Is Hell Exothermic or Endothermic?

The following is an actual question given
> on a University of Washington chemistry mid term.
>
> The answer by one student was so
> 'profound' that the professor shared it with
> colleagues, via the Internet, which is, of course, why we
> now have the pleasure of enjoying it as well
Most of the students wrote proofs of their
> beliefs using Boyle's Law (gas cools when it expands
> and heats when it is compressed) or some variant.
>
> One student, however, wrote the following:
>
> First, we need to know how the mass of Hell
> is changing in tim e. So we need to know the rate at which
> souls are moving into Hell and the rate at which they are
> leaving. I think that we can safely assume that once a soul
> gets to Hell, it will not leave. Therefore, no souls are
> leaving. As for how many souls are entering Hell, let's
> look at the different religions that exist in the world
> today.
>
> Most of these religions state that if you
> are not a member of their religion, you will go to Hell.
> Since there is more than one of these religions and since
> people do not belong to more than one religion, we can
> project that all souls go to Hell. With birth and death
> rates as they are, we can expect the number of souls in
> Hell to increase exponentially. Now, we look at the rate of
> change of the volume in Hell because Boyle's Law states
> that in order for the temperature and pressure in Hell to
> stay the same, the volume of Hell has to expand
> proportionately as souls are added.
>
> This gives two possibilities:
>
> 1. If Hell is expanding at a slower rate
> than the rate at which souls enter Hell, then the
> temperature and pressure in Hell will increase until all
> Hell breaks loose.
>
> 2. If Hell is expanding at a rate faster
> than the increase of souls in Hell, then the temperature
> and pressure will drop until Hell freezes over.
>
> So which is it?
>
> If we accept the postulate given to me by
> Teresa during my Freshman year that, 'It will be a
> cold day in Hell before I sleep with you', and take
> into account the fact that I slept with her last night,
> then number two must be true, and thus I am sure that Hell
> is exothermic and has already frozen over. The corollary of
> this theory is that since Hell has frozen over, it follows
> that it is not accepting any more souls and is therefore,
> extinct......leaving only Heaven, thereby proving the
> existence of a divine being which explains why, last night,
> Teresa kept shouting 'Oh my God'.

Faith

1. Belief in the truth, value or trustworthiness of someone or something. 2. Loyalty or allegiance. 3 A belief and trust in God. 4 Religious conviction. 5 A system of religious beliefs.

I have a friend who doesn't "Have the Faith" as he puts it. He wants a scientific answer to prove beyond a shadow of a doubt that God exist. I can not seem to convince him. He is looking for Faith but they don't serve that at the bars. He is looking in the wrong place.

He says he wasn't taught about God in school. They teach about God all the time at church. He needs to go there and maybe he will learn about God. As an adult it is up to him to seek the faith. He will not hear a big booming voice from the sky.

I think he is stuck on the semantics of faith. He hasn't decided to live the faith yet. Until he gets serious about, it will elude him. I hope it isn't too late for him.

He shares the same morals and convictions that i have. We agree on almost everything. He has a bigger heart then me. He will go without himself to give to someone else, that he likes. A small stipulation, but a stipulation none the less.

The difference is that i try to live what i preach. He doesn't preach it, he knows it though, and he doesn't live it. I believe that he feels something is missing in his life. I hope i am there when he finds it.

It starts with prayer. Ask God everyday to reveal just a little bit more to you. Talk to God. I know he believes in God, he is just hoping everyone gets to go to heaven.

Let me know when you are ready to get serious. It will be journey worth taking.

Saturday

After recovering from Samantha trying to kill us, Carlos and i decided to go see Ray Wylie Hubbard at the Hogg Pit. I had been talking to this girl on myspace and casually mentioned that we were going to the concert.

She decided she would meet us there. I got a little nervous. Me and Carlos got a table by the back exit in case i had to fake a heart attack or something. We worked out an exit strategy and everything. We had a code word. If the word was dropped, we eggressed separately and met at the truck and hauled ass. We were ready.

At this point i will not talk about the persons we met. I will say this though, if you are going to lie, lie about something that isn't obvious. Little things like don't say your rich and show up in a beater, don't advertise with a 10 year old picture, use a current picture, not one from 40 pounds ago. I notice the details. Here is another tidbit of information. Don't lie about your height, this can be verified in a face to face meeting. If a women is showing a Glamour Shot photo, run like hell. That means they have a great personality, which is another indicator that your not interested. Oh, here is another piece of advice, if your wing man calls her friends whores, there will not be a positive outcome.

We played a little pool, listened to some good music and generally had a good time. It was an older crowd as Ray Wylie Hubbard was playing. When the music stopped, i turned at looked at them and said " It was nice to meet y'all, have a good night" Me and Carlos hit the door and was gone.

All in all it was a fun weekend.

One fun weekend

Last week a buddy of mine and i decided he would spend the weekend in Midland. He came down from Amarillo. Friday night a couple of my Brother Knights come over to the house. They had a kitchen pass from mama and were gonna use it. We drank a lot of beer and was grilling Jalapena Poppers, Muenster Sausage and burgers.

About 2200 we decided to go downtown to the two bars in Midland. We discussed the logistics of us drunken clams driving to the bar. Samantha decided she would be designated driver for myself, Mardy, Carlos and Rohmie the Homie.

We go to The Bar, and it was crowded. We stayed for maybe 30 minutes and cruised over to Hot Shots. Here it wasn't so crowded and they had a decent band. We are slamming Rum and beer and playing pool. Rohmie the Homie is in a chair with wheels on it so we go hauling ass around the dance floor. A good time was had by all until we heard the dreaded word "Last Call"

We close the tab and Samantha is fighting to get all of us back in the truck. Some want to ride in the back and some can't walk straight to the truck. She is a good baby sitter.

Rohmie the Homie decided he wanted to be dropped off at his place and then Samantha decided she was going to cook us breakfast. We was ready for some of that. We go back to their house, right next door to me, crack open a few beers and Samantha is making here Egg, Potatoe, Sausage and jalepena combination. The smell was a bit strong but due to my alcoholic haze it didn't raise a flag.

She set the plate in front of me and we dug in. I see Carlos fighting for breath and running for a bottle of water. About that time the full heat of those peppers hit me and i couldn't breath. 3 bites into this meal and i am soaking toast in beer to prevent blister formation in my mouth. I thought i was going to die. I drank about 1/2 gallon of water trying to put that fire out.

My eyes were watering, my tongue was hanging out, Carlos was wimpering 'I want to go home" and Mardy was fighting through the heat. I was gagging and i headed for the door. I limped back home and made an ice pack to suck on. It burnt the enamel off my teeth. When i hit the bed, my head was spinning and i welcomed death.

The next morning i awoke and was scared to fart. I farted once and caught my drawers on fire. I was dreading what i knew was coming. I thought the peppers burned through my stomach and was eating my spine. Carlos and myself wouldn't get no further than 20 feet form the shitter. We couldn't trust a fart. It was bad.

A true guidance in life, the duality of man - revisited

Everyone has their demons. Some come out all the time and some only come out when they are fed alcohol. I have the question, are humans basically good with evil intentions or are they evil with good intentions? No one can really answer this question. Many times in my life i feel that i am both good and evil. It depends on the situation.

Those who know me know that i am a devout Catholic. I am not as my Brother says, a sheeple, but i am educated in my Faith. I have researched a lot, read a lot, and have read some of the early writings of the Fathers of Catholicism. I do not accept on blind faith. I have researched the writing of the bible and the starting of religion as it relates to Christianity.

After all this digging, reading and researching, the answer to my question is best answered by an Indian Chief talking to a young Brave. The story goes something like this:

An elderly Cherokee Native American was teaching his grandchildren about life. He said to them " A fight is going on inside me. It is a terrible fight and it is between two wolves. One wolf is evil - he is fear, anger, envy, sorrow, regret, greed, arrogance, self-pity, guilt, resentment, inferiority, lies, false pride, competition, superiority and ego."

"The other is good - he is joy, peace, love, hope, sharing, serenity, humility, kindness, benevolence, friendship, empathy, generosity, truth, compassion and faith. This same fight is going on inside you, and inside every person, too"

They thought about this for a minute, and then the young brave asked his grandfather, " Which wolf will win?"

The old Cherokee replied " The one you feed"

This story simplifies everything for me. All you have to do is feed the good wolf. Pray, be nice, listen, smile, help, all these little words can greatly improve your life if you apply them.

We feed our wolves every day. Make a conscious effort to feed the good wolf.

Anal Sex

A woman went to her doctor for advice. She told him that her husband had developed a penchant for anal sex, and she was not sure that it was such a good idea.

'Do you enjoy it?' the doctor asked.

'Actually, yes, I do.'

'Does it hurt you?' the doctor asked.

'No. I rather like it.'

'Well, then,' the doctor continued, 'there's no reason that you shouldn't practice anal sex, if that's what you like, and if you take care not to get pregnant.'

The woman was mystified. 'What!? Is it possible to get pregnant from anal sex!?'

'Of course,' the doctor replied, 'Where do you think Democrats come from?'

Culture, Character or Race?

Somebody has to say it, it may as well be me. By now everyone knows about the flooding of the Mississippi. Iowa has taken a beating. I feel for those folks.

All this flooding surely contrast with what happened in New Orleans and Katrina. No one is shooting at the helicopters. There is no looting and crooked cops stealing everything. Why is this?

Is it because Louisiana is a welfare state and all those people in New Orleans expected money? Is it a race issue? Why are the people of the heartland looking forward to see what has to be done and not waiting for the government handout?

Obviously there is a huge Race difference and obviously there is a huge difference in how the victims are acting. Logically one could deduce that it is entirely racial. Me personally i think it is all three. The people of the heartland are definitely a better class of people than what live in New Orleans.

Well Louisiana, you want to be a welfare state, you sure look like a shit hole now. Way to go New Orleans. You democrats keep voting them in, you shit in your bed, have a good nights sleep.

Mexican words of the day

* JUAREZ *

My vieja slapped me and I said JUAREZ your problem!!



*MUSHROOM*

When my familia gets in the car there's not MUSHROOM left!



*CHICKEN*

My wife wants me to go to the store pero CHICKEN go herself!


*LIVER and CHEESE*

I went to dis bar and some vato try to hit up on my vieja. I said 'Ey vato LIVER alone CHEESE with me!!'



*JULY*

You told me you loved me but JULY to me!



*PUTA*

Eh! PUTA phone down and get back to work



* TEXAS *

My stupid friend don't call no more, jus TEXAS me.



*TISSUE*

Hey Vato if you don no how to do it, let me TISSUE.



*JEWISH*

Me carnelito asked to drive me carucho and I say JEWISH.



*HARRASMENT*

Orale vato my vieja caught me in bed with my sancha pero that's okay cuz I told her that HARASSMENT nothing to me!'



*BRIEF*

My homie farted so bad I couldn't BRIEF.



*Bishop*

We went to the movies and Lupe fell down and I had to pick the BISHOP!!



*HERPES*

Me and my ruca, we order pizza. I got my piece and she got HERPES!!



*WATER*

My viejia gets mad and i don't even know WATER problem is!



*SODAS*

My ruca cooks good and SODAS her sister.



*INJURE*
Me and my jefe were playin poker and he beat me... he said INJURE face cabron!!

An oldie but a goody

A plane is decreasing speed rapidly downward, the pilot comes over the intercom and says 'i'm sorry it had to come to this folks, but
>
> unfortunately we're gonna have to let some of the luggage go'...the plane continues to decrease speed.

Again you hear the pilot over the intercom 'i hate to have to do this, but now we're gonna have to start releasing passengers by alphabet order beginning with the letter
>
> 'A!!!'...AFRICANS, ANY AFRICANS?!?... No one answers 'B!!!' BLACK
>
> PEOPLE ANY BLACK PEOPLE?!? again, silence. 'C!!!' COLORED PEOPLE, ANY COLORED PEOPLE?!?...silence.

A black boy in the back turns to his mother and says 'but mom, aren't we african american?, aren't we black? Aren't we colored?'

the mother turns to her son and says ' yes son, but today we NIGGAS!!!...mexicans go first..
>
>
>
> The little black boy turns to the little mexican kid sitting next to him and laughs......!!! The mexican kids laughs back and say I'm a
>
> WETBACK......

Sobriety, Pool and Convenience

Yesterday afternoon Ricky calls me and tells me that it is a mutual friends birthday and they were going to Fast Eddies for the evening. I take to motorcycle to Odessa and join them for a night of pool and alcohol. Only thing is, i wasn't drinking.

I have always considered myself a decent pool player but last night i was way out classed. These guys are good. You have one to two shots and then the game is over. You miss one shot and it is done. I was impressed at how well they played. Now 4 hours after they were drinking and i was not, i was doing OK. I wasn't shooting any better but they were shooting a lot worse.

If you have never gone to a bar and watch those around you when you are not drinking, i invite you to do so. It is truly funny. People come up with the stupidest shit when they are drinking. Mutual Friend turned 48 and he is single. Last night he decided the convenience of sex with an ex was better than taking matters into his own hands.

It cracked me up. Mutual Friend was drinking and shooting pool and having a great time. There was about 6 of us there. His ex, more like an off/on thing, called him to wish him a happy birthday. He agreed for her to come down to the pool hall and i could see the change in his attitude as soon as she hit the door. He went from having fun to being depressed. He told me he was tired of her shit but was going to get layed tonight. I guess that is the duality of man. I hate her, but she is better than being alone.

Last night helped me to come to grips with my reality. I would much rather be alone that be with someone who depressed me. I also ratified in my own mind that hanging out in bars is not my kind of thing. I will hang out when there is a group like last night, but it seemed to me like i had the most fun and i wasn't drinking and didn't have a hangover this morning.

Way back in the corner of the pool hall a nice guy was teaching his date how to play pool. He would stand behind her and put his hands on her hips to show her proper body position for taking the shot. He would move her boobs out of the way so she could shoot. He was a very polite feller. Mutual Friend decided to go ask him for some lessons also. Polite feller didn't think it was funny.

My ass is dragin

Last night Rohmie the Homie, Otto the Vato and myself went out varmint hunting. Homie has access to 50,000 acres south of Odessa. We load up my jeep and all our guns and take off. We had never been on this ranch before so we wanted to get a good layout of it in daylight before we drove around at night. Seemed like a good idea right?

We park the rig and i ask Homie to get a GPS reading to determine home base. We load up and take off. This ranch is very pretty. It has a dry lake bed and several draws and arroyos that are perfect for hunting. We cut through this one draw and kicked up tons of deer. We were shining them and looking at them through the scopes. I would guess we were no more than 40 yards from some of them.

We stopped on top of one ridge and enjoyed some adult beverages as we watched the sunset and the sky turn purple. About 1 hour after sunset it was lightening about 50 miles west of us and the sky was awesome. I love being out on a night like that.

Around 2330, 4 hours into the hunt, we decide to work our way back to the truck. We have covered maybe half of the ranch. Homie checks the GPS and starts navigate our way back to base. The problem is when we left base we followed fence rows and we tried to take the oilfield roads back. It was a cluster fuck.

Oilfield roads dead end at pump jacks and we spent a good deal of time backtracking. At one point we were 3/10 of a mile from the truck when the road quit. I said "Shit, its only 3/10 of a mile. We are going cross country" That was a mistake. I told Homie to point int he direction we need to go and i started popping the brush. We got into some mesquite that was so thick we couldn't back up. It was taller than the jeep and visibility was about 2 feet if we were lucky. I found out that a Yucca plant will stop a 3000 pound jeep.

We were within 1/10 of a mile when we run into a fence. The fence road of course was on the other side of the fence. I was pissed. We just kept paralleling that fence until we found a cross cut we could cross.

In the end i got home about 0200 this morning. After i unloaded it was 0300. We had to be at church at 0600 to cook burritos so i just stayed up. My Brother Knights told me i looked like shit at 0600 this morning. After Mass i came home and crashed until 1500.

It ain't work if you are having fun.

Looks like i am screwed. Might as well go for it all.

Greed:	Low
Gluttony:	Medium
Wrath:	Medium
Sloth:	Medium
Envy:	Very Low
Lust:	Very Low
Pride:	Medium

The Seven Deadly Sins Quiz on 4degreez.com

My baby has come home to Papa

Back in 2002 our office was broke into. The assholes stole our computers, digital cameras, our Nintendo, all kinds of stuff and my .357 Magnum that i kept in my desk drawer. We called the police and Ector County Sheriff's office came out and couldn't lift a single finger print. We had a good idea who stole the stuff because when they took the Nintendo machine, they left the broken controller. Logically we assumed it was someone who played it.

That night i was pissed off. I called our HR guy in the middle of the night and got permission to have a polygraph done on all employees. They were standing there with me when i called the HR guy. Once they knew i was having a polygraph set up, people started confessing to shit that happened in the past. For instance, Ricky pulled me off to the side and told me that the bottle of Crown Royal that everyone assumed one of the office girls took, he actually took it. No one wanted that polygraph. In the end i decided not to do the polygraph. I had enough information to figure out who did it.

Yesterday the Sheriff's office calls me and tells me that they have recovered my pistol that was stolen in 2002. My heart sank. I thought he was going to tell me that it was used in a murder or something. It wasn't. In 2003 Odessa PD executed a search warrant on Jamie Ramirez. They found a .357 Magnum in his residence. Ramirez was a felon so they charged him with Felon in possession of a firearm. 5 years later Odessa PD put it out that they have this gun. Ector County Sheriff's calls them and tells them they have a report of that gun stolen. Sheriff's calls me and i get my gun back today. Ramirez is deceased and the guy that stole my gun is in jail.

Ain't life grand?

Will Obama live?

According to the AP, obama has taken the democratic ticket. It also stated that hillary was open to being his running mate. If obama is that stupid, then he may get what he deserves.

I think obama showed his true colors when he supported Reverend Wright. He is a white hating liberal. That is just who he is.

Now there is around 87 deaths associated with the clinton administration. I foresee that if hillary is the VP, obama will meet his demise so she can assume power. He is an idiot if he picks her.