An Inexplicable Obsession with Air Travel

In the equivalent of a cosmic heartbeat, our species has gone from rubbing stones together to willingly flinging ourselves in a pressurized metal box of death at a speed greater than that of sound just to reach from Point A to Point B.

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The Conundrum That Is Every Kid’s Party Ever

After years of keeping my cynical side-who likes to be referred to as V-Darth Über- submerged nearly entirely, he escaped earlier today only to find himself at a kid’s birthday party . He willingly and voluntarily returned after a few hours, promising never to emerge again for the foreseeable future.