Tuesday, September 16, 2014

25 oz Bud Light Lime can

I was looking at this picture of the universe that is my desktop background and realized that I must be looking at (the light representing) hundreds of billions of stars, and among those, there's gotta be life, easily in a few thousand planets or so.

So I'm thinking to myself, we need to be able to talk to each other. We have to speed up the number of computer engineers and physicists we produce in order to get to work on harnessing quantum computational powers for instantaneous communication with other galaxies. Why is futuristic progress going so slow?

By the way that's not me on the paddle board, but I am about to take the brunt of a 7-8 ft. wave. Which is easy when you're body surfing cuz you just duck under it. And just try not to think about sharks more than 30% of the time.


  1. Establishing communications with an alien race has the possibility of being a bad thing. They might reply back saying that all our base are belong to them.

  2. That's fine; so long as life can't actually travel at the speed of light, they will never get to us.

  3. Giant, hyper-intelligent lampreys may have learned how to create and navigate wormholes. If so, we're done. They'll suck our insides out until we're all flat and deflated like spent toothpaste tubes, and then they'll steal all our wares.