Stupid Things Happening in Nowhere, Again...

We'd be pretty over it if it were not for all of the quantum entanglement and wormholes and stuff between yonder and here. As it is, the susceptibility to absurdity in that locale has a way of making things more interesting in these parts. This is not to the distaste of all, let it be said, but the average citizen of the city of many waters oft finds the vibe of this peculiar and betimes longs for the simpler days of extreme dustiness. So, the tumbling tumbleweeds you see caught up in the fence may have exotic providence, indicating the direction of the winds is more than directional. Don't let it phase you if things happen out of order because that's just the time travel thought experiment from the future, which has the feature of not-yet-realized punch lines. That's the fun. And it remains a possibility that the disco fever shall break, but what then? Looks like a new wave. To quote one person of my acquaintance who once said (upon my arrival on the scene, coincidentally), "Get ready for something stupid." That's always seemed like sage advice if one is having dealings with humans. One can always express optimism, but keep open the option of witty retort, for instance. As things are going, options should be maximized. Let ambiguity be your umbrella when echo-locating in murky topographies. The above version of reality will morph because that's the nature of the experiment.