I never throw things away and as such, containers

I never throw things away and as such, containers like this littered my room, waiting for the moment I’d need a screwdriver to dissect a tiny toy car and save the world. I checked

my day planner which is how I organize myself. I jam any kind of paper and notes into it, until I can't make heads or tales of anything, and in 1 year the shame compels me to buy

1,000 carbon offset credits on the internet. While I'm online I usually order some trees to be planted too. Then, for good measure, I'll

fight the Cattle industry and the flatulent cows whose gassiness was not only stinking up the country side but destroying the ozone but having a Wendy's triple burger with

bacon was really all I could think about. I covered my mouth and nose as I walked outside intent on getting to Wendy's. The smell was atrocious. Cow farts hung seething in the air

and it really made me think about that really goes into a double quarter pounder, which I hope you realize should actually be called a half pounder because that's what it is. Wendy

Believing what you read is like jumping out of a plane without a parachute! When the "world" gets its chance to jump in uninvited you get a whole

fistful of monopoly money to stuff into your shirt as you stand shivering on a train platform just to stay warm. Either way, that parachute was likely packed by some buffoon anyhow

I mean, who packs a parachute for a train and what kind of name is Anyhow, anyways?