Riven___Caulfield
Really Experienced
- Joined
- Sep 17, 2001
- Posts
- 273
I've been writing here for a while now, and just recently I've waded into the message boards.
Unfortunately, I'm still a virgin by message board standards, and all I can offer for my profile is something skittering around my whereabouts.
I shan't be able to include a snappy little pic for some time. Seventy-nine posts or so.
<sighs - sits on the doorstep>
I feel like an Acolyte - yet to earn my robes.
I see the logic to it - people who aren't really into the message board just aren't allowed to have a pic up - that's fairly reasonable. But a HUNDRED posts?
<sighs>
Y'ever hear that old Zen story about this would-be monk? He goes to a monestary to be trained, but they tell him they're full. Go away.
He doesn't leave. They come out and thrash him around - tell him to get the hell away - curse his name.
He doesn't leave. The next day they come out and thrash him twice as bad - they break his arm, his leg, and knock out three of his teeth.
He doesn't leave. The next day they open the gates and let him enter - pure. And so he starts his training.
It may be an overzealous analogy, but I'd like to hear a reaction. Poll, anyone?
-Caulfield
Unfortunately, I'm still a virgin by message board standards, and all I can offer for my profile is something skittering around my whereabouts.
I shan't be able to include a snappy little pic for some time. Seventy-nine posts or so.
<sighs - sits on the doorstep>
I feel like an Acolyte - yet to earn my robes.
I see the logic to it - people who aren't really into the message board just aren't allowed to have a pic up - that's fairly reasonable. But a HUNDRED posts?
<sighs>
Y'ever hear that old Zen story about this would-be monk? He goes to a monestary to be trained, but they tell him they're full. Go away.
He doesn't leave. They come out and thrash him around - tell him to get the hell away - curse his name.
He doesn't leave. The next day they come out and thrash him twice as bad - they break his arm, his leg, and knock out three of his teeth.
He doesn't leave. The next day they open the gates and let him enter - pure. And so he starts his training.
It may be an overzealous analogy, but I'd like to hear a reaction. Poll, anyone?
-Caulfield