Light at the End of the Tunnel
and Other Thoughts

This page contains a compliation of snatches of my thoughts. This is not a complete compilation of every thought I have ever had. I did, in fact, have two other thoughts once a very long time ago that I never wrote down. Consequently, they have been lost forever.


Light at the End of the Tunnel

Today I thought I saw a light at the end of the tunnel. Of course, I've been in this tunnel a pretty long time, so it could just be my eyes starting to see spots or something. Also, who's to say it's the actual end and not just a window? What if, in fact, this isn't a tunnel at all, but really a cave, and as soon as I get to the end I'll have to turn around and hike back out?


Second Arm

I have never grown a second head. However, I did grow a second arm once. It came out of my back between my shoulder blades. It kind of got in the way sometimes, especially when I was sitting on hard church benches, but the uncomfort was well worth it. I called my new arm Larry. He scratched my back for me while I typed.


What's Up?

Q: What's up?
A: Sunbeans. The rainbeans stopped, then the windbeans blew away all the cloudbeans and now we have springbeans even though you'd think it should be January, huh?


On Time

Time ends when I go to sleep. It just stops completely. And then starts up when I have to wake up in the morning. That way no time is running while I'm sleeping, which is bad. I wake up having slept for no time at all. That's why I am always tired. But at least that means the end of time is not as far away as we think. It'll probably end some time around 11 tonight. The problem is it starts up again. Someday it won't start again and that'll be when I'm dead. Too bad the whole world has to stop then, too, huh? Oh well. Too bad for them!


Emotions

I think there's a continuous mapping between emotions and some sort of compact 2-manifold. If you keep going too far into happiness it kind of melts into pain before you know it. Maybe like a Klien bottle. That way happiness is just upside-down grief.


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Jessica Shepherd jshepher@cs.utah.edu
January 23, 1998