Question of the Day
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Question of the Day:
If you were an action hero, what would your day job be?
I'd be a freelancer for the government and the rest of the time I'd be a college professor. Like Indiana Jones, without the girls in the front row mooning over me. That would be weird.
If you were an action hero, what would your day job be?
I'd be a freelancer for the government and the rest of the time I'd be a college professor. Like Indiana Jones, without the girls in the front row mooning over me. That would be weird.
I think if I were an action hero, I'd be a superhero.
I've thought about this long and hard, actually.
In my mid-twenties, I was kidnapped and after about 6 months of lost time, returned home, seemingly unscathed and healthy. But then weird stuff starts happening. My bones and muscles begin to ache, rendering me bed-ridden. Then my hair begins to fall out. Body scans show that there is some new growth going on in my back. I'm growing wings. Blood tests are done, and sure enough, my DNA has been drastically altered. As far as the best doctors can tell, my bones are decreasing in density, but altering their structure so as to be even stronger than before (like aerogel!). My muscles are changing too, to get the maximum strength from the minimum weight.
A biotech company contacts me, wishing to study me and assist me. They offer me lots of money. I accept, cause I like money.
Then the wings begin to grow in earnest. Also, all the hair that's fallen out is replaced with feathers. Proper feathers on the wings, but a kind of long down feather where I'd had hair - very cool looking.
It becomes obvious to my somewhat enhanced intellect that the company now studying me was the same group that kidnapped me and did this to me in the first place. I sue them, but we settle out of court for enough cash to keep me extremely comfortable for as long as there is such a thing as a high interest savings account. Included in the settlement is the stipulation that they must do to my wife what they did to me, so that we can be like each other, and so that our kids will be birdmen too. (We're starting a new race here!)
So, I'd be independantly wealthy, and I'd write novels and movies and all kinds of cool stuff. And I'd fight "the crime" on the side.
I've thought about this long and hard, actually.
In my mid-twenties, I was kidnapped and after about 6 months of lost time, returned home, seemingly unscathed and healthy. But then weird stuff starts happening. My bones and muscles begin to ache, rendering me bed-ridden. Then my hair begins to fall out. Body scans show that there is some new growth going on in my back. I'm growing wings. Blood tests are done, and sure enough, my DNA has been drastically altered. As far as the best doctors can tell, my bones are decreasing in density, but altering their structure so as to be even stronger than before (like aerogel!). My muscles are changing too, to get the maximum strength from the minimum weight.
A biotech company contacts me, wishing to study me and assist me. They offer me lots of money. I accept, cause I like money.
Then the wings begin to grow in earnest. Also, all the hair that's fallen out is replaced with feathers. Proper feathers on the wings, but a kind of long down feather where I'd had hair - very cool looking.
It becomes obvious to my somewhat enhanced intellect that the company now studying me was the same group that kidnapped me and did this to me in the first place. I sue them, but we settle out of court for enough cash to keep me extremely comfortable for as long as there is such a thing as a high interest savings account. Included in the settlement is the stipulation that they must do to my wife what they did to me, so that we can be like each other, and so that our kids will be birdmen too. (We're starting a new race here!)
So, I'd be independantly wealthy, and I'd write novels and movies and all kinds of cool stuff. And I'd fight "the crime" on the side.
I'd be the same dude. Working in a game store, or record shop. But I'd live in NY and be Spiderman. YEA Webbing my way to the new game. Catching the baddies who try to stop the new Nintendo systems from getting to me on time. Also i'd be a film student.
If not I'd be a Vamp like Angel. have my own investigation set up. but I'd be a gun toatin Swaord swinging MOFO. Like Dante.
If not I'd be a Vamp like Angel. have my own investigation set up. but I'd be a gun toatin Swaord swinging MOFO. Like Dante.
I would want the freedom of being a billionaire like Bruce Wayne or Tony Stark. Then people would think I'm busy doing either boring business stuff or chillin' on my yacht.
Sorry, for the disruption, but i have to change the question of the day unexpectedly....since Spuds is bugging the hell out of me, the new question is in a no-holds barred match, who would win Spuds or the Great Asylum Boy and how would they win? (Just think of it as one the biggest superhero battles ever)
Well, my opinion of the outcome, is naturally Spuds would try to outwit me with all his useless knowledge.......in the end though, Spuds would naturally edit every post i put up here anyway...but i'd still win plain and simple
Well, my opinion of the outcome, is naturally Spuds would try to outwit me with all his useless knowledge.......in the end though, Spuds would naturally edit every post i put up here anyway...but i'd still win plain and simple
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Pay close attention to the little small sentence under my posts that say "Last edited by Spudlyfan"....Again, i state abuse of power!!!!!.......And spuds, your mod tools will be suspended......heh........mess with my posts, will you!!!!!!!
Reflecting..... nah, j/k.
In order: wake up, shower, watch tennis some, driving, eating, talking to people I know and probably don't know, watching more tennis, driving, maybe more tennis, internet, listen to music, work on screenplay.
I'm gonna be mad if I run into any road blocks. :/
In order: wake up, shower, watch tennis some, driving, eating, talking to people I know and probably don't know, watching more tennis, driving, maybe more tennis, internet, listen to music, work on screenplay.
I'm gonna be mad if I run into any road blocks. :/
I'm pretty ready for the fall. It's my favourite season, actually. The weather is typically moderate, and rain doesn't bother me. I like wearing a sweater or a jacket. It's also the season with the least amount of out-door work to be done.
Winter is shoveling snow (on an almost daily basis)
Spring is planting and digging and landscaping
Summer is mowing weekly or more frequently
Fall is raking leaves now and then, and at worst, cleaning the gutters - not too bad.
Winter is shoveling snow (on an almost daily basis)
Spring is planting and digging and landscaping
Summer is mowing weekly or more frequently
Fall is raking leaves now and then, and at worst, cleaning the gutters - not too bad.
I'm ready for fall. I haven't had the greatest summer, so... heh. Anytime I was outside, I'd be afflicted by something that results in me itching a lot, be it poison ivy, yellow jacket stings, etc.