thewash
I'm putting human beings through a wash in my head.
I don't really know how that occured to me, but that's what I am doing.
I'm introducing new elements to break everything down to its very basics, spinning it all up to a point of crisis, and filtering out all the trash, leaving only what they really are.
A wash.
I know there are better wasy to describe this process, but this seems very effective. And adds more to my thinking... which is still jumping all over the place.
It's funny how after a certain point... just by looking at someone you can tell the kind of person they are.
Depends on the amount of people you know, I suppose, and how well you know them.
I haven't been wrong in a while, given a few minutes to acclimatize myself to a person and get a quick approximation.
Even just in the handshake I can learn a thousand things.
Monkeys.
In any case... I am hungry. Very, very hungry. I've got a thousand things on my mind, lots of things to do... I'm glad I got a sort of reprieve when I was invited to play Spambo today. Might have to fill in for no-shows in the tourney.
For those of you not in the know, Spambo's a game developed and maintained by some third year Hums kids.
Fun game.
Back to Aristotle and mindless banter.