A random thought is a concept I cannot seem to flesh out sufficiently to make a full blog post.
A long drive down an empty road, straight or winding, can put my mind at ease. But traffic ties it into knots.
The best revenge is to smile and forgive.
After I die, I am going to be cremated. There are two reasons for this. First, I think it's a waste of land to be buried. I worry about that. As a young boy, my family would drive into New York and pass by a cemetery that seemed to be larger than the town I lived in. I wondered where we would bury all the rest of us. Second, that way no one can piss on my grave.
I always wonder if the people supporting one party really think their opposites will take their advice about how to run a campaign or improve their image.
My first wife and I used to argue all the time. After a couple of years, I figured out how to cut any argument short. I simply said, "You're right" without any sincerity at all. It drove her nuts.
Newton's Third Law of Motion could easily be applied to human interaction if it weren't for free will and compassion. These divert and diffuse, respectively.
I write because I cannot paint. I add graphics because words fail me.
My desks, like my mind, are messy and cluttered. I'd like to be organized but when I try it, I always feel like I am missing something.
I am smart, according to tests I have taken. The problem with that is that I can recognize what an idiot I can be at times.
We are all suffering from an incurable, fatal, disease. It's called life.
If you could have immortality but it required that you transfer all your consciousness into a computer where you would live in a virtual reality but would be able to communicate with the biological world, would you opt for it? I'm not sure I would. I mean, would it really be me? Or would it be a facsimile of the me at that last moment? How would I know?
A Night Unremembered
2 years ago