December 30, 2004
What About Mine?
Yes, I realize that I selfishly inquire despite (if not because of) news of world catastrophe, pilots seeing green, and hot dog sex being dispensed on a silver Tylenol sofa. Ah, but this is because I am a firm believer in the theory of Blogospheric Velocicentrism.
Therefore, I must explore this sixth sense biz.
Something seems monumentally awry here. I get intelligible communication endowment and a much loved conscience, and they get to retain their primordial tail, and are furthermore gifted with a powerfully intuitive defense mechanism against nature? Pfft.
Trade!
While I prefer to resume possession of my communicative skills over ass decor, I would humbly sacrifice my pesky conscience for a bit of that sensory perception of the sixth kind. Hook me up.
Posted by Velociman at December 30, 2004 2:42 PMI dunno...a tail on you, of all people, might be kinda cute, V-Man. The question: would it be prehensile, furry, scaly, stumpy, long, or what...?
Posted by: david at December 30, 2004 3:08 PMVelocicentrism...hopefully a throwback to childhood egocentrism, rather than anything to do with a centrifuge or the Heisenberg principle. Yes, I realize...my mind dreams up terrible things.
Posted by: Sadie at December 30, 2004 4:47 PMWell, I don't know, but when I'm tryin' to figure out which way the winds blowin', I either reach down pull some grass up and toss it into the air, or I use ol' reliable, lick my finger and hold it up in the air to see which way the winds blowin'.
But if I had to ask where all the dead varmits are I'd guess in our ol' pal Sharks bellies, along with license plates, the ol' thatch roof, and probably a couple bottles of Scotch that they don't deserve.
There's a reason things are where they are on the food chain.
yeah, but you have opposable thumbs....'nuff said!
Posted by: Candy at December 31, 2004 1:25 PM