Woohoo. It's hour 2 of Friday happy hour, I'm 3 sheets to the wind, muahahahahaha and the blogosphere cries out for cats cats cat blogging Friday. Ok, dogs are always welcome too.
First order of business, an oldie but goodie, please folks, be aware of the dangers of anonymous gay cat sex.
Second order of business, be it resolved that cats are smarter than dogs, even when they're down and out,
Yes, only dogs are foolish enough to fall for long distance romances,
Purpose: Survival of all that's good.
Apparatus: The good earth and intuitive metaphor from matter in our brains newly conscious of itself as being conscious. Shit, when did that happen? Sorry Homer, you guys were hearing voices from your other hemisphere, not the gods. You were only a few hundred years away from this cursed unified brain stuff. But you can go home again, he's called Pat Robertson.
Hypothesis: 1)Science doesn't think. Thank you Martin Heidegger. 2)The way up is the same as the way down. Thank you Heraclitus.3) Can the universe be moved 3 feet to the right? Thank you Leibniz. 4) Real time is lived duration. Thank you Henri Bergson.
Method: The silence of god and the mocking sarcasm of the lovers of the earth, the last man, the overman and Keith Olberman.
Conclusion? Bush sucks.
Success for the scientific method as taught in Canadian public schools in 1967.