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Hmmm...I am in serious danger of having an idea.

I'll come back to this later.

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I CAN'T SPELL YOU!

5 bucks on Daruko.

Pay up.  It's not him.

Ah ah ah... don't forget... he's a proxy WIZARD.

Uh huh.  I tracked his IP a while back.  It's legit.

          The pidgeons won the chess tournament

Call me crazy but doesn't this go against the first amendment right of free speech and the right to assemble peaceably (and maybe the right to petition the Government for a redress of grievances)? It smells like political theater to make the state government look like they are tough on crime. It's a stupid and pointless law that will probably never need to be enforced.

Optimist.  It will be enforced plenty, on people with the wrong values.

And that constitution thing only works if The People believe in it.

They don't.

Kindly give back the Doktor's drugs.

Sometimes I want to drive off a bridge.

And miss all the cheap laughs?

You have to watch those bridges in Portland, I hear.  They have a siren-song all their own, and then you go bumpity-bump face first along the bottom for a week or two...And when you wash up, you make the poor policeman lose his lunch.

Best to have fun, instead.

They do call to you. It's like in the moments approaching the bridge, you have this moment of wondering whether you'll be able to control the compulsion to veer sharply to the right, take that box right through the railing and over the edge to find the bottom below, whatever that might be. But you don't, most of the time; you white-knuckle the steering wheel and stay the course until you get to the other side and you're in the clear and you don't have to worry about it until you get to the next bridge.

But sometimes, even more than the call of the bridges, there's the desire to drive to the end of the world. I know exactly where it is.

I know exactly what you're talking about. But there doesn't even have to be a bridge anywhere close to you. A lane of oncoming traffic works just as well. For myself, the only thing that sucks about suicide is you can't live through it if you do it right.

Suicide isn't what we're talking about.  We're talking about bridges in Portland, which is murder.

Damn straight. You have to really watch those bastards, or they'll GET you.

So, yesterday I had fun going to my second favorite place in Portland. This time, though, I didn't go inside... I went down to Oaks Bottom and walked below the mausoleum on the outside. I don't know which I like better. In its grey concrete state of semi-decay, looming over the wildlife preserve with the sunlight in glancing slices through the alders and cottonwoods, it was one of the most beautiful things I've ever seen. I walked up the slope on steps made of pieces of railroad ties set into the dirt and could see, through one of the ground-level windows, the crypts with a view. I wonder if they paid more for those crypts.

It's good to see writing like this again.  I had a very vivid mental picture of that.

Aye. Time to manipulate social structure for my own gains.

Everyone does that.

Manipulate it for maximum laughs.  Evil laughs.  Booming, maniacal laughs.

5 bucks on Daruko.

Pay up.  It's not him.

I've only shown any talent for the social sciences.

Dr. James Semaj
Mad Sociologist

That can also be used for insane ends.  Mad science is multi-disciplinary.

Can't wait for OP to respond

He lacks the glands required to respond.  This was a drive by "WAAAAH".

Nina looks like she could sing the sex right off of you.

I'm gonna stream that at home tonight.

This is awesome.

A little too much ™, though.  But this needs to be PDFed, with some snappy pics...I'd go with modern, rather than 1950s, though.

Did they call you "mad" at the University?

If so, will you show them all, one day!?

Have you ever had the urge to change your first name to "Carstairs"?

Enjoying life, to me, seems to be the only reason to exist.

This is the essence of Slack:  Enjoying the ride.

100% TROOF

"Don't just eat a hamburger, eat the hell out of it!"

Precisely...and don't just have sex, knock the bottom out of that shit or snap it the fuck off, depending on the gender of your partner.

There is no excuse for kinda doing anything.