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A Plea to My Friends

You know what is really unlikely? Super heroes. I just can’t imagine that there are people out there who can fly, or who have super strength, or can make stuff explosive just by having a Cajun accent.

But as unlikely as it is that there are super heroes, it’s even MORE unlikely that someone who is a best friend of mine is a super hero, and willing to tell me. Because you know what? Those super heroes are really protective of their identities. They struggle to decide if telling their best friend or romantic interest is a good idea. It could endanger the person they confide, it could endanger the super him or herself. Really, it’s a tough decision.

Beyond those in my group of friends – maybe there’s a shy super hero out there doing some cool stuff and he/she is keeping it on the down low to avoid detection.

Guess what though, folks. I know someone who is really good at keeping a secret. That someone is me.

Go ahead, email me, call me (if you have my number – or maybe one of your powers is an ability to sense people’s phone numbers – I don’t know). Lay it on me.

“Hey … got a minute?”
“Sure, what’s up? / Long time no talk! / Who is this? / How did you appear in my bedroom, and why are you wearing a skin tight outfit?”

Look at that. Look at how I am there, for you, my super hero friend. Lay it on me. So please, friends, I beg of you, I am pleading!, feel free to confide in me. It’d be super cool.

Unrelated side note: If you want to call me and you pretend to be a super hero but then just talk about emotions I’ll be really annoyed.

Xenophobic, AND Fun!

You know what’s kind of xenophobic, but also kind of fun? I’ll tell you!

Go to Google Translate (a great tool) and type a phrase in your native language, then in the other box pick a language to translate it to.

As you type the translation will show up, and for the majority of languages a little icon will appear that says out loud your phrase in the other language. What fun!

Now, here’s where the xenophobia comes into play.

Type a simple phrase like, “I have a doctorate in giving hugs.”

Then play the phrase in another language. Then another language. Then ANOTHER language! Why? To see which language makes things sound like threats!

You could even mix it up with a James Bond-type phrase, “So we meet again. This time, I assure you, the pleasure will be all mine.”

And, for good measure, go for something weird, “The dinosaurs are here, and they look hungry. Where’s grandma?”

NASA Rave

You know how it goes with the internet. You open a web browser to search for something important, for example, “who is the black dude in Predator that’s not Carl Weathers” (it’s Bill Duke).

Then, from there, logically, you wonder what sort of invisibility cloaks actually exist in real life.

Finally, through this and that and a weird side-trip to visit the grumpy cat (I’m crazy for this cat – she makes me happy) … and then … what do you know? You discover that NASA is plotting a giant outer-space based rave.

They’ve got these SATELLITES, MANNNNN, and they’re gonna, like, project these giants strobe lights and it’ll be like woaaaaaaah and everyone will not be able to stop themselves from like DANCING or something mannnnn.

No, really, it looks like a funny outer space dance party. See?

NASA Rave

Does NASA also have vans scattered throughout the globe with giant speakers and a Diplo track at the ready?

In reality, the satellites are there to observe the weather – in particular, tropical cyclones. Click on the picture to read more about the satellites. And, while you read about them, dance, dance, dance!

P.S. The satellites are known as the ‘A-Train’ … come on, clearly dance-inspired.