tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3493101396674767317.post1044394250041855685..comments2023-10-17T10:29:57.984-04:00Comments on The Screaming Pope: The Stars Our Destination IFrancishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07981546907877838890noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3493101396674767317.post-89458695372498050892013-04-30T15:32:33.363-04:002013-04-30T15:32:33.363-04:00In that case, I insist on bringing my dog. And my...In that case, I insist on bringing my dog. And my bff is going to insist that her horses come, too.jylle benson-gaussnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3493101396674767317.post-82139152985584886432013-04-30T14:28:41.025-04:002013-04-30T14:28:41.025-04:00Disagree. It may be time to go.Disagree. It may be time to go.Francishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07981546907877838890noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3493101396674767317.post-90707301737403092392013-04-30T13:57:07.832-04:002013-04-30T13:57:07.832-04:00If hubris wasn't our predominant species chara...If hubris wasn't our predominant species characteristic, we wouldn't have to move at all. <br />I once had a boss who was the laziest man in the world. He was the best boss I ever had. Because he was lazy, he worked like a bastard to make sure that everything was set up to run without crises--no 3a.m. emergency phone calls with heroic measures for him, he just wanted a guaranteed good night's sleep. Because of this, it was a great place to work because potential problems were headed off; everyone could relax and do their jobs. <br />My point is, I'd rather not have an epic migration of humanity, please. I'd rather we wised up and could all live happily here, for the next seven generations at least.jylle benson-gaussnoreply@blogger.com