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We sat opposite each other on the Red Line. She was petite, brunette, with a subtle beauty that catches the eye. I was smitten. I cast occasional glances her way, careful to look away before she caught me, until she did. My smile was answered with one of her own. Her eyes darted around the rumbling subway car as I stole yet another look and we flirted silently, until we eventually reached my stop. As I departed the train and walked down the platform, I felt a tap on my arm. Could it be? And as I turned, yes, it was her, not only the same stop but she wanted to speak to me! Shy men wait their lives for an event such as this. Thoughts of courtship, unbridled passion, nestbuilding and even children quickly ran through my mind as I faced her. "Yes?", I asked. "Dolphins on Pluto eat pond sludge", she said. And with that she smiled and wandered away to find a seat on the nearest bench and await the next train....

I haven't owned a television for several years now. I know, I'm weird. I had to get rid of the my TV because if I have a TV I'll...well....watch it! All the time. I mean, I'd eventually have to get a feeding tube IV and be cathatarized. The other reason I can't own a TV is commercials. When I was in 8th grade, I was taught, as part of my multimedia class, about nefarious techniques used by advertisers. You know, bait and switch; food design in ad layouts; that sort of thing. Being an already cynical youth, and one of reasonable intelligence, I jumped on this like syrup on pancakes. Every advertisement became an exercise in 'spot the bullshit' for me and I became very good at it. For me, advertising, particularly TV advertising, is an exercise in being insulted. Because advertising is generally very insulting. At least to me it is. I often wonder about most other people because advertising clearly works. Companies spend millions of dollars doing ...

I had another in a series of aggravating experiences yesterday. 'Series' is probably not the correct word, since I've been having this same bad experience, with increasing frequency for the past several years. Now, you might imagine that I was about to describe having a tooth filled, or being a pall bearer at a funeral and dropping the casket, or having the new assistant at the doctor's office dig around repeatedly for 10 minutes looking for a vein from which to draw blood. But I'm not. No, the aggravating experience I've been having has been in just trying to open things that I buy. That's it. Just trying to open things. Used to be, you bought a bag of chips, grabbed the top of the bag on either side and pulled and whammo! the top seam opened and it was crunch time. Buy a record album, quick run along the open side of the jacket to split the plastic, pull the rest of the plastic off and it's off to happy tunes land. Nowadays, you grab a bag of c...

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I read an article yesterday about a rock formation in Arches National Park in Utah (and yes it was an arch) collapsing. Apparently this rock arch was a popular sight in the park for generations. Presumably these formations were formed by erosion of the rock, mostly by water I would think, over millions of years. The final death blow was caused by further erosion, I'm guessing from rain, wind, and possibly chemicals in the atmosphere. Ever wonder what it might have been like to be there the very second that the arch fell? Or when a big hunk of ice shears off of a glacier (or these days the Arctic Ice). I was wondering if there were other arches in the Arches National Park. I'm guessing there are. I wonder how many of those will go in the next few years. Can you imagine if they all fell at once? Now that would be something! And what would happen to the park? Would people no longer go to the Park to hike around if there were no arches, just some new piles of pretty red ...

Living in the city affords one many opportunities to see interesting architecture. But I'm not talking about new architecture, or even classic architecture. Actually, I'm not talking about architecture at all, but it was a good opener. I'm talking about buildings. I live in a city that's been around for a while, so there's a lot of old buildings that have been repurposed again and again over the years. In the old days though, they often marked buildings so that you can tell when they were built. In newer buildings (by that I mean buildings from the last 30 years or so) there may not be so many discrete date plaques or whatever, but you can sometimes tell from the shape of a building or some other indicator its relative age or original purpose. I you really pay attention to these things you can sometimes get an interesting archeological perspective on run of the mill buildings you walk past everyday. I'll list a few from my neighborhood so you can see wha...

We live in a fast paced, technologically fascinating world. When you think about it, it's really incredible how far we've advanced in some ways (I'm talking about technology here) and how much of that advancement has occurred in the relatively near past. If you think about it, a human being's day to day life didn't really change that much between pre-Egytpian days and about the late 1800s. I'm talking about the down and dirty details of day to day living. If you took a person from 1500 b.c. and 1500 a.d they both lived a short life span, were probably dirty most of the time, defecated in a hole in the ground, had a good chance of dying from a plethora of diseases which have been eradicated today, didn't get enough to eat, were probably exploited by some government, chuch or both...well, you get the picture. The details of their lives just were that much different. Now in the past 100 and some odd years, things are amazingly different in many ways. In 1...