January 24, 2006
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Welcome! Please take off your shoes and put them on the mat. I just washed the floor in here.
If my imagination can transport myself thousands of light years into the obscure realms of space to gaze at the beauty of a spiraling galaxy, then what do the constraints of reality even matter?
The Campfire
Amid all this political chatter about Intelligent Design, evolution, and abortion, why not revisit the debate of the ages? Girls vs. Boys?
Well, a midnight campfire experience has established my conception that there is no edge for either side. Let’s review the evidence:
While the girls observe, the boys overzealously constuct the campfire. For firewood the boys travel 300 meters away empty-handed and come back with armfuls of logs. Only later would the inane pack of males discover that there were copious stacks of logs for the firepit only about 10 meters away. Girls 1, Boys 0
Ever seen a dog repeatedly shock itself by trying to escape an electric fence? Or have you seen a fish that incessantly rams into the glass of its tank trying to swim away? Surely such pitiful animals could be this nonsensical, but humans are masters of the earth, so we can figure out smarter things to do. But not if your a guy. Apparently looking at the fire is not enough for a male. We must try and manipulate the fire into every possible situation of gaining burns, scars, pains, sparks, and wounds. What sort of lovely items shall we try to swing through or burn in the fire: hands, hoodies, and 6-inch-sticks? Brilliant! Girls 2, Boys 0
Alas, could the boys be their own downfall? Actually, now that we have established a heavy level of evidence revealing the unintelligence of the boys, we must rule that any other creature (the girls) that would choose to attend a campfire with such a brigande of idiots must also be idiots as well. Girls 2, Boys 1
‘Twas a chilly night, and quite suitable for a fire. The boys, of course, had no trouble experiencing the magnificent heat of the fire, but how were the girls faring? Seated just outside the radius of the campfire’s heat offering are the girls, complaining about the freeze in the night air. Remarked a boy: “Why not move closer to the campfire?” In response, the girls simply shook their heads. It was sort of confusing, and it took a moment for the mind to accept such a frustrating reality. Here were people (girls) who were cold, and they are within the vicinity of a warm campfire, and not only do they refuse to utilize the fire’s purpose by moving a smidge closer, but they argue about the weather? Irrationality is so very irritating. Girls 2, Boys 2.
The girls forgot to bring marshmellows. Boys 3, Girls 2.
Then again, the guys forgot too. Boys 3, Girls 3.
And thus, the campfire battle of stupidity and feeblemindedness was over. Who won? The fire. Fire usually wins. I am almost lead to believe that fire leads to the decline in IQ for the human race.
I suppose firemen are the enlightened individuals who have the ability to retain their mental capacity in the face of fire.
So long. Have a fair evening but yet a better life.
Comments (9)
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thanks a bunch, phil.
hahaha.
Okay…you seriously need to get a new picture.
I can’t read your deep and moving midnight thoughts with that creepy cat staring at me.
Dude, boys win! let me tell you why…..that stack of firewood 10 feet away was all wet!!!
A great night I must say, read my new entry, it explains better. And btw, how late where u guys there till?
And yea, it’s time to unveil your new pic for your site here…..it’s on my phone…
Phil, it seems like you were trying to make up some of those points for the boys- we’re not idiots! we suggested my house, which was warm
and the seats and blankets were better than being by the fire! … girls are better than guys.
no fair. the girls definately should have won. you forgot that a certain few boys went running around with a limited amount of clothes on while the girls ((knowing much better than that)) sat contently around the fire. that would leave girls 4, boys 3
girls always win
and indeed i love to munch. munching on light? mmm i might just have to try it. good idea
it would appear the general reasoning for the girls = “girls are better than guys” and “girls always win.” very convicting evidence if you ask me.
oh come on phil. dont you agree natural is better??? eh eh?
i like my brown hair.
we are having another campfire? i’ll remember the marshmallows this time then! (maybe the girls will get more points)
i like how you told mr. dempsey that venture owns our ap euro class .. haha .. he is an intermediate state after death for expiatory purification…/purgatory. i am still trying to understand what it means.