Showing posts with label despair. Show all posts
Showing posts with label despair. Show all posts

Saturday, February 13, 2010

do i make mistakes in my sleep


Taco Friday: Friday, February 19th


Fully caffeinated, we're back in the saddle. Taco Friday is coming up, and you are warned a full six days in advance. I would usually use this opportunity to describe the next Taco Friday theme, but alas, there is none this week. Just regular nonsense, fueled with the boredom of the past five days and also whiskey.

For those of you who are new to Taco Friday, I am not going to spoil the fun by telling you what the deal is; you've got to find that out on your own. However, I will say that though you may think it so, it is improper to say that the universe is a cruel place; cruelty implies intention. Instead, the universe is as vast in scale as it is in meaninglessness. There are two common reactions to this fact. One of them is Taco Friday, and the other is suicide.

Taco Friday offers not only food for the body, but food for the soul.* Also there is whiskey.



* Souls aren't real things.