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First published: Aug. 22, 2005, 11:12 p.m. MDT
Last edited: Aug. 22, 2005, 11:12 p.m. MDT

Trip to bear lake

I was talking to someone the other day and it reminded me of a story of when I was little that I thought was awesome, so I'm telling it. Hah.

When I was like, 3 or 4, I had never seen a pacifier before, so when I saw the neighbor girl who was younger than me sucking on one, I was incredibly confused as to where the apple juice was coming from. Because all little things like that contained apple juice. My baby bottle had apple juice.
So the question I had to figure out was where the apple juice was coming from. I immediately decided that it couldn't just be spontaneously appearing in the pacifier, as that was impossible. But then I started to think about where apple juice comes from usually, and it occurred to me that since apple juice came from apples in apple trees, perhaps if the entire world were to suddenly start just making apple juice 24/7, the world would have a net export of apple juice. It sounded plausable, and so I decided that maybe this pacifier had a little planet in it on which all the little people who lived there had the solitary goal of creating apple juice. But then I realized that was unfair to those little people, as they would probably want to do other things, and have fun. That and there would need to be people making them food, and there would also need to be a sun in there to give the little apple trees light, etc. At about that point I gave up and decided I didn't understand how the mysterious pacifier worked.

I remember this chain of thought quite vividly.

Last weekend I went with my family to Bear Lake. Pretty freaking awesome time, I have to say.
Though, the trip up I got confused about my dad's directions, and ended up quite surprised when I found myself in Preston Idaho.
It wasn't all for waste though. My indication that I was in fact, in Preston, where, incidentally, they filmed Napoleon Dynamite, was when I saw the gas station from one of the Napoleon Dynamite deleted scenes. There it was. La Tienda! Or whatever. So I turned around.

I ended up driving back down with not only a bike in my car, but a windsurfer, extra tanness, extra sand, and less tiredness. I'm going to miss my awesome car. I guess technically it's a minivan, but it's so much more useful than most cars.

With compliments to [info]laguna72, it would be funny if someone came up with some way of having quantum slacks. They could have 4 states. On, off, both, or neither.