Ok, the aliens have made contact, and you’ve been so helpful they’ve offered you the opportunity travel and explore the universe with them. You go for it, and begin a journal of your adventures and observations.
What do you lose interest in fastest? What is commonplace enough in an alien universe that you no longer pay attention to it?
The hotels. They just don’t offer the services I’m accustomed to. The looooooooooooooooooong commutes are a major yawn as well. To say nothing of the fact that I can’t even buy my favourite magazines at the spaceport. And, my calling card doesn’t even work. Fuck!
Their women are, to put it mildly, extraterrestrial. I find their fashions interesting, but their tiny green bodies underneath them, not interesting. Not to mention the buggy eyes and the tenticles.
Meh, don’t even get me started. I wanna go home!
Whats wrong with tentacles???
Could be great for the ladies, I imagine. but personally they creep me to the max. Eyes belong in one’s head, not spazzing out across the endless blue. Plus, when you get there, ha, just try to tell the taxi driver where you’re going. Don’t even ask.
I would say just flying around in deep space would get pretty boring. I find looking up at the stars at night fascinating and would absolutely love to be able to fly in a spaceship and look out the window and see millions of stars in every direction. But after a while, I’m sure that would get kinda dull, since the universe is homogenous and looks the same in every direction.
Those damn hydrogen atoms.
One proton
One electron
every single time.
Like they got no imagination.
Well, the color green would probably get pretty boring after a while.
The damn oxygen canisters. Nobody else bothers to change them, but everyone wants to breathe, right? So who has to schlep down to environmental control all the time to change the canisters and filters? Do you know what gets in those filters? Everything! All your broken-off hair and dead skin, mixed with whatever else is floating around. Gross. No wonder no one else wants to do it.
Zathras will change the filters. No one asks Zathras if he needs help, but when it comes time to save the galaxy, Zathras is everyone’s friend. Zathras will die in obscurity, but that is Zathras’ lot in life.
I’ve never used the words “boring” and “universe” in the same sentence, and never will.
Except for that one.
Actually it turns out the Universe is beige.
Wow, MEBuckner, that is boring.
The universe is very repetitive.