I just returned from lunch with a few colleagues, and my fortune cookie had this to say:
An alien of some sort will be appearing to you shortly!
What should I do? How do I prepare for this visitation?
You probably already stepped on him and killed him.
(wait --- did he look like a fortune cookie and have a scrap of paper in his tummy? You MONSTER!!!!)
"Hey Capa -- We're only stardust." ~ "Sunshine"
“Pleasure to me is wonder—the unexplored, the unexpected, the thing that is hidden and the changeless thing that lurks behind superficial mutability. To trace the remote in the immediate; the eternal in the ephemeral; the past in the present; the infinite in the finite; these are to me the springs of delight and beauty.” ~ H.P. Lovecraft
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Originally Posted by Edgar
Spamtar - a strange combination of boorish drunkeness and erudite discussions, or what I call "an Irish academic"