There is a theory which states that if ever anybody discovers exactly what
the Universe is for and why it is here, it will instantly disappear and be
replaced by something even more bizarre and inexplicable.
There is another theory which states that this has already happened.
You live and learn. At any rate, you live.
Time is an illusion. Lunchtime doubly so.
In those days spirits were brave, the stakes were high, men were real men,
women were real women and small furry creatures from Alpha Centauri were
real small furry creatures from Alpha Centauri.
The ships hung in the sky in much the same way that bricks don't.
In the beginning the Universe was created. This has made a lot of people
very angry and been widely regarded as a bad move.
Life... is like a grapefruit. It's orange and squishy, and has a few
pips in it, and some folks have half a one for breakfast.
I love deadlines. I like the whooshing sound they make as they fly
by.
I may not have gone where I intended to go, but I think I have ended
up where I intended to be.
« Last Edit: 19 Sep, 2005, 11:44:57 by spiros »
I can live everywhere in the world, but it must be near an airport -and a pharmacy, I would add.
Δεν είναι ο ύπνος της λογικής που γεννάει τέρατα, αλλά ο άγρυπνος ορθολογισμός που πάσχει από αϋπνίες.
