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Wow... I don't know what to say... This is, by far, one of the weirdest stories I have ever come across... The gall of the guy! Seriously, I'm wishing you luck here and, if possible, may that guy be behind bars for the years to come.Well, here's to wishing you the best of luck

I'm borrowing a page from s243a's modded fridge and ask for a fully-stocked self-sufficient solar-powered mansion. Oh wait, I can have all the battery life I need, right? I'd like that to answer to my needs for food, shelter and clothing. No use having an XBox or Playstation if I won't live long enough to enjoy it, right? No sense having a cellphone or Internet access if the pizza delivery guy can't reach you, right? And I'd rather not return to the city, not after I have found my get-away-from-it-all hermit spot. I wouldn't mind growing old alone, if I'm enjoying every minute of it :(I'd very much like a spa or hot tub, an entertainment center, a fully-stocked fridge, an electronically controlled climate garden and a couple of servers hooked (wirelessly, of course) to the Internet.Maybe I'd even rake in some cash if I could lease server space for web hosting. Then I'd use that cash to gain access to... some sites

I think we are running the risk of being racist here. Why are we targeting the Chinese for these sentiments? "Oh, I heard there are rumors that Chinese people extract <insert ridiculously-named compound here> from <insert endangered and/or cute animal here> while they're still alive!" And some of these are completely baseless claims, "but it's the sort of thing you'd expect from the Chinese." How about foie gras? Didja know that duck, or geese, are force-fed their entire lives just for foie gras? How about the lobsters dumped into a potful of boiling broth, alive? Have you watched Pamela Anderson's "documentary" about the "living conditions" of KFC chickens? They are made to grow so fast, their legs give out and they end up lame. Then again, maybe it's be more sensational if it was Uncle Fu Wong Lee's Dimsum Kitchen that did those, huh? Over here, we do joke often about finding kittens in our siopao, a dimsum. Then again, we, too, have adobo, a meat dish of just about anything: chicken, pork, frogs, snakes or, as Rex-Navarete once joked, "Orca-dobo" We also cook goats, rabbits and even dogs. And we're not Chinese. The point of this is not to highlight the "cruelty" of my fellow countrymen over that of the Chinese. Far from it, I think some of us are over-reacting. So what if we kill cats if they really present a threat? Would you have felt the same for all those rats in traps or cockroaches killed by spray? So... are we to make an exception because cats are cute, "harmless" domesticated animals? These make entertaining stories, yeah. After all, ain't it perfectly easy to be judgmental towards a race or culture we don't understand solely through circumstantial evidences and hearsay? Just my two cents, animal "cruelty" exists everywhere, not just in China.

Hmmn... if it were just, "Think of whatever shinobi character you'd like to be," then it's gonna be pretty dull in here. After all, most people would turn out to be megalomaniacs who think that firepower is everything. You just said it, your character is pretty much immortal and can only be killed by Uchiha Itachi. In my opinion, the closer a character is to perfection, the more dull he/she is. That is why Superman has emotions and weakness to Kryptonite; that's why Jean Grey has Scott Summers and Magneto has Charles Xavier. That's why Peter Petrelli, Claire Bennet and Adam Monroe can be killed by a severe injury to the head. It is the flaws that makes a character more human and, methinks, more interesting. In game development, character developers are also wary about creating "imba", or imbalanced, characters, that is, a character that is practically immortal and all-powerful. This is why Protoss arbiters are not invisible, Terran siege tanks are slow and Zerg structures need to be built on the creep. I'm not being a smart-*bottom* on somebody else's thread but don't you think a far greater challenge would be to describe your "dream" Naruto character with human limits I'll probably post later on, after I've read other people's dream shinobi

When I was a kid, I don't usually reality and dreams didn't really connect that way. I mean, if I watch one of those scary documentaries they air every Hallowe'en season, sure, I'd get scared for the first two hours I'm in bed but I'd end up sleeping anyway dreaming of whatever my subconscious cooks up.When I grew up, though, I would begin to have more... realistic dreams. Y'know, some of those nightmares we used to have as a kid are kinda loopy, like hairy monsters or undead minions of some evil necromancer. Now, I dream of people I love getting killed. This comes especially after a particularly string nightcap; I would dream of a horrible accident befalling the one I love and I would be helpless to save him.Ah... this is a rather gloomy subject, methinks...

Consider this scenario: There was once a low-profile commercial model who was gifted with a slim and sexy figure. She's not on a special diet, she's not anorexic, she's not taking pills; the poor girl's just hungry. See, she's the eldest in a brood of nine. She's the sole bread winner (her dad died six months ago) for her ailing mom and her eight sibs: one infant, one toddler, two in grade school, two in high school and two in college. Her earnings are just enough for two meals a day and school fees. All of a sudden, as she was going home one dark and rainy night, she was pulled into a dark alley and forced to inhale some chloroform. When she came to, she was in a sling and gang-banged by seven lusty men. They gave her something to sleep and when she woke up, the cocks were crowing (pardon the pun, will yah? And get yer minds outta the gutter while you're at it) and she was lying on the cold floor of an empty warehouse. It was 4AM and she manages to get back home without further incident. She filed a report at the local police station in the soonest possible time but, for some mundane and perfectly normal reason, the seven rapists have managed to evade our less than perfect laws and our even less competent police force. She'd rather have fallen into depression but she has ten mouths to feed. Within a month, she begins feeling nauseous and has cravings for food well beyond her budget. She feels heavy and, each morning, vomits uncontrollably. Consulting a doctor, she received a pleasant surprise from a cheerful, sunny nurse that she is soon going to be a mother to two bouncing baby boys! Wow, let's celebrate, huh? Isn't that nice? What is she to do now? 1. Continue with her pregnancy. Get someone to adopt her kids but just continue with her term. Obviously, she cannot catwalk down the ramp, not with baby John and Joe kicking in her tummy so she has to pull out support from: a. Her mom. The old hag's gonna die anyway. b. Her college sibs. They can start flippin' burgers and rake some money in. c. Her grade school or high school sibs. When her college sibs graduate, they can continue with their studies. d. Her infant or toddler sib. What the heck, more babies? Will you two please go away? 2. Abort the babies. But no! Abortion is not the solution now, is it? A certain someone sees abortion as unmistakably wrong, that's for sure! a. How awful! It certainly is her sinful lifestyle, huh? It is her choice to get raped, huh? If she didn't catwalk down the runway, her mom would have died and her sibs would have been ignorant illiterate idiots but, at least, she wouldn't have been raped, huh? b. It's her fault for having eight sibs, huh? She could have advised her mom to get an abortion but did she? Oh, what am I thinking?!? She could have just barged in right when her mom and dad were "making babies" and yelled "STOP!" right? While she was sleeping, yes. c. She's to blame for getting preggers! We all know that human females have the ability to spray spermicidal acid from their genitals in times of severe coercion. Why, y'know what, it's her fault for not fighting back! Seven men, bah! Xena would never get raped, that's for sure. Okay, what now? By the way, have you ever heard of therapeutic abortions? Oh, then again, I suppose you're the type of person who'd see it as "unmistakably" wrong. Better that both mother and child die of German Measles' complications than for a surgeon to actively kill the baby, right?

I don't make it a point to read in my dreams but, yes, I can read in my dreams too. Actually, I'd take the "you can't read in your dreams" theory with a grain of salt. I have yet to see scientists prove this objectively. The only material I have seen, which remotely supports this hypothesis, is an episode of Batman, the animated series, where the "genius" Bruce Wayne "knew" he was dreaming because he was unable to read. Meh, seems like there's something we all can do that Batman can't

I've read Signs of the Gods by Erich von Daniken It was an entertaining read, actually, if you're willing to suspend your disbelief. However, considering that it is a (supposedly) non-fiction "document" explaining in great detail nearly all paranormal phenomena occurring on Earth and space, going as far as quoting select passages from certain ancient writings and taking their message as a literal truth, this is a big joke. I know, I'm supposed to be laughing but I find myself more annoyed that amused that someone would so painstakingly find conspiracies and "evidences" of a much more colorful history without enough research, save propaganda, hypotheses and speculation to back them up. I believe myself to be an open-minded person but this is simply too much! >_<

I play Runescape, though not regularly. I'm in it for the holiday drops (Easter, Hallowe'en and Yuletide) or when I'm looking to kill some creatures in a fit of xenophobic rage.No, really, the only reason I play RS is because1. It doesn't eat up my screen space. I can mine for rune ess, slay hill giants or smelt ores while blogging. Ha! Take that, full-screen applications with much better graphics!2. It is not addictive. Hell knows how I've slipped in my grades before due to DotA or Ragnarok. The graphics of RS are not good enough to hook me but not bad enough to turn me off.3. You can stop playing anytime and not feel bad about it. This is just my personal opinion but nothing much of interest usually happens on RS. Of course, that's coming from a non-paying member who has no clan and does not relish PVP combat.

I think abortion is not fundamentally wrong, which does not necessarily mean I also encourage it. In my opinion, abortion should be the last option ever considered by any rational (and practical) person not overcome by his or her philosophies, the consensus of the society or myth/religion. For instance, if a couple undertaking consensual sexual intercourse took contraceptive measures to a sufficiently sane degree, I have no doubt that abortion is, quite possibly, the only way to, pardon my words, "clean up the mess" Some would ask, "How about adoption?" This would mean carrying the baby to term. What if it was not in the context of a marriage? What alibi is the woman to provide when prodded with questions about her rapidly swelling beer belly? Suppose, too, the two are married, however, they are unable to provide financial support to the monster she is nurturing within her. Are they to be blamed, despite having used condoms and pills? I would also like to ask, what of therapeutic abortion, that is, an abortion that is meant to save the mother? If the delivery of the baby is deemed dangerous, would you rather have both of them die by taking the passive stance of non-abortion? Would it not be more sensible to save at least the mother? I've also read a novel that deals with therapeutic abortion. A surgeon asked his friend, the governor, "Would you rather I sent them away, to die at the hands of an amateur scraper, damaged and scarred beyond repair for life over an abortion they would have had anyway?" Indeed, I am also thinking, would you rather have the child die of starvation, dehydration, malaria, cholera, tuberculosis or malnutrition? In times of war, would you really, sincerely want to bring your child into such a dreadful world, only to grow up, running, fleeing in mortal fear? What parent would want his or her child to experience humiliation and jeers amongst its peers simply because the poor kid cannot count, has crossed eyes, thinks differently, cannot be separated from his pillow or just simply looks at you the wrong way? A lot of people argue that legalizing abortion, along with the promotion of condoms and other contraceptives, will only incite other people to engage in pre-marital sex, which is wrong, evil and perfectly damnable! Oh good Lord, the horror! Look at it this way, I know we have surgeons in here, hospitals within ten minutes of each other, band aids, gauze, helmets, arm pads, knee pads and the like. Do you see me doing extreme skating? Oh, wait, there is a safety net! Is that good enough reason for me to throw away my life and engage in dangerous activity? I don't think the problem lies in contraceptives or abortion, rather, we need to educate the people first. Majority of those with unwanted pregnancies are not the type who wear condoms, pop pills, use IUD's, diaphragms or spermicidal creams, no. Most of these people are poor families of farmers with not much entertainment in their huts at night, being out of reach of electricity to power their TV's. These are families bound by machismo, whose fathers are stuck in the thinking that condom lessens one's "manhood". Yarr! By gods, I shall have fifty children if I want to, for it is proof of my virility! Arrgh! Maybe you'd want to see this comic, that says something about f*c<!ng like bunnies. Oh, and another thing. If God, or whoever else is up there, meant sex to be solely for pro-creation, then why is it so )@mn pleasurable? No, seriously, anyone who says sex for pleasure is wrong is simply someone who wants something to lord over others. "I'm not getting laid not because the chicks don't dig me, it's my choice! I have self-control! Ha! Feed on that! I'm a better person that you!" Good grief! I'm being overly-critical here but I'd definitely group those people with those promoting soulful goods in an afterlife that may never come over practical needs in a present that is real and, more often than not, painful. Oh by the way, don't get me started on rape. Anyone who thinks even a rape victim should carry her child to term, deliver it and nurture it into a living reminder of her violation can call me up and we could arrange a little... meeting, heheh. Just kidding, of course

Unlike movies, however, it is not that easy to wield nunchucks. An amateur carelessly wielding a nunchuck poses grave danger of bruising in his lower arms, to say the least. Perhaps I'd rather not elaborate on the chances of an errant nunchuck fracturing its owner's arms, ribs or, worse, cranium. We also have martial arts here that use sticks, actually, a pair of sturdy rattan sticks used as a blunt weapon. Arnis de Mano, as it was called also used to be done wielding two machetes, or similarly sized bladed weapons. Anyway, I should think a pair of unjoined sticks should be easier to wield than two sticks connected by a chain

I've watched a makeover TV show or TV makeover show or TV show makeover... Anyway, a "good" home remedy was soak two coffee bags in water... just water (NOT BOILING WATER!) Then place those two bags over your eyes for 10 or so minutes. My mom said tea bags would also do, except green tea, I suppose. Anyway, you're supposed to let the skin over your eyes absorb the caffeine. I'm not sure if there's scientific basis in that but the lady on TV was a "professional" and looks like she knows what she's doing. Still, you better read up before trying it; no harm in being cautious, ne? If you're after a quick-fix, I think there are a lot of face powders in the market that can conceal those dark circles if applied correctly

Wow... that's quite a tall order, isn't it? For that reason, I voted no. Actually, I was very much inclined to point out that, yes, we already have spaceships out there but, if you're really looking for science-fiction grade spacecrafts, then no. I don't think it will happen in another decade or so. Unless, by some miracle, we managed to end war and poverty and hunger and AIDS and cancer. Okay, humoring you, let's go over the list: 1. Twin turbo plasma engines - engines powered by plasma? Or engines generating plasma? Either way, I think this is science fiction. I could be wrong, though. 2. X-ray scanners - If you mean X-ray machines, yes. We have a lot of those in the hospitals. Getting them to orbit will be a piece of cake, somewhat. 3. 16 inch plasma cannons - what for? I don't suppose we'd suddenly discover hostile alien life in the next few years... unless it's for petty politics and warfare, in that case, count me out. 4. Long range radar - We have those too. 5. Kitchens - I'm sure NASA will be glad to offer you samples of space food. Actually, more like flavored toothpaste. 6. Bedrooms - Yes, nothing like a warm soft resilient horizontal surface lined with straps for a comfortably relaxing repose in the middle of an eternal night. 7. Bathrooms - I'd rather not explain beyond, "Yes, it is there. Up there." 8. Titanium armored wings - Hmmn... strong, durable and also unbelievably heavy. Perfect, if we could ever get the spacecraft into orbit. I am not really a sadist who enjoys shooting down other people's ideas but, really, sometimes, I think we could all use a reality check. Imagine a hungry boy in Africa, the youngest of a a recently-orphaned litter of fifteen. I'm sure he would appreciate a kitchen, a bedroom or a bathroom but it would be well beyond his comprehension to even enjoy titanium armored wings, wouldn't it?

Yes, actually. Cryonics may seem like a great "heal-all" salve for the society. After all, anyone with cancer or AIDS could simply sleep well into the future and wake up at a time when their illness is perfectly curable. However, I think the drawbacks are equal to, if not far greater than, the purported advantages of cryonic systems. Imagine waking up to a world you do not understand. Actually, we live everyday with people who can hardly adapt to changes in a normal pace. We see traditionalists regarding computers with utter suspicion or conservatives who simply cannot understand that some people just can't be heterosexual. Suppose we wake up in a future with morals, values, cultures or ethics entirely different from our own? Imagine sleeping in a democratic era and waking up hundreds of years later under the militaristic rule of a singular fuhrer? Far be it from me to invoke Godwin's law but imagine waking up to a world where you are not allowed to speak your mind, where the welfares of the state come before the rights of its individual citizens and where it is perfectly normal to exterminate the remaining Jewish and homosexual population? Would you care to live in such a world? Also, to undergo cryonic treatment is to place your trust in other people. Now, these may very well be professionals who know what they're doing but these are also humans who are not that infallible. Think about it, would anyone motivated by greed really care about the welfare of a body from 70 or so years ago? Would you have enough money to pay the future generations indefinitely, just so someone would check ever and anon that your personal freezer has the right temperature? It would also mean that anyone who believes in the merits of cryonics also believes in a future discovery of a cure. What if cancer really is incurable? Or AIDS mutated into a much more contagious form? Or the world was besieged by a global cataclysm and the scientists of the future prioritized researching more efficient ways to combat more severe illnesses brought about by the radiation in the wake of a nuclear war instead of researching a cure for your, say, breast cancer? In fact, what's to assure you that the people of the future won't just dispose your body and claim, "It was really his/her time; it was too late when he/she undertook the cryonic treatment." Actually, who would want to wake up in the future and be regarded as the village "noob"?

I think that's a rather inaccurate quote... Some people in our country have lived entire lives without shelter. Also, people can last up to two months without food. As for the three days without water... I think 3 days is the point where the dehydrated person dies, not where his body starts to shutdown. I could be wrong, though, lacking the initiative to back up my statements with verifiable sources at the moment

I think we're getting side-tracked here, unless you really want to discuss the merits and disadvantages of marriage and having children.In any case, I think it's pretty normal to not feel any loss for someone you hardly interact with in your day to day living

Wow... I've never encountered those sources. I know, however, that, on the average, humans can live for only 2 days without water. I doubt anyone can live without water for 5 days, much less, two weeks.

Ah, telepathy, always an interesting topic. Unfortunately, I cannot say with confidence that there is such a thing as telepathy and that it is not merely a string of strange coincidences. As far as I am aware, though, there are a few theories behind telepathy. 1. It's a hoax. Or wishful thinking. Or a string of lucky breaks. If telepathy really did exist, perhaps those gifted with it to an extraordinary degree are few and far in between generations. Much worse, a lot of these telepaths are not completely in control of their "power". Thus, in the absence of 100% proof or a decisively conclusive objective experiment, certain people might be tempted to make the hasty judgment that telepathy is completely rubbish. Analogously, though, there's something to be said for this theory. We have yet to see a planet's moon made of cheese. So... should we also consider that, somewhere out there, we might stumble upon a large cheddar sphere orbiting a much larger ham sphere? Should we suppose that, since we have not made a complete census of our cosmic neighborhood, we should grant that anything could be out there? 2. Telepathy is an illusion. On the other hand, there are those who claim that telepathy is just some fancy name, coupled with wishful thinking, for perfectly mundane phenomena. Say, for example, you correctly guessed that your blind date, a person you, supposedly, have never seen before, drives the red car. It is quite possible that, days before, you have seen that person disembark from his/her car. You may not have paid him/her attention at the time because you may be busy chowing down a burger. Nonetheless, when you finally meet, you subconsciously remember the association between your blind date and his/her red car. You don't quite understand how you knew so you just wrote it of *bottom* "chance" or, more audaciously, "telepathy" 3. Telepathy is real. Well, I'm pretty sure there are some people who believe we can achieve the feats of Charles Xavier, Jean Grey, Emma Frost or Psylocke. I really don't think I need to explain this Note, however, that this theory has so many sub-theories that I can't really list them all. You can ask your local alien specialist, conspiracy theorist, evolutionist, psychologist and medium for more details

From what I know, a molecule is any stable, neutral group of two or more atoms held together by chemical bonds. A lattice, on the other hand, can be considered as a really large molecule that can span three dimensions. Look at it this way. Liquids and gases are always molecules. Solids, on the other hand, tend to be lattices. Graphically speaking, molecules look like balls or branchy trees while lattices are ordered 3D matrices. Er... I hope I could expound more but it's been a long day. If this thread's still not resolved, tomorrow, perhaps

Ooh, nice. Actually, I happen to work for one of such companies that offer Web to SMS messaging (and vice-versa) The charging, methinks, depends on the business logic of the company and the deal they make with telecommunications carriers. Our messenger, for example, allows a web-user to send up to three free SMS messages to anyone. If he/she wants to be able to send more, the recipient will have to reply to the user. The recipient is then billed for every three messages he/she receives per user

I know, but if I have it removed by a professional locksmith without destroying it, I'm (relatively) safe, right? Ah, what the heck, I'll just encash the check and be done with it Not a bit. I don't know those people who died and it's getting a little crowded in this planet anyway, I'd gladly welcome the elbow room Come to think of it, I think I'd even feel smug. Anyway, it's already been a week, time for the next hard decision, hm?

Actually, I was thinking more of Harrison Ford. I saw him in a poster for the 2006 movie Firewall and I exclaimed to myself, "God, he's old! And to think I swooned over him in Raiders of the Lost Ark." Well, he was young and cute back then... Anyway, I'm also thinking, he's 64 years old when they made the film. Can he (Indiana Jones) cope with the lifestyle of an adventurer at that age? How are they gonna pull it off? Won't it seem strange for an old man to be doing stunts? Well, granted, he's not that old but I don't think he's athlete material either. In any case, I'd definitely be looking forward to this film, partly to satisfy my curiosity and partly to satisfy my unnatural instinct to watch all of the Indiana Jones movies

Lolz, good one. That too. Some vegetarians think that being a non meat-eater immediately means believing in not killing animals etc. Actually, I also know some people who don't eat meat simply because they don't like it. And yet, they are being called "fakers" by plant-killers who, might I point out, also have leather shoes, belts and wallets. Hilarious, really

I see people are having mixed feelings on this. Like everyone else, I don't really dig causing unnecessary pain to animals... Okay, maybe I do drown cockroaches in soapy water but that's about it! I do use my bare hands to bring outside any dragonfly, butterfly or grasshopper who make the mistake of entering a human abode. Not that I eat the aforementioned animals, by the way.Anyway, I think all of us here know that it is nearly impossible to cut off all relations with animals. We have to eat, wear clothes and eat some more. Anyone telling me to go have a tofu burger can get lost. Tell me eating cow or pig is not natural and I'll break your equally unnatural iPod or cellphone on your face. Really, I think the entire deal about animal welfare is a bit exaggerated.If someone is vegetarian by free will or as dictated by allergies or some other medical reason, good for him. If it proves beneficial to them, I'd be happy for them. If, however, they walk about thinking themselves to be better person for not eating meat, well, f*c< them! We always kill animals; anyone condemning us even for bringing swift death to our livestock will get the finger from me.I mean, c'mon, we are sentient beings; poultry are, I suppose, also sentient to a certain degree. We have philosophies, including some strange ideas that eating animals is wrong. Cattle, on the other hand, do not think much, if at all, about the issue of sudden deaths. They may notice their comrades disappearing one by one but, by God, they do not ponder upon it too much, if at all. They'd probably just roll their eyes and go on chewing grass.I think giving animals the human attribute called sentience is a bit too much. Animals don't understand the world the way we do. They may form bonds with us just as we can form a friendship with a household pet. However, declaring, no, preaching that eating meat is wrong is... well, wrong.Look at it this way. It has also been proven that plants also respond to stimuli like pain. Does that mean we'll have to walk around naked, freeze to death, wander aimlessly, drink only water and feed on fruits that have already fallen? Are we meant to not take advantage of our evolution and, instead, fall prey to savage carnivores who will not think twice about eating us?We're gifted with the ability to think; however, thinking the other species also think the way we think is thinking a bit too much, don't you think?

Ok... lemme see if I understood it correctly: 1. I am given a check for 3M. I can deposit it to have 3M in my bank account. 2. I am also "given" a metal bracelet spiked into my artery. There's the threat of anthrax in the bracelet. 3. I am given the chance to use that 3M to stop one of three terrorist-driven events. 4. I am also given the chance to take out a 3M loan at 0% interest for 5 years to stop another of those three terrorist-driven events. 5. I can destroy the check, but I will be injected with anthrax. 6. I can contact the police, but I will also be injected with anthrax. 7. I can dial any number with my cellphone but the signal will be jammed. So far so good... not. I can see a few ways to get my own back. 1. There is nothing to prevent me from taking out the anthrax device, or having it taken out by a non-police professional. Heck, I can even recycle it to pull of a similar stunt 2. I can en-cash the check that very day; the device falls off. Then I go to the police. Then again, they may not be of any help if, as the terrorist group says, they have moles in the police force. Oh well, at least, I'll be 3M richer. 3. I can en-cash the check, become 3M wealthier, take out another 3M loan, invest in good security devices for my female classmate, invest the rest and, well, live a good life. 4. I can let it all happen. I don't care for any city far enough from me or any school I don't mind annihilating or any girl. I'm gay, for crying out loud 5. I know when it will all happen. I can't use my cellphone but I can use my homephone, my Yahoo! messenger, my GTalk, my email accounts, my Skype, my blog, my website or even send a nice little postcard to my unfortunate female classmate to warn her of the dangers. Also, I'll tell my sibs to take the day off on the 27th of February. In any case, the end result, as I see it, is this. 1. That city in Peru is destroyed. 2. Some kids and teachers are dead. 3. I take out a loan from my female classmate. She dies; I don't have to pay her anything but my respects. I'm rich! 4. I am the proud owner of a detached, reverse-engineered Anthrax cellphone-jammer bracelet. I make more copies of it, use it to coerce key people. Maybe even take out a patent on it. I'm rich! 5. I have 3M from en-cashing the check. I'm rich! 6. I also have 3M at 0% interest for 5 years. I can invest it. I'm rich! 7. I hire a private investigator to trace back the generous senders of my wealth. I hire goons to do them off. I waltz up a police station, collect the bounty. I'm rich! Wow. This is fun. Sounds like a win-win situation to me