“verses” is poetry. You wanted “versus”, aka “vs”.

Golf solitaire is my thing

There is a lot of unsense out there these days. I saw “unsweet” on my favorite cold brewed coffee.

It’s mind-boggling the complexity we toss at our non-essential stuff but the simplest thing a dollar store wristwatch can manage is just too much.

Then why doesn’t the phone time display seconds by default if we’re all so number anxious?

Fossil fuels enabled mechanization and chemically-assisted abundance. See: Green Revolution. This allowed fewer people to work at supplying our food, and instead of enabling a lovely leisure society we just invented more ways to torment each other.

As you should… but I probably won’t write a thing! Don’t put that down payment on your dream house just yet!

That would actually make for a great sci-fi premise! Can I steal it?

“No way these monkeys built this!”

We’ll have a kind of “Stream of Consciousness” moment, the episode of The Outer Limits about the only human who can’t access the direct-brain interface 'net…

My brain goes into high frame rate 8K HDR … is that weird?

Well yes, but I was thinking more about fantasy vs reality.

Have you ever grown a tomato successfully and eaten it?

Another woman with interesting features is Rachel Cruze, to me she’s a Dr Seuss character. Adorably cute.

It’s nothing against her personally, but unfortunately my brain is a visual indexer par excellence, I see her face and this pops in my mind instantly:

“Perfect” isn’t the first thing that comes to mind unless it’s “perfectly off-putting”.

Photons are violence.

I think you’d be amazed to find that oil built that.

Or OCD.

Or “thrifted objects and fantasy of the associated project” and “new shiny thing I found”.

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