|Was this about communism or fascism?|
I can never make up my mind.
I thought about going on about the concept of infinity, and what it truly means to have something go on forever. How in an infinite subset there must in turn be an infinite amount of possibilities of combinations, which in turn means that we should have been killed by now by space aliens.
But no my friends, tonight I do not rant, or wax poetic about infinite probabilities and other mathematical geeky things. Tonight I tell you a story... A story of this man:
Also, he drove a kick ass train around his living room.
|Plus, Demi Moore's boobies...|
So there's that!
|Behold the immortal 4|
|That's right, I'm immortal bitches!|
|A must have for anyones library.|
|I will never die!|
I never wrote him back which was kind of an idiot move on my part. Life moves too fast, and I had other things to worry about, and Joel got moved to the back burner of my life. (Who am I kidding, I got a girlfriend, and sex became way more important than chasing down the immortals.) I never got a chance to thank Joel for the letter, or the awesome times and laughs in my life that he unknowingly created. I never got a chance to thank Judith for actually creating that thrill for me. I found her on facebook recently, and have attempted to add her as a friend, but I doubt she'll remember me. So i decided to write this blog to hopefully spread the word, and who knows. Maybe one of them will see it and know that they are appreciated.
Cheers Joel and Judith!