Chubby, brunette Eunice Kinnison sat in a rocker, reading the Sunday papers and listening to the radio. Her husband Ralph lay sprawled upon the davenport, smoking a cigarette and reading the current issue of EXTRAORDINARY STORIES against an unheard background of music. Mentally, he was far from Tellus, flitting in his super-dreadnaught through parsec after parsec of vacuous space. E.E. "Doc" Smith, Triplanetary, Chapter 5: "1941"
Tuesday, September 25, 2007
Strange Invasion!
We've been invaded by Moties! On the way in to work I saw a woman who was smoking a cigarette, talking on her cellphone, drinking a cup of coffee and driving the car. All at the same time. How many hands would that be?
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