Random Thought Thread

Trains operating on a Y-axis are called planes. Your welcome.

 

You mean z axis.

 

Well to be precise they operate on X Y and Z axis's, so technically yes. Just not as well as those that operate in Zero G.

 

According to a statistic that I just made up, 85% of Trump supporters will say "Your Fired" to Barack Obama on his last day in office.

 

Apparently I really like Welsh names.... I keep going to lists for them to choose names for my book.

 

To keep myself entertained on long runs, I have developed several rituals:
- Whenever I run past a street sign, I make a few hooting noises under my breath.
- If I'm wearing blue and it starts to rain, I have the option to rhythmically start repeating "......blue.......blue.......blue" in a slow, melancholy way.
- If I see a pink car drive by, I have a small celebration as soon as it is out of sight. (this one has never actually happened, which makes it extra special.)

I realize these make no sense, but they are a light hearted way to survive the monotony of distance running. (And I'm also probably insane.....but no need to focus on that. )

 

I checked out a thread devoted to finding out how many times one used a given word through out their WIP. Now I thought that was an odd thing, and shared a couple of odd words in count of my own in 157K worth of writing. And no I did not use made up words from an alien language. But since I didn't have the capacity to hunt for a word with a lot more frequency throughout I also threw in a random short story. IDK why, but it seemed a better use of my time than tallying up how often a word appears in my own writings. And I figured it took just as long so, yeah.

 

Got a brain teaser for you.

Hillary Clinton, Donald Trump, and Elmer Fudd are all running in the elections. Daffy Duck becomes the next President Elect in 2016.
How did this happen?

I have been sitting on this for a while now, and at best have a few theories.

 

I'm so.... BORED!

Where is everybody? Entertain me, dammit.

 

Batman: “You know what I'm wondering, Clark? Why do you never kill Lex Luthor? I mean, he's always trying to kill you and generally wreck your day.”

Superman: “I would never commit cold-blooded murder!”

Batman: “Oh, please, as if no one ever got hurt during your battles with the various monsters in Metropolis.”

Superman: “That's the pot calling the kettle black. Why don't you ever kill the Joker?”

Batman: “Because the Joker is an idea ... a personification of pure chaos embodied in a singular being. You cannot kill an idea. Lex Luthor? What does he embody? Some rich guy with hair loss?”

Superman: “...The arrogance of man? How they try to play god with things they know little about?”

Batman: “Oh really??”

Superman: “Well what do you want me to do, huh? Fly over to him and snap his neck? Yeah, real Boy Scout-y of me.”

Batman: “So...why do you never kill him?”

Superman: “Because every deserves a chance, Bruce!”

Batman: “Even those who try to kill you?”

Superman: “Look, I'm not saying it makes sense but...if we're going to make the world a better place, we need to stop reacting with personal vendettas and revenge fantasies. It doesn't solve everything.”

Batman: “That's where you and I disagree...”

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Are you entertained??

 

I just watched a robin defend a dove against a mockingbird. I've never seen cross-species protection like that. It was really... really cool.

 

One time I saw a swarm of ants fighting a swarm of bees. I came back a few days later and there was a pile of dead insects on the ground.

 

I think every guys genitals get itchy sometimes.

 

You ever thought, like, snakes man. What's their deal? (The title does say random )

 

For some reason, that made me think of a parody of the Banana Boat Song that Larry King used to play on his radio show. When the song got to the line, "highly deadly black tarantula", the drummer would throw down his sticks and say, "Whoa! No snakes, man. I'm outta here."

 

I can't use headphones, because I run along the road and need to hear traffic noises. I also kind of like the silence, it's sort of therapeutic actually.

 

I learned in the past couple of days from reading my really old stuff, that I should take on lesson from younger me. Details are a good thing, and man that stuff is side bustingly laughable and cringe worthy.
I mean honestly how ambitious and goofy could I possibly think that it was good. And it is in a way so bad that it is good for a laugh.Seriously what was younger me thinking? Well at least I had all the details, and all the cringe.

 

I have never taken a 'selfie'.

 

Ever had this feeling when you are writing:
Or Just in general.