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"Some lives are more unlikely than others."

"...Very well, Richard; at what point from the freshly fertilized ovum to the mature zygote now named 'Richard' did self-awareness enter the picture? Answer me. Don't dodge it and, please, no silly remarks."

I still thought it was a silly question but I tried to give it a serious answer. "Very well. I have always been self-aware."

"A serious answer. Please!"

"Gwen-Hazel, that answer is as serious as I can make it. So far as I know I have lived forever and have been self-aware the whole time. All this talk about things that went on before 2133 -- the alleged year of my alleged birth -- is just hearsay and not very convincing. I go along with the gag to keep from annoying people or getting funny looks. And when I hear astronomers talk about the world being created in a big bang eight or sixteen or thirty billion years before I was born -- if I was born; I don't recall it -- that's a horse laugh. If I was not alive sixteen billion years ago, then there was nothing at all. Not even empty space. Nothing. Zero with no rim around it. The universe in which I exist cannot exist without me in it. So it's silly to talk about the date I became self-aware; time started when I did, it stops when I do. All clear? Or shall I draw you a diagram?"

"All clear on most points, Richard. But you are wrong about the date. Time did not start in 2133. It started in 2063. Unless one or the other of us is a golem."

Every time I have a go at solipsism something like this happens. "Honey, you're cute. But you are a figment of my imagination. Ouch! I told you to stop that."

"You have a lively imagination, darling. Thanks for thinking me up..."

-- Robert A. Heinlein, The Cat Who Walks Through Walls

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The only thing keeping you alive is the pressure of the tractor.

Yesterday I saw what looked like a juvenile red tailed hawk on the side of the road, trying to make off with roadkill. The roadkill may or may not once have been a pheasant.

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Today, driving in approximately the same place, I straddled the remains of what had been a pheasant's head. It may or may not have been the same dinner the hawk enjoyed yesterday.

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On the same road, I saw a transformer on a pole that had been painted like a bucket of KFC.
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Fuck Apple.

Here I am, thinking that maybe with the release of the iTouch (c'mon, touch screen and a dirty name?!) I might actually plunk down the exorbitant amount of cash and get myself an iPod. That's right. I have never owned and (now) will never own that iconic little music box.
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Probably something I ate.

Meme time! Ganked from twaingirl

Rules:
Step 1. Put your playlist on random.
Step 2. Post the first line from the first 25 songs that play, no matter how embarrassing.
Step 3. Strike out the songs when someone guesses correctly. NO GOOGLING.

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I did have to cheat a little -- some songs that popped up were so obscure they would never be guessed, or the first lines were not clear enough to be heard. Also, sometimes I added the second line in, too, as the first was too short or not enough information. As well, some songs have two or more answers, as the version I listen to is a cover or a remix.






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    Playlist!