Three weeks since I've posted, and the last of the pie was gone days ago. I should write a letter to Olive Picklefeather.

Ok, A few quick thoughts here.

I have noticed lately that seeing dead animals makes me sad. fuckin possum crossing the street to go grab something to eat, BAM, fucking car kills him. That sucks. I was driving down the road the other day and I saw a what I think was a pigeon hanging out in the street getting a drink of some water from a puddle. It was a two lane street and I was in the other lane. The bird just kept on doing its thing, and pretty much just ignored this huge hunk of steel going by at 45 miles an hour. My truck weighs around 5,000 pounds, and the bird weighs maybe what 3 pounds? So say 1500 times the size of the bird, and I was probably 4 feet from it. I may be wrong, after all I'm no physicist, but proportionally, that seems to be the equivalent of a huge hunk of metal weighing 150 tons flying by a human at ~65,000 miles an hour. That would blow my mind up. How can this bird get accustomed to something like that? Then you have some animals like that poor possum that couldn't quite figure it out, and got flat. Anyhoo, there is no point here, but I feel sorry for these poor small animals. They aren't doing anything wrong, and I am sure they were happy right up to the point of impact. Weird.

So, completely unrelated, I started thinking about Bernie Madoff. He got 150 years in prison for ripping people off. He will die there, without question. His life is over, and I suspect he will die soon. Then I started thinking... would you rather be stuck in a really bad extremely dangerous prison full of the worst criminals in the world for short period of time, say 2 years, or a "good" easy white collar prison that is a glorified resort for a long period of time, like say 15 years. In the bad prison, you might get killed, you will have to fight, you will get ass raped, etc..., but in the good prison, 15 years of your life will be gone. I don't have an answer. I might opt to take my chances in the bad one.

Next up on the random thought list... You go to a casino and watch a roulette table, and you notice on the board that red has hit 150 times in a row. So, do you wager on red again, because it is on a streak, or do you bet on black because it is long overdue? I myself bet black. Does this make sense? FUCK NO. If red hit 1,543,455,642,910,502,384,256,780,324,536,574,434 times in a row, the next spin still has exactly an 18 in 38 chance of hitting black or red. It is 38 and not 36 because of the green 0 and 00. So I suppose ultimately it does not matter. Taking the stupid mental blocks and superstition out of gambling is the key to success. If you play long enough in ANY casino game, eventually you will have exactly 0 dollars. So I guess the thought process should be to determine how much money you want to gamble with before you go, and just have fun, and drink shitloads of free cocktails and beer.