The DJs on the radio were talking about some kind of time capsule and what they would put in it if they were going to open it up in 100 years or whatever. Most of them were trying to be all worldly and profound and suggested things like books emblematic of the times, a list of states that have legalized gay marriage, blah blah. You know what I would want in there? Beef jerky. There, I said it. First, it's pretty much the perfect food. Low calorie, low fat, high protein, and DELICIOUS. A true staple for the eating disordered. Second, the way I see it, the world is going to be so screwed in 100 years that if we even have cows, we'll probably have to handle their carcasses like toxic waste when they die because of all sorts of pollutants and disease in them (like it's already happening in the arctic: http://www.enn.com/today.html?id=10679). I'm betting a big ass stash of beef jerky would come in handy when I have to get all Mad Max on everyone's asses.
I am so off topic. The point of this post was supposed to be about how I told R we should make a time capsule for like 10 years (i.e. before the apocalypse) and bury it in the backyard under this weird stone birdbath we have back there:
It's hard to see in that picture, but it's there and it's weird and we'd probably unwittingly be digging up some ancient Decatur Indian burial ground or something, but let's be honest, when have I ever let evil spirits get in the way of my good times before? Exactly. So if you have any suggestions of what to put in there, let me know. And don't worry, I already put an USWeekly on the list as a premature memorial to Brit and LaLohan because.. well, you know.
24 July 2007
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment