Total Drek

Or, the thoughts of several frustrated intellectuals on Sociology, Gaming, Science, Politics, Science Fiction, Religion, and whatever the hell else strikes their fancy. There is absolutely no reason why you should read this blog. None. Seriously. Go hit your back button. It's up in the upper left-hand corner of your browser... it says "Back." Don't say we didn't warn you.

Sunday, May 29, 2005

Scene from an Airport...

The Setting: An airport baggage claim where a small boy, perhaps at the tender age of 11, is playing on a luggage carousel. He hangs his buttocks precariously over the sliding metal plates of the belt. Eventually he settles onto the device, riding a distance on the interlaved steel plates. His parents look on unconcerndedly. Nearby Drek and his sainted girlfriend (MSGf) watch and wait for their bags.

Drek: You know what the best kind of selection is?

MSGf: What?

Drek: Natural selection.

Yep, folks, we've returned from our trip. You can look forward to a resumption of my blogging just as soon as I get around to it.

And isn't THAT just an informative promise?


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