In a post-industrial, office-job world, I think it's nuts to have to get up before the sun, no matter what time that is.
I am seriously with you. I also advocate for human hibernation in the winter.
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
In a post-industrial, office-job world, I think it's nuts to have to get up before the sun, no matter what time that is.
I am seriously with you. I also advocate for human hibernation in the winter.
At that point you may as well start shooting with gold bullets, it'll be cheaper and considering gold's extraordinary ductile properties, the chances of it retaining any identifiable marks after impact is rather low. That is if the fragments aren't 'lost' by someone who has more greed than integrity.
I also advocate for human hibernation in the winter.
Good call.
I think I committed to bringing cookies to a thing tomorrow night, and I am so not into it! Oh well. I just suggested I could bring a tube of dough and some decorating stuff, and have it be a craft (it's a crafty evening), so we'll see.
I think it'd be most wretched to kill someone, have their ashes compacted into diamond in a bullet shape, and then shoot their loved one with it.
I WILL KILL YOU WITH YOUR OWN MOTHER, YOU BASTARD.
Now THAT is a CSI episode.
Yeah, but the whole point is to confuse the CSI people (and Quincy). "No bullet and a few splotches of mercury" would be more confusing than "gold bullet."
Oh, hey Jesse, did you get the bags?
Oh, hey Jesse, do you need any help with the bags?
Heh. I like Allyson's idea.
Or maybe you could bombard the victim's house with a human cannon, enlarged to fire cows....
I did get them! Thanks. And I may or may not need help with them, but now I'm trying to figure out when I can actually do the stuff, and am not sure when that will be yet. Shopping I can do tomorrow, but the fact that it seems like they are only picketing between 10 and 2 makes life harder for me!
Allyson, people who grow up in the Boston area in the late 70 and 80s, can all tell one thing about the New England Aquarium.
That it taught them how to walk like a penguin.
This television ad played for more than a decade on the various after school blocks. Though I understand the dolphin show is no longer being held.
(Sorry for this bit of Boston nostalgia)