Went to a party last night. I am not much of a partier, though, since I usually don’t drink, but still had a good time. My buddy Cthulhubob was dapper as usual in a turquoise suit. Wish I had gotten a picture of that . . . I am getting my story ready to send out tomorrow. I am excited to see what they think of it. Wish me luck!
You know, on the History Channel they werejust talking about the Big Bang as being the most mysterious single unknown in science. I guess I agree. It is indeed mysterious. Now, I like asking questions as much as the next guy, but for me, how everything came into being just isn’t very important. Too many people are caught up in worrying about how we came about, and why. I just don’t really care. I don’t care if someone made me, or what their plans might be for me (this is certainly convenient, since I don’t believe there is any such being).
Maybe if fewer people worried about how and why we are here, and focused on how to treat each other well, the world would be a better place.
Hope you’re not too pissed off. Okay, so I don’t care of you are. Whatever you’re feeling, let me know.