Deep Thoughts

My oh my, it's been a while. I've returned from my Wisconsin lake vacation with a restored vision, a sharpened rapier's wit and glint in my eye (owing no doubt to my purchase of the book Overstatement and Metaphor for Beginners). One can glean an awful lot gazing at a body of water, and I wish to impart some of my newly founded wisdom on the reader (if you'll have me):

-The importance of hyperbole cannot be overstated.

-Wait, crap...that's it. I think. No, wait...hold on, no there's one more:

-A house of mathematicians will always be divided.

-Karaoke bars may very well be the lowest form of humanity.

-Okay, two more.

I would also like to leave with some words of inspiration (and an excerpt from the upcoming collection Chicken Soup for the Thunderdome Soul):

As you gaze down the endless stream of ideas and agony, may the wings of conviction carry you high above the bog of bigotry and into the insatiable glen of knowledge. May the sails of the fates always point you north towards your innermost hopes and ideals, against the current of intolerance, and may your stars of hope always shine brightest when injustice is near.