My sister may need some counseling, as she has some of the strangest ideas.
I dream of Jeannie executives decided long ago that the general public wasn’t smart enough to realize that blinking actually doesn’t transcend the space-time continuum, yet they persisted in their endeavors and sold millions of dollars worth of advertising. Strangely, none of the products advertised on the show had anything to do with NASA, even though most of our innovations come from dreamers that dream about science. It was all magic, Sissy. She really couldn’t blink men around.
I like your new blankets, but cameras are designed to increase their molecular charge over time, and thank God you didn’t take 7 pictures, as you would have been sucked into a vortex.
Never, ever think about Yoga, let alone a history of journaling about it. It’s the hardest standing still that one will ever do, and you don’t go anywhere. You don’t even look like you go anywhere, like on a treadmill.
I was hungry, but then your dog licked you in your mouth. Imagine what he had just been licking. Ew! Not hungry anymore.
On the physics of drilling, to expound upon your idea, I’m not certain why we haven’t just build a tunnel straight through the core of the earth. You could stand next to the edge and someone malicious could push you in, then when you get to the center, you’d just boing, boing, boing back and forth until you hovered right in the middle, with everyone else who fell in.
Before we send the inmates to the moon, let’s consider placing a 2 foot thick layer of glitter in the moon’s orbit, then before we release the inmates, we would spray them with 3M adhesive spray. We could call them Moonaments.
Please clarify. Is ‘chock’ English or Metric?