Wednesday, August 23, 2006
What shall i blog about? My school's ah bengs? No, too risky. They will come after me with butter knives. Tsk! I'm squeezed dry. Thought of an idea, but it is too lame.
Marcus called me a POC. Ya, a peace of crab. By the way crabs are very peaceful . Peaceful to the extent that they only pinch the sand. Why pinch sand? It is becourse they need sand to make nice spherical pearls that ladies where round their necks. I say ladies because i have never seen a man dorn a pearl thingamajig. Unless Anak Krakatoa erupts again and we are able to see a blue moon. Anyway back to my crepes. They can be made easily by using flower, water, egg yolks and a bit of other throw-in. Upon completion, sample a piece of your crepe before serving. You would not want people to die under your natural instinctive culinary skills.
I was wondering, since gamma rays destroy bacteria and other harmful what-not, is it possible to detoxify our rear human waste and make it safe for consumption? Well there is certainly a psychological barrier, if it is proofen possible, due to the appearance of feaces. Just sprinkle a bit of garnish here and there and everywhere, then i'm sure it would lower the barrier by a bit here and there and everywhere. Then people would start buying radioactive sources, with ultra-long half lives, here and there and everywhere to bring on their trips. Let's say their planes crash, or they get lost in the desert, they'll be able to survife on the detoxified human waste. Possible? I'll rather feed on sand and be like a crab that manufactures pearls if i ever get lost in a fruit cocktail dessert.
Shall end here. I have night classes later. What a life. What a life when you study and study and study and ... play a bit. On a more serious note, life is meaningful, if God is close by.
Abel's wise saying: There is something in your skull called a brain, so use it!
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