The kind of things I think about, part 372
You might think that it takes a team of expert mountaineers with world-class climbing gear to conquer the Matterhorn, but I got to thinking about it and there’s a simpler way to conquer the Matterhorn… just crash the Antimatterhorn into it. Problem solved.
I’m not the kind of guy who needs a flashy sports car that can transform into a giant killer robot. I drive a station wagon that, on certain very rare occasions when the electrical wiring is up for it, transforms into an economy-sized, fuel-efficient robot. (If the wiring isn’t up for it, it just stalls.) Anything more than that would be showing off.
That’s it for today. Obviously I need more sleep. If you’d like to contribute to my caffiene replenishment fund, you know where to find me.… Read more
Sorry about the complete and utter silence here lately – I haven’t had a lot to say. For those who weren’t aware, my dad passed away on March 29th and the wind has been let out of my sails a bit. I’m not going to claim any kind of great emotional trauma here – this is something that had been on the horizon for something like the last six months or so. And honestly, on a great many levels… I’m glad for him. Relieved. He’s free of a body that was increasingly trying to betray him, he’s free of pain, and he’s free of a situation that he was only going to escape feet-first. (Those who know what I’m referring to there will know what I’m referring to there; those who don’t… well, just understand it’s not something I’m going to blab or blog about out in the open.) … 
I love all the commercials for various and sundry patented prescriptions that show regularly on TV. My favorite is “You should stop taking [X] if you have suicidal thoughts or actions.” I can get behind that – I don’t want you to have suicidal thoughts or actions.
