From West Coast Jacksonian Head - Office
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My freaking footprint is 7.9 hectares = 19.52 acres. Time to stop
driving, riding in jet planes, and eating animals with eyeballs.
Slopped by sarcasmus at 7:50 AM
“…it’s hard to resist your own substance, you’d like to stop all this, give yourself time to think about it and listen without difficulty to your heartbeat, but it’s too late for that. This thing can never stop. This enormous steel box is on a collision course; we, inside it, are whirling madly with the machines and the Earth. All together, along with the thousands of little wheels and hammers that never strike at the same time, that make noises which shatter one another, some so violent that they release a kind of silence around them, which makes you feel a little better. You give into noise as you give in to war. As the machines you let yourself go with the two three ideas that are wobbling about at the top of your head. And that’s the end. From then on everything you look at, everything you touch is hard. And everything you still manage to remember more or less becomes as rigid as iron and loses its savor in your thoughts.” Celine, Journey to the End of the Night
“It’s not that I like the empire—I hate it—but there’s nothing I can do about it right now.” Luke Skywalker, Star Wars
3 comments:
3.3 planet's for THOD-livin'!!
15 acres for me...3.5 planets. Although I may have fudged a bit on how many miles I ride the bus each week. Ooops. Okay, I'll round up to four.
Question...if I make my baby a ecologically sound person will my acreage go down? ;-) Kidding. Sort of.
I wonder why I got so many planets? And where can I order them? How long does it take to get them and who do I call for technical support? Am I the God of these planets, or do I have to share them? That test doesn't really help you out with the details. Damn 'em. (As I will all the denizens of my five and a half planets!)
((I will be known as Neyzoazb))(That's my secret word verification name. Sounds biblical, if not downright Zoroastrian.)(Or in the case of Antonia Banderas, Zorroastrian. That should be the third in the sequel, thus spake Zorroastru! He enters the bullring, Dunnn, Dunnn, Dunnn....dat-dat-dat-dat-dahhh!)(The first three notes are normal, the last is a Mariachi band flourish.)
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