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Well...good afternoon anyhow.

I don't really have much to say of any local or cosmic importance save my quote-of-the-day:

"The biggest mistake the human race has made was to take itself too seriously."

I came up with that one on my own! Has a nice ring, eh? Just kinda rolls off the tongue? Okay me neither, but still, I think it's the durn truth. If you agree with me, say so. If you don't agree with me, tell me why. But I honestly think the human race takes itself too seriously. I mean, we look really funny naked, we're not particularly well adapted to any environment (save the living room), and compared to most animals of the mammalian persuasion, we're quite bald.

I mean come on, we make fun of animals all the time. Like a so:

I came up with a theory on how God created the duck billed platypus.
One day, god and the angels were chilling up in heaven, doing whatever it is God and the angels do. Well, that silly goose Michael breaks out the reefer and they all have a bitchin' session around the Bong-o'-Heaven.

After the lot of them are sufficiently bleary-eyed, God, in a THC-induced rage of passion says "I Have An Idea!!!"(everything God says is capitilized). The Angels try to pay attention to him, but most of their eyes keep straying to the bowl of party mix on the coffee table.
"We Make A New Animal. For Only Australia.*snicker*It's A Mammal*snicker*BUT IT LAYS EGGS!!!AND IT HAS A BEAK LIKE A DUCK!!" The Angels all laugh, thinking "Man...God is sooooo stoned." So God sets to work and before the angels knew it, there was a baby duckbill platypus sitting on the coffee table.
"Now Here's A Question Guys," God said. "Should It Quack, Or Purr?"

You see? I just made fun of an entire species (not to mention a great deal Judeo-Christian dogma). Now, if Platypuses...platypai? If those weird-a** animals took themselves too seriously, they'd all probably read that and be like. "*sniffle*He's probably right*whine*Life sucks." And then they'd all sign on to the Platypus internet and write on web journals about how much their life sucks...y'know living in Australia with basically no one bothering them. And they'd come up with what they thought we're really meaningful user names like "UsedPlaty666" or "XxPlatypusxX." And they'd write poetry with titles like "Alone" and "My Darkness." But guess what, they don't! They just do their thing, swimming around, laying eggs, and nursing their young. Humans, on the other hand, aren't content with simply serving their basic instincts. Everything needs meaning. Everything is a deep-seated social or psychological construct now.
"Gee, I'm really horny, I need to find a girl."
"No, you only think you need to find a girl. Really it's a social institution in which we are made to believe we need companionship and sexual intercourse with the opposite sex!"
Sheesh! Did these people ever consider that we, like most animals on this planet might have a natural sexual instinct in order to preserve the species? Apparently not. Of course the media uses sex to sell it's product because it's something we need. Same thing with hunger. McDonald's commercials don't need bikini clad women like beer commercials; they have food. We need food, we like food, we want to eat food because, once again, it's necessary for our survival and the survival of the species. Companies that don't sell food use sex. It's all about appealing to instinct. An average male sees a buxom blonde Swede in a halter top holding a pitcher of Coors Light and goes through the perfectly rational and natural logic that associates beer with survival: Coors Light=sex, sex=survival of the species, QED: Coors Light=Survival of the species. Bells go off, said male gets his a** off of the couch, heads down to the local pub and says "one sexy Swede...I mean Coors Light." Does that make it right? No, but it's an explanation, not a justification.

See how one little sentence can unleash a flood of typing?