A Typical Day in Palo Alto

assume-the-position_fade_whiteI was walking through town just now, pretending I had superpowers. It was the coolest thing. I made believe I had this thing called a body, which was basically a self-propelled, self-operated sensory array. The main piece was on top. It was like this orb stuck to the end of a twist-o-flex segmented cable-holding rod thing. The orb had one big hole in the middle, and several pairs of holes, where the magical information would go in. See, the way I was making it up, and I know this is kind of crazy, but there were these weird invisible rays that were basically everywhere, moving around, and they would bounce off anything they came across, and then they’d carry some sort of residual images of objects around. Now, these rays didn’t actually do anything, unless they happened to go through these two tiny holes in the orb that stuck out of the top of my body thing. Oh, I meant to tell you, I wasn’t the only orb toter. Because of the magical information rays and my superpower, I could tell that there were other bodies with orbs and ray holes around me.

Another superpower I gave myself used two of the other holes. They let in a different type of information altogether. It was like, invisible vibrations, that got more intense sometimes, and less sometimes, and they came out of things, and they seemed to sometimes have an upness and downness to them.

And the most tripped out thing I imaged I had was this super flex-o-stretch sheathing of sensing cells that covered my entire body. It allowed me to know, for example, when I came into contact with anything, such as objects, and also I could tell when the stuff that the vibrations moved through was moving.

 

4 Comments

  • Alan Bostick Posted September 15, 2008 10:13 pm

    Uhh, Tommy, I hope you haven’t disregarded the warning about the brown acid.

  • Henri Posted September 16, 2008 2:18 pm

    More crazyness! Eat more of the brown acid!

  • Mike Posted September 17, 2008 3:11 pm

    So, Tommy, what are your whacked-out days like? Tell us some good poker stories!

  • Tommy Angelo Posted September 17, 2008 4:17 pm

    Will do!

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