Sorry for the delay. My ass took forever to get to sleep and then the CPAP didn’t fucking work so I woke up EXHAUSTED. kill me.
Have you tried downing an unconscionable volume of coffee and seeing if that helps?
I call it the Janeway method.
I fear that would increase the number of holes I have
Thanks, didn’t know this.
It’s all worth it when you find out how awesome enchiladas taste.
I love being made of bones and meat and stuff. It’s just so neat to me that once upon a time some chemicals clumped together into self-perpetuating goo, and billions of years later that goo morphed into a bizarre assemblage of crusty goo, twitchy goo, sparky goo, etc. making up a macroscopic structure that can manipulate the physical world and coordinate with others and write songs and stuff.
Being a weird gross body is so fucking cool.
Strong disagree. I profoundly dislike being made out of food, with an appallingly short shelf-life.
Wouldn’t whatever we’re made of be food? Like if we were beings of pure energy, we would probably eat pure energy.
I dunno. Maybe? What does Q eat?
Picard’s patience?
Holes are good though. For putting stuff in.
I know we’re all here for the laughs, but this is really fertile ground for all manner of philosophical rabbit holes.
My favorite foray into this topic is none other than Battlestar Galactica (the newer one). A peak moment for this was watching a Cylon have a complete emotional melt-down because they had to witness a supernova, filling the sky with all manner of EM radiation, with frakkin’ eyeballs that can’t see even half of that. Why? Because he’s a machine stuck in a fleshy body and he’s really unhappy about it. And the show just keeps mashing things up, blurring the lines between man and machine like that, all the way through to the end.
