Tag: RTotD

Our brains are mostly made up of fat. It’s basically a 3lb lump of fat inside our skulls with electrical wires running through it.

It’s exhausting to put in the work required to change things for the better rather than to accept things as they are.

Why is it that some days, I have a seemingly unending supply of patience no matter the circumstances, and others, I’m poised to blow a gasket at the smallest thing?

“How are you?” is a bullshit question, because we ask it and don’t take/make the time to listen to the actual answer. In fact, we expect a brief, “I’m good” or “I’m dealing” or something of the sort. In general, this question is asked in passing to be cordial, not because of earnest interest. I’m going to figure out a better question…

Why is it that house cats have eyes like snakes and other reptiles? Was your cat’s great-great-great-great-great-grandfather actually some kind of scaly descendent of dinosaurs?

I hate when someone asks me what I’m thinking about, and I end up making up something boring and normal sounding because I can’t decide in a split second which of the thousand crazy thoughts in my head sounds least crazy and is actually socially/situationally acceptable.

I am nebulous in my beliefs. I am open to the possibility of anything, but do not have conviction in anything. Except data-based logic.

Why do some people pull all the way to the right to make a left hand turn, or to the left for a right?

If you have a problem with a situation that you have no control over, don’t try to exert control. Don’t try to find things wrong with the current circumstances in an effort to reverse the situation. All you will end up doing is frustrating yourself more.

I don’t know if there is enough time to learn about everything that interests me, and that makes me sad.