Greenland is made of ice and Iceland is very nice.
That is a saying that I got out of a movie called the Mighty Ducks 2 to help me remember for any test that may ask, the Vikings, in order to take the land that was geographically favorable to their agricultural endeavors, misnamed both countries purposely. Know why? Cuz dey iz smart.
Yes, yes. Smart. Intelligent. Did I really just call a group of smelly frizzy bearded lumbering and plundering giants academically inclined?
Don't worry. I was only kidding. They were not actually considered smart. Well, at least I think they weren't...
And, sadly, no opportunity has come up that I would ever need to use that phrase. I just say it sometimes because it has a nice ring to it.
From an analytical point of view one may find that this entry so far is rather pointless and unnecessary, and I would have to very much agree.
So, instead, in the hopes of making this blog a little less pointless (but still mostly pointless), i shall talk about a thought I had about the human race.
The human race would surely die if we weren't so smart.
There. There it is. My thought on the species of people. Laid out, in cold, hard computer print.
And it's true. Could you outrun a cheetah? Nope. Nobody can.
Could you outfight a tiger? Probably not.
But we have guns, cars, and other ways to make sure we are the dominant species on this planet.
Right next to my right hand lies a pair of lime green scissors with gray trimmings. And right next to that is a little container of party toothpicks in a variety of fun colors. Next to the scissors and closest to my laptop is my work schedule, which says I work next Tuesday from 4:30 to 8.
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