Lagniappe: an unserious blog
morning commute, proceeding up 17th street
Slim: It's a good thing you don't have psychic powers.
Me: Why's that?
Slim: 'Cause the drivers in the cars in front of you would be swerving off the road or having their heads explode.
Me: Maybe my psychic powers are more subtle. Maybe I'm giving them extremely painful and slow-to-develop cancer that will strike them later.
Slim: I don't think so. If your psychic powers could give people cancer, you're a profit-maximizer and would use the power to cure cancer.
Me: But perhaps my psychic abilities are limited and entropic only.
Slim: ...
Me: There, I've wrapped rings around you logically.
Shakespeare, mildly updated
Dude, she is mine own,
And I as rich in having such a jewel
As twenty seas, if all their sand were pearl,
The water nectar and the rocks pure gold.
He taught construction workers to mix cement
Another North Korean tourism account. Though I can frankly believe that Jimmy Carter "once said Kim Il Sung was greater than Washington, Jefferson and Lincoln combined."