When you ponder Life, the Universe and Everything....?

Question

doesn't it always bring you back to your front porch somehow?

Answer 1

Not really. I like to stay out there, somewhere between the sagittarius arm, and the core, seeking like minded explorers.

Answer 2

chuckles,

Answer 3

It always bring me back to the mice man. The mice, oh the mice. They want to take my brain...oh the humanity...the miceanity? Oh the horror, the horror.

We have normality. I repeat, we have normality. Anything you still can't cope with is therefore your own problem.

Answer 4

Yes it does. And I never seem to have my towel or my fish...

Answer 5

It brings me back to '42, stowing away aboard a Vogon ship,

fine dining while watching the end of the universe, a respectful Fear of Bob, Delicious Beast sandwiches, and eventually Stavro Mueller Beta.

Answer 6

On the city bus. I need to figure out whether or not I'll ever get outta school and make something of myself, thus removing me from the squalor that is the omnibus.

Answer 7

Pondering Life, the Universe and Everything requires a rocking chair along a river, lake or ocean...I'm partial to the Mighty Mississippi.  A breeze is a nice touch if you can afford it.

Answer 8

Sometimes. I'm not sure I've made it back yet. I think I'm still wandering...ever aimless, ever free....

Answer 9

Yes. And that suits me fine. This means I still have time to do worthy work and other worthy things. Like closing up shop and closing the doors to a home and house where i will not live anymore. Saying goodbye is difficult but leaving is the best of all because no words are needed to say, I must go.