I like science and I like people and I like science people and I really like people science.
Also I like head scratches and belly rubs and ice-cream overdozes. Hi-five for the lactose intolerant!!!

Is it a left then a right or a right then a left? Either way we ain’t there yet.

1. What does it all mean? 

2.The next question is redundant because it's question number 2,  but it's the first second question.

3. Is nothing so important as a questionable answer? Does something have any (thing to) say?

Summarized:
If you answer a question with crystalline ambiguity you get to skip to the answer.

Of note: There is no second second question number 2.

As a matter of fact, just forget I said anything...

No diesel, no duck sauce. Simple as that. Plenty of duct tape though. Ducks notwithstanding...

When a person is truly able to see into the future, it is in appearance apparent of the past...

 winter wrote:Alright, it was the 5th grade. I beat the teachers pet who was a big snobby girl named Donna and threatened to "beat my cheating little ass" over it. Talk about bitter.
Also that 5th grade teacher was a sweet but tough old lady who changed my life by actually working with my Mother on spelling and the various and sundry behavioral issues keeping me at a desk in the hallway. She stopped class and put on her Yankees hat during the World Series so we could
listen on the radio. Donna hated me and baseball which made the experience all the more sublime. Yankees win the pennant! There's no crying in baseball...

step 1: buy half a side of grade C beef
Step 2: buy the other half, because it looks “lonely”
Step 3: season both halves with a mixture of chili powder, turmeric, Laotian garlic, Mexican vanilla, powdered plantains, bison tears, and polar bear sweat salt.
Step 4: allow the beef to age exactly 17 hours and 31 minutes in a darkened warehouse while reciting “The Waste Land”.
Step 5: make sure the beef is not late for graduation. It’s important to get your diploma.
Step 6: set an alarm for 3PM on the following Thursday. 
Step 7: set a second alarm at 2:59 PM on the following Thursday. You wouldn’t want to miss out on the chance to hit snooze on the first alarm.
Step 8: update your CV. It’s been a while, and you never did get around to mentioning that spelling bee you won in third grade.
Step 9: put the beef in an oven which you preheated to 350 a couple weeks ago.
Step 10: while you wait for the beef to cook, weep bitterly about nearly every choice you’ve ever made.
Step 11: add “following these instructions” to the list of choices you should weep bitterly about.

 winter wrote:

holy shit, batman

no, no, seriously: I really do have to wax my garters tonight. It’s Thursday, and you know how wild my weekends get.

I asked my wife if she remembered the day we met.

She said, “Remind me which one you are?”

I guess I probably had that coming. I should have invited her to the ceremony instead of Bob Costas.

liver and onions, liver and onions. That’s all anyone talks about these days, and I’m sick of it.

Just shut up and eat the stuff, you jabberwocks.

Okay, hear me out: I didn’t know the mike was still hot. I’d switched it on three seconds earlier. Who knew someone stuck a Duracell in the damn thing?

time, they say, flows like a river: from one damn thing to the next.

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So your best bet is to take 2 lefts and a right, then take the fork in the road.  

I keep waiting for a website that has more than one option for the "I'm not a robot" captcha. When I see one that says "Well, sorta" or "Hells yeah, I'm totally a robot" I'm going to click it see where it takes me.

It seems that sound is very personal. Or, is it listening that's personal? Hmmm. But what would you listen to if at first there was no sound? If a tree falls in the forest and no one is there to hear it, you can be assured that it was heard by something.
Are you listening? 
If no human was there to listen for then hear the sound but it was recorded, was it sound before a human heard the recording?  Or is sound only sound when its heard and does it have to be listened for to be actually heard or does all of it only pertain to an instant and what exactly is an instant? Time? Space?
Can you take an aura and add an L and make of it art? What would a sound instant of your innermost sound like?
Are you listening? Can you hear?
Can you see it and draw or paint it? Can you sculpt it in your mind? Does it; sound, sound like a tree, having fallen in the forest? Does the ship that was made from the tree have a sound crew? Are the sails full of the sounds of a full wind? Do the storms crashing's rock and the waves deafening lashes drown out the sound? Is the sound in our mind the same as the sound of our time? 

Now. Who would like a giant cup of hot chocolate? Bet that sounds nice, and you haven't even listened to what having tasted it sounds like yet. At least, not in this instant instance...

Next week! How does what we see when the sea is what we saw as we had previously seen? Be there. Aloha...

A question for all the multitudes of second hands. If time may exist and pass harmoniously, will future time be harmonious? Asking for my friends, the ictusos...