A new alternative (From my Anchorage voyage)

Dwindling supplies of oil and instability in the Middle East have caused concerns over how we might transcend our fossil fuel dependency. Where will we find our next source of energy? Experts claim that we will either transition to hydrogen fuel cells, ethanol, or teleportation, but it seems that these "experts" might have overlooked the power of vegetable oil. Or have they?

While at a stop light in Anchorage, I happened upon the bumper of the car presented to your left. In the event that you are unable to clearly see it, the bumber sticker states, "FUELED BY VEGETABLE OIL". "How great", I exclaimed. For the entire time we sat at the stop light I couldn't help but consider the possibilities while admiring the initiative. Now, as I came upon the vehicle while it was already in a stopped position, I do not know how it actually arrived in its current location. I assumed that it had been driven, but these assumptions were immediately checked when the light turned green, the engine failed to turn, and the vehicle remained still. "Not yet", I exclaimed while passing by, "not yet". But hopefully the day will soon come when we can refuel our vehicles and ourselves with the same cocktail.

And not a moment too soon

"The crazy look is finally gone", a colleague of mine had told me after I had finally moved in to my new place.

"Thank you", I responded.

It is no doubt that living in my classroom had come with adverse mental health effects. Edginess, irritability, and crazy eye are just a few of the symptoms that had manifested in me over the past three months. These truths, I am more than happy to acknowledge. However, the accusation that I had paraded the halls in my boxers, playing the air trumpet, while making seal sounds is one I can not recall and subsequently one I do not acknowledge. It is for this reason that I have followed the paths of many a great leader and have opted to "deny, deny, deny". But somewhere deep down, I can't help but think that those who know me best would certainly find the scenario to be a plausible one, rendering me without trustworthy character witnesses. And what if it is true? So what? Maybe this lesson will contribute to the knowledge base of housing the insane. Maybe now we will finally abide by the newly formed theorem that a tiny cell is no place for the crazies of any variety to conduct all of life's matters.