the standard question

well, my life has become a matter of procrastination, and as such, i deem it necessary to write as many blog posts as is required to compel me to study out of boredom of blogposting. you, the reader, naturally, may desire to destroy me because of such horrible ramblings as are on this blog.. however, i must say, i'm not the kind of person that puts up a fight... so.. anyway, that is a digression...

needless to say, last night i was presented with a case in which a friend compared getting stuck in traffic to going runnin with the old man... (ahah, the way that is worded it sounds like the old man can't actually run and is slower than the don valley parkway - BUT! ...read on.. eheh) she was saying that she always has really good excuses for why she isn't doing something she should be doing. i suggested to her that not doing homework to go running with the pops is slightly different than being stuck in traffic and extremely late to pick up one's date. the question, i said, is a matter of having a control to compare to, and in this case, all the variables are different... and that, dear reader, is not the way an experiment is done.

so, we go on to our topic of being funny. i would suggest that our control be a lack of funny. an empty vector of sorts. in the case of a student, it would entail a set of class notes devoid of any absurdity or wit. in the case of an employee it would be a grey cubicle. in such cases, anything out of the ordinary can be used as humor... and therefore, anyone could make it funny. so there's no fun in that! eheh

what is often hilarious is irony. take today... people were driving past me on the freeway... probably yelling profanities at the old idiot driving that... anyway, you get the point. i - one of the most speed-loving creatures on this earth - had to drive slowly! like a normal old person. it was painful. see, now that's funny. oh, and the reason for this actually stems from my impatience... i ended up breaking part of my putt putt - and so now he has a nearly mirror-less driver :P anyway: moral of this story: i need a car that can withstand my need for a rush.

hmm.... kinda like the type of guy i need... ahem...

you know though, there is an inherent flaw in the need for a control - you always need something to compare the variable to - and so you never know absolutely "this is the answer", you just have a series of guesses that lead you to believe "this".

anyway... i need some feedback on something so that i can poke fun at it! now if this were a lecture.... :P