I am a Death Star whose small but fatal vulnerability has been exploited via photon torpedoes.
I am a Democrat-sponsored climate change bill at the desk of George W. Bush.
I am the remains of a bachelor-party cake.
I am a Windows computer after 13 unprotected seconds on the Internet.
I am Jell-o in the hands of a toddler.
I am Darla’s most recent tropical fish.
I am forgiveness and understanding as practiced by Nero the Romulan.
I am the underside of a junior high school desk.
I am a missionary-driven automobile in Paraguay.
I am San Francisco on April 19, 1906.
I am feeling much better after writing this. 🙂 Happy thoughts still appreciated though.