Hehe loote... stuff I always thought of. Nice one.

But then, if there aint a thing after death, then would it not be a good thing to indulge in all kinds of pleasures now? I mean, have all the fun in this life while you can! All the more reason to invent new sins (of the pleasant kind), be hedonistic, care-free. While those poor feckers who are afraid of going to hell force the sap to dry between their thighs, why shouldn't the rest of us make the most of it? I mean, not their sap (uuurggggghhh!) but ours!

May be those guys in the sixties had it right. Hippies, free love, drugs, and the zomby-like happiness of the moment! Should (or shouldn't) life be just that? Should it be more? Randy Pausch may have said stuff dirfferently, but he is dead now, and is perhaps regretting all the fun he didn't have!

Happy joke-cracking hobos in the city's subway system make me think at times! I am running to work each day, stressed out, and the homeless dudes have the energy to make fun of life, and me as well! And the buggers look stinkingly happy, in their own way! Sometimes, I wish I could pull a one-liner like they do and laugh it away! But then, I have to make it to the desk at 9, and all that swirls around my head are the numbers and names of presumably soulless as**oles I have to take care of that day!

Oh, for a moment of carefree, really carefree, existence, without a thought for tomorrow, the day-after, the year ahead, for death, or for the perhaps-non-existent-life-hereafter!