibly closer, but he still didn’t budge. 

“When did you get so moody?” I teased, prodding at his protruding bottom lip with my index finger. Watching carefully as he peeled his eyes away from the siblings in front of him, I grinned even wider when we looked at me out the corner of his eye.

“When you decided to not let anyone else win anything.” He replied monotonously, but he finally gave in and shuffled slightly to better face me, and in doing so the loose curls not behind his headband tickled my forehead.

He was impossibly close now. The tips of our noses almost touching, and he was looking right into my eyes, the puppy dog pout still hadn’t left his face and my resolve was quickly diminishing.

“How about during the next game, if you land on my properties I’ll pretend I didn’t see it and you won’t have to pay.” I offered with a smile, hoping to make him feel better. He replied with a gentle nod of his head, but I was still fixed on his lips. 

Internally willing myself to snap out of it, I acted on my thoughts. “Ok, good. Now put this away.” I pleaded, once again pressing my finger to his bottom lip. “I know what you’re doing.” I smirked, and that was enough to replace the pout with the dimple. 

I was 16 with traintracks and he was 17 with an attitude he said his dad gave him but I maintain he gave himself
and he was my best friend in the entire world, though on the same day the following year and every year after I’d tell you religiously that he was the worst person I’ve ever met. It’s been over two years and I would still say so under oath.
Then when he was 16 and had no traintracks I was 17 and sure had an attitude
and his type was Aryan model and I was more Latina who didn’t actually boast any in her veins
and there was a world of strange happenings about our union but we abided by it anyways because it felt right
I still maintain that my 16 was the worst I’ve ever met but I was his 16 too and I wonder if he’ll remember me the way that I remember mine
or if he’ll remember me the way I remember my 17.
At the end of the day one of us had to be first and while I wish it hadn’t been me I’m sure he wishes the same but we’re stuck with each other now, and even after the memory softens and the edges don’t slice my temples any time I picture it, we’ll still be stuck

it’s just a shame that my 17 will remember me the way I remembered my 16

—  crying shame

marksmcn  asked:

💎 excuse you, a ten is talking.

attractiveness on a scale of 1 - 10

To that, he laughs, and genuinely at that.

    ❝  If you’re a ten, then I’m a hundred. You’re quite lucky I can’t go backward on the scale, you obnoxious, pitiful little thing.

How someone like you managed to become a Paladin of Voltron is beyond me, and I’m sure the only possible reason why is because the Princess was void of any better choices. I’d call you easily the most pathetic if you weren’t all equally pitiful. It’s clear everything you seem to do together amounts to luck and almost little else.

You’re lanky, frail, and just as squishy and as delicate as the rest of them. At least you can boast that you are more in shape than the fat one or the tiny one, but it isn’t much of an achievement when you are so obviously just a prepubescent alien who has either yet to hit adulthood, or has only just crossed the cusp. On top of that, from what I’ve seen, you don’t even have much to offer in personality, either. Fortunate for you that you’re all children, because to any group with a modicum of legitimate training, nobody likes the clown

You’re deplorable. You could hit me as hard as you possibly could, and I wouldn’t feel a thing. I’ve already expressed my distaste for humans as a whole, but you are almost especially… a piece of work

I know slaves that could be more effective in your position than you.
…Ah, yes. That’s what your Black Paladin is, anyway. Maybe you ought to go through the same treatment. That would improve you.


anonymous asked:

I've noticed a bunch of Larries say they think H & L have broken up, but they now seem to absolutely loathe Harry and are boasting about running Harry hate blogs. They all still adore Louis and still think BG is gonna end imminently. It's a really weird phenomenon - every time I turn round there's another Harry hating Louie.

It’s funny because they only exist thanks to the Big Larries. The Big Larries conned the fandom into the Azoff rescue fantasy which involved Harry helping free Louis from all his Cowell shackles and Big Gay Wars and things, and when that didn’t happen and sort of the opposite took place, then it makes sense that some people would feel angry about that and react. They’re only reacting to the fantasy the Big Larries have created. It’s the Big Larries who have to still insist that Harry is the world’s greatest boyfriend to Louis while he abandoned him to film a movie and record an album and have the best time of his life as Louis’s mother was terminally ill, which is a warped thing to claim but if you say it’s warped then you’re considered an “Anti” or “Houie” or bad fan.

But it’s weird to me that some people can see how Big Larries are full of shit and that there’s no insiders or story arcs or narratives, but still believe Louis is being forced to fake a child.

Maybe it’s because the Larrie version of Louis is still too important to them.


Y o u ’ r e  the partner I can be proud of and a really incredible setter.
Even if the team changes, t h a t  w o n ’ t  c h a n g e .

Happy IwaOi Day (4/1) !

Trump revealed classified info to the Russians while bragging about his intel sources

  • Trump “revealed highly classified information” to Russian Foreign Minister Sergei Lavrov and Ambassador Sergey Kislyak during a White House meeting last week, the Washington Post reported.
  • Intelligence officials determined the information was “so sensitive that details have been withheld from allies and tightly restricted even within the U.S. government.”
  • Trump, the Post reported, seemed to be boasting to the Russians about the quality of the intelligence he gets as the U.S. president. "I get great intel,“ Trump said, according to the report. "I have people brief me on great intel every day.”
  • Trump’s decision to share the information “jeopardized a critical source of intelligence on the Islamic State,” the Post added. 
  • The information was reportedly provided by a U.S. ally via an intelligence-sharing agreement, and that ally did not give permission for it to be shared with the Russian officials. Read more (5/15/17)

God does give us more than we can handle. He certainly does. You know why? Because He wants us to rely on Him, not our own strength or ability to get through difficult situations. Our world stresses self-confidence and pride and accomplishment, but we are not called to praise ourselves. Every good thing, every morning added into the bank of our lives is given to us by the Father. We cannot boast in ourselves but in Him.
Trump revealed highly classified information to Russian foreign minister and ambassador
The president was boasting of the ‘great intel’ he receives when he discussed intelligence provided by a U.S. partner.

President Trump revealed highly classified information to the Russian foreign minister and ambassador in a White House meeting last week, according to current and former U.S. officials, who said that Trump’s disclosures jeopardized a critical source of intelligence on the Islamic State.

The information Trump relayed had been provided by a U.S. partner through an intelligence-sharing arrangement considered so sensitive that details have been withheld from allies and tightly restricted even within the U.S. government, officials said.

The partner had not given the United States permission to share the material with Russia, and officials said that Trump’s decision to do so risks cooperation from an ally that has access to the inner workings of the Islamic State. After Trump’s meeting, senior White House officials took steps to contain the damage, placing calls to the CIA and National Security Agency.

“This is code-word information,” said a U.S. official familiar with the matter, using terminology that refers to one of the highest classification levels used by American spy agencies. Trump “revealed more information to the Russian ambassador than we have shared with our own allies.”


In his meeting with Lavrov, Trump seemed to be boasting about his inside knowledge of the looming threat. “I get great intel. I have people brief me on great intel every day,” Trump said, according to an official with knowledge of the exchange.

Trump went on to discuss aspects of the threat that the United States only learned through the espionage capabilities of a key partner. He did not reveal the specific intelligence gathering method, but described how the Islamic State was pursuing elements of a specific plot and how much harm such an attack could cause under varying circumstances. Most alarmingly, officials said, Trump revealed the city in the Islamic State’s territory where the U.S. intelligence partner detected the threat.


“Russia could identify our sources or techniques,” the senior U.S. official said. A former intelligence official who handled high-level intelligence on Russia said that given the clues Trump provided, “I don’t think that it would be that hard [for Russian spy services] to figure this out.”

At a more fundamental level, the information wasn’t the United States’ to provide to others. Under the rules of espionage, governments — and even individual agencies — are given significant control over whether and how the information they gather is disseminated even after it has been shared. Violating that practice undercuts trust considered essential to sharing secrets.

The officials declined to identify the ally, but said it is one that has previously voiced frustration with Washington’s inability to safeguard sensitive information related to Iraq and Syria.


U.S. officials said that the National Security Council continues to prepare multi-page briefings for Trump to guide him through conversations with foreign leaders but that he has insisted that the guidance be distilled to a single page of bullet points, and often ignores those.

“He seems to get in the room or on the phone and just goes with it — and that has big downsides,” the second former official said. “Does he understand what’s classified and what’s not? That’s what worries me.”

…lock him up?