It most certainly is.
Well, they never lived up to their promise, but I don’t think they are to blame for not finding ET
Snacks getting discontinued-The Committee, hard at work.
I made the right choice, but I wonder what how my life would have turned out had I decided to go work in Antarctica.
It would have been a shit job with shitty pay, but… hmmm.
The Universe is truly vast and sparsely populated with planets.
Think how long it’s going to take us to visit the planets within just our Solar System…
I wonder what my life would have been like if I’d been different. I wonder why people can’t just be kind and get along. I wonder what death feels like. I wonder how life would have turned out if certain (personal) things hadn’t happened. I wonder if I should have done more for my mother in her last year of life. Sometimes, I wonder too much, and I get upset about wondering.
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I wonder what the simple folks do.- ‘Camelot’
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I wonder who wrote the book of love. - ‘The Monotones’
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I wonder how my life would have gone if I hadn’t gotten married.
I wonder what my life would have been like if Vietnam hadn’t come along and disrupted the path I was on. I likely would have stayed with the girl I had at the time and been miserable, for one. I also wouldn’t have gone to the places I went to or seen the things I’ve seen in the world. No regrets there.
Like someone else above, I do wonder what my father was like. He left us when I was too young to remember him and never bothered to contact me over the years.
I wonder what happened when ancient sailors wound up in new places, how they established that they were there for peace or trade or exploration or whatever, how they explained themselves to the natives who didn’t speak their language, etc.
I wonder how I got to be mumblety years old without hearing about the Zorba musical written by Kander and Ebb! Kander and Ebb!
I wonder how that ant, who clung to my windshield the other day and traveled with me for 10 miles or so, is now doing in his new area. Sorry I had to move you, little bro; hope your kids are not all “where’s Daddy?”
mmm
I wonder what “all of our thoughts are misgiven” means. Ooh, it makes me wonder.
I wonder why so many people just don’t say what they mean.
I wonder what’s going on for the one person on the planet who has it worse than everyone else.
Yeah, yeah, I know it’s subjective. But I feel for people out there experiencing the worst of the worst.
“I can’t look at the stars, they make me wonder where you are…”
RIP Daddy
The king is wishing he was fishing tonight.
Everyone knows that.
Clovenhoof is the first of a series of novels where Satan is fired from his gig running hell and sent to live in Birmingham, England. Considering this an enormous downgrade he launches himself off of a five-story carpark but still being immortal, merely puts a big dent in the car he landed on.
“Where am I?”
“Birmingham.”
“Shit.”
In Scotland, no less.
“What songs the Syrens sang, or what name Achilles assumed when he hid himself among women, although puzzling questions are not beyond all conjecture.”
– Sir Thomas Browne
To be honest, as I get older, I wonder what exactly is going through some people’s minds nowadays. I too often feel like I’m on Bizarro Earth, though that would at least be consistent and predictable.
I wonder why sushi makes me crave ice cream.
I wonder how the answer ‘42’ was derived.
Lucy
I think there’s more to it than that.
I’m someone who’s been overweight/obese my entire life, and have recently lost about 50-60 lbs on GLP-1 inhibitors.
For me at least, it’s a lot less the GI slowing or the lessening of hunger, as it’s whatever the mental effects are that reduce what’s called “food noise”. My suspicion is that in some of us, the same addiction circuitry that gets activated for alcoholics or tobacco users (to name a couple) gets activated for food.
I mean, it used to be that I thought about food a lot of the time, and smelling it/seeing it meant that I would often go snack or eat because it was on my mind and available. And I’d often overeat because I enjoyed eating, not because I was actually hungry.
GLP-1 inhibitors pretty much killed that sort of thing. I can walk by an open bag of chips and just walk by. I don’t have to go have any at all, never mind taking the bag with me. I can just stop eating at a restaurant when I feel like I’ve had enough; there’s not the urge to eat it all. Doesn’t matter what I’m eating, or anything like that.
The best way I can describe it is that now it’s wholly my conscious choice, my body/unconscious mind isn’t screaming that I need to eat that NOW, and it’ll be so good, etc… It’s very much a take-it or leave-it type situation, where it wasn’t like that in the past at all.
The other effects are welcome- it’s nice to get full earlier and stay full longer, as well as just not get hungry at all. But it’s the lack of “food noise” that is the biggest thing.
It’s NOT a willpower thing, except in that maybe if you’re lucky, you can have that Navy SEAL style grit and willpower to consciously monitor what and how much you eat for every meal, every day of your life in order not to overeat. Most people don’t have to do that- their feedback mechanisms work correctly, and they can just stop when they feel like it. But some of us would have to do that, and it’s extremely exhausting. I have actually lost weight the long way back in about 2002, and it was a primary activity of mine, and once I got distracted with graduate school, I started gaining weight back.