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.