On Mars the Jabra water is always chilled, the women have no navels and no clothes and your best friend is 14 feet tall with four arms and green skin. You can open up a hot dog stand but don't expect the customers to come when the Earth blows itself up.
Once when I was in a foul mood I told my daughter we were going to move to Mars. I told her that once we got there I'd turn around and say "We're not Earth people anymore. We're Martians now."
She had your number...hilarious. She understood the complexities of interplanetary travel and the challenges of living on the red planet. Happy you taught her to read now?
I forever stand vigilant to protect this planet from the myriad of forces that are always against us. Be it the octopus, zombies, aliens or the robots my team of human agents, and our feline allies, circle the globe in a never ending struggle for human freedom.
I learn all I can on every subject that interests me. I especially enjoy ancient history because in the past there are valuable lessons to be found. Also, if I ever get my time machine to work properly, it would be good to know a bit about possible destinations and what to expect when I get there.
I greatly appreciate beautiful design. Be it manufactured or found naturally I am fascinated by the process of invention. I am attracted to the unique, the strange, the haunted. I like to share what I find on this blog.
And not let us forget the 'Cephalopod Menace' who, if allowed to, would wrap their tentacles around all that is good and pure in this life and crush it until it remained no more. They are creatures of pure spite. Hate is all they know. Death is all they do. They are our most ruthless and determined enemy.
So we fight. Selena has the celebrity contacts, the cat is ruthless and without pity, Roosevelt's ghost has the experience and I do the wetwork.
Fighting for the future of the planet doesn't have to be a chore, however. We can take the time to appreciate all that is cool in this world even as we cut the octopus into bite sized chunks.
This is the reason there has always been and must forever be, a Cave of Cool. Be sure to wipe your feet before you enter.
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On Mars the Jabra water is always chilled, the women have no navels and no clothes and your best friend is 14 feet tall with four arms and green skin. You can open up a hot dog stand but don't expect the customers to come when the Earth blows itself up.
Once when I was in a foul mood I told my daughter we were going to move to Mars. I told her that once we got there I'd turn around and say "We're not Earth people anymore. We're Martians now."
She said "That is just so you, Dad."
She had your number...hilarious. She understood the complexities of interplanetary travel and the challenges of living on the red planet. Happy you taught her to read now?
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