When i'm on the lower end of the sine curve that is my mania, I have this philosophy that life is like the movie Speed. We're all on this bus that we can't stop with the world going by. Sure enough we all know if we slow down we're doomed. I'm the touristy guy in this fantasy. Maybe I just want to be Ferris Bueller's best friend, but instead of a red wings jersey I'm wearing a leafs one. Nevertheless, I'm the guy the pretty lady has to pretend she's got gum on her seat, GUM!, to get away from. It's not my fault I grew up in Wyoming, or somewhere, and my social skills suck.
But soon Jack Traven will jump aboard and save us all, then later decapitate Dennis Hopper. All will be well.
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