\u2022 If I owned a piece of land that jutted out into the water but had no place where a boat could land, I would call it Moot Point.<\/p>\n
\u2022 His casual pleasure is my extravagance.\u00a0 My sense of necessity is lost on you.<\/p>\n
\u2022 We can live in a culture of violence, or we can choose something else.<\/p>\n
\u2022 Readers of The 100 Billionth Person<\/a> may have already suspected this: I do not exist between blog posts.\u00a0 That’s right.\u00a0 Minutes after each post, I suddenly evaporate into a quantum nothingness and only re-materialize days later when the universe reaches a point of critical boredom.<\/p>\n \u2022 Do you know what’s really awful about questions that are left hanging?<\/p>\n \u2022 I have not been and never will be a season-ticket-for-the-orchestra kind of guy.<\/p>\n \u2022 By the time I finally decide to start sending text messages, everyone else will have phones with implants that transmit audio and video messages directly to the brain.\u00a0 Texting will be as outdated as The Tea Party is now.\u00a0 The only life form that will understand and respond to r u ok<\/em> will be an oak.<\/p>\n \u2022 There are two kinds of people in this world: those who kill spiders they find in their homes and those who let them go unless the spiders are really big or ugly, then they turn into the first kind of people.<\/p>\n \u2022 Shooting firearms for sport is an activity that satisfies man’s prehistoric hunger to launch projectiles.\u00a0 I would not be surprised if men at the shooting range were found to salivate upon seeing that first bullet hit the target (that would be an interesting study<\/a>).\u00a0 There are far less violent ways for men to set an object in motion and follow its trajectory toward a target.\u00a0 Here I would suggest golf.\u00a0 In golf, unlike shooting, the projectile doesn’t create a hole — it quietly falls into a hole that is already there.\u00a0 Eventually.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" \u2022 If I owned a piece of land that jutted out into the water but had no place where a boat could land, I would call it Moot Point. \u2022 His casual pleasure is my extravagance.\u00a0 My sense of necessity … Continue reading