I finally bought me some cheap-ass mirrored aviator glasses that I have wanted since 1975 but my sight sucked so bad I couldnt wear them. Revenge is MINE I say.
But, I had thought I Had the entire universe figured out and that came to a crash today. Now everyone knows that "42" is the ultimate answer to the most important question about life, the universe and everything, but the trick was finding out "what is the question". Until today it was obvious as "42" is the answer to "What is the item number for Cherry Coke in the vending machine?". Now the universe has been shattered, they moved Cherry Coke to 35 and 42 is now some unimportant beverage. It's moments like this that you feel betrayed by the universe, the cruel cruel universe.
But, I had thought I Had the entire universe figured out and that came to a crash today. Now everyone knows that "42" is the ultimate answer to the most important question about life, the universe and everything, but the trick was finding out "what is the question". Until today it was obvious as "42" is the answer to "What is the item number for Cherry Coke in the vending machine?". Now the universe has been shattered, they moved Cherry Coke to 35 and 42 is now some unimportant beverage. It's moments like this that you feel betrayed by the universe, the cruel cruel universe.
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tunnel_vision:
I'd do ya 
_pie_:
I wish I could rock the sunglasses, been stuck with transition lenses for about forever.