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.