Dear All Weird Days, I’m living on a prayer, so I don’t need you to answer it per se. I am hoping the Monkees do a reunion tour and I can schedule a kick-butt backpacking trip this summer. Make that happen. Nick P. from Everett, WA Nick, We’ve been doing a little checking up on you. Seems like you’ve been a pretty damn good co-ed softball coach over the years, even being named Coach Of The Year a couple times. We believe that kind of dedication and leadership should be aptly
“Well, why wouldn’t it work?” I asked Konrad, reeling in my line and casting once more towards the floating trash. I missed again.
“It’s just silly, Paul. Someone would have done it already.”
“Not necessarily, people have great new ideas all the time. Remember that idea I had about the beanie with an ipod built in? No one has done that yet, or the bearded dragon farm. Or the pants with built in chairs.” That was one of my favorites, pants with telescopic poles that come o
Are we really that scared of computers? Can’t we plug the holes in the ozone with them, if worse comes to worse? Yeah, you just smelt them and you get a nice svelte patchwork. By the way, do you know the next thing in reality television? Internal cameras. Cameras that capture the chemical reactions in your brain and translate those to visual imagery so we can see exactly what you’re thinking, dreaming, and daydreaming. Then there will be a perfect self-consciousness achieved,
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She finds the air to be sweet and mild as she inhales deeply and satisfyingly. The sun is intense, but it feels good on her skin as she meanders along the beach. The few gulls sing their awful song, and the geese toot their toots. The majestic pines lead right up to the edge of Lake Tahoe’s majestic blue waters. She beholds this marvel, all of it, without really beholding any of it.
She knew that men thought her to be beautiful, sexy, something to be longed for. She co