I did that, I wrote up a few paragraphs, sent it off to my local congressman (I think he was a congressman)… Waited… Waited…
Still waiting…
Never heard back. Nothing.
do dumb people knowthey’re dumb? am i dumb and just dont know it?? do mentally retarded people know they’re mentally retarded? am i mentally retarded??
Sometimes I ponder what it would be like to be somebody very famous. I mean, like waking up in the morning and thinking, “Damn! I’m THE Oprah! I’m the most famous woman in the world!” What would that be like? If virtual reality trips became common, I would be very interested in “being” a famous person, just to walk a mile in their shoes, see what it’s really like. I would suspect it is absolutely nothing like we all think it would be - better and worse in many ways.
(Which is an interesting thing for me to ponder, because I actually have zero interest in becoming famous.)
ponder this…
What if Darth Vader fought Superman.
Would the light saber just bounce off his flesh like bullets?
If Vader reached out with the Force, could he crush the throat of steel?
Damn, Featherlou. That’s frickin’ deep!
I wonder this too sometimes.
How would the world be different if we had ultra supervillains like in comic books? Would Osama Bin Laden be more evil if he wore a green spandex outfit with question marks all over it?
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I must confess, I do that often. I just have a paraniod fear about losing my keys and i just dont put two and two together and think, “Hey, the car’s running, therefore the keys MUST be in the ignition!”
What am I like in the eyes of other people?
Never mind… that’s not odd :o
Not necessarily…especially if it’s not your car.
I ponder how many different shades of green there are–there seem to be a lot more shades of green then of any other color.
I ponder if Hush Puppies are really cool, or if they’re really geeky.
I ponder what the underside of the carpet looks like–and knowing what it probably does, why anyone has carpet in their home.
I ponder why men wear pants when I think they’d be more comfortable in skirts (kilts, sarongs, whatever).
I used to think about one of the sayings for gravity, “what goes up must come down”. When I was a kid I used to wonder if anyone made an object that never came down, what would they say? “What goes up, must come down, most of the time”? And would everyone float away as soon as they made such an object?
Does gravity affect ghosts? And if you can pass through walls, what keeps you from passing through the floor and into the ground? Is a ghost solid except when they will themselves to phase? Or are they in a constant state of phase except when they will themselves to be solid?
Not in my car.
Waaaaaaay back when I lived in Nashville (1997-1998), I went to work one day, worked all day and then left to go home. When I got to my car, it took me a minute to figure out why I couldn’t get the key to unlock the door. The key had broken off in the ignition. Luckily, I had another door key. But now, I can take the keys out of the ignition and leave the car running.
Sometimes I wonder if I will become (in)famous in the future. Then, if I do, how many of the people around me are actually time travellers coming back to see me “when”.
If one set of identical twins gets together with another set of identical twins, will both of their offspring be identical twins, once removed? [ie - cousins, but identical-looking].
My girlfriend asked me this one last night in bed while I was trying to sleep. I couldn’t answer her because I have no idea. Someone wanna tell me?
Where are all the Snowdens of yesteryear?
[Michael’s Mind]
What does human flesh taste like? Why do I want to know? Do I want to know? What’s wrong with asking this? What would the others think if I posted this? What -
Glances at poster on the wall
God but Blazing Saddles was funny.
[/Michael’s Mind]
Do colors look the same to you as they do to me? If I could see what you call red, would it look blue to me? Would my red look green to you? Do we have the same names for the same colors but those colors look different to each of us but we don’t know it because we all call them the same names?
Look, that dog has a puffy tail! Here, Puff! Here, Puff! Hee-hee-hee-hee!!!
If two brothers marry two sisters, the offspring are known as “double cousins”. I too have wondered what you get if the parents were identical twins. Identical cousins?
:: wanders off singing something about Crepes Suzette ::
:: wanders back in to say::
Every time I see a car that is the same make, model, approximate year and color as my car, I check the license plate to make sure it isn’t actually my car. Then I look long and hard at the driver to make sure it isn’t me. One day it will be; THEN what will I do?
That’s weird! I’ve wondered the same thing for years!
Great minds ponder alike.