You Hitchhiker's Guide To the Galaxy fans out there may remember that the Answer to The Ultimate Question Of Life, the Universe and Everything is "42."
A number produced using the hypercomputer, Deep Thought, after a very long computation time (7.5 million years).
Well today I have reached that magic number.
So in the coming year I hope to obtain the knowledge, the wisdom, and the solutions to all of life's conundrums that have up until this point eluded me...
What is the meaning of life?
Does God exist?
Why is there suffering in the world?
Is the addition of Johan Santana enough to give the NY Mets a World Series win this year?
and...What the hell was Elliot Spitzer thinking?
I will keep you posted as the kernels of wisdom begin to force their way to the surface in this my 42nd year.
I suggest you check back frequently as this blog evolves into the oracle of knowledge that it is destined to become...
(of course, with a plethora of kitty pictures, cute kid videos, and blasphemous cartoons thrown in to keep the mood light...and because I just can't help myself...)
6 comments:
HAPPY BIRTHDAY MOCAT!!!!!!
Two days late....WAAAAAA!
Happy Birthday to You!
As to what Eliot Spitzer was thinking -- my friend Derek assured me recently, as a male, that men have enough blood circulating in their bodies to supply their brains or their dicks, but not both at once.
Hey, MoCat, happy answer to everything birthday.
I celebrated a birthday just before yours and two other of my blogging buds had birthdays this week. Is there something about being a Pisces that makes us blog deep thoughts about God? (Or shallow thoughts about other stuff?)
Found you via Eileen. Happy Birthday month! (Why limit it to a day if you can milk it for more?)
Happy Birthday to you, Mocat. I'm late, too.
About turning 42 and the wisdom, and knowledge, and solutions to all of life's problems that will come with it, I'd just say, don't over-expect. Not that I want to be a wet blanket or anything. ;o)
Happy Birthday MoCat and I hope that the wisdom of age overtakes you and settles in. It hasn't yet found me, I'm afraid. (61 and still hoping!)
I'm really late, but would like to point out that I hit that magic number exactly a week later. Feels good, no?
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