After reading Ed's scientific post on the Paths of Life here, I immediately got beads of sweat dripping down the side of my face and heart palpations because it reminded me of a couple of classes I had to take at the university. It took me forever to get through the books because I had to take apart each paragraph and decipher it before I could understand it. Somehow, I managed to get a B in these classes but not without alot of tearing my hair out and doing extra credit papers. I left Ed a smartass comment, something I don't do often. I may be somewhat of a dork, but not a smartass.
Since I didn't have to work today, I took the time to make up a post somewhat using Ed's post but changing it completely. It's nonsense, of course, but almost makes sense.
One Path of my Life by Pamela
As the complexity of my metabolic substances mixed with the surrounding diverse substrata, I decided my interest in catalytic converters was far less functionally primitive than everyone thought.
This novel conclusion might have come about from random sequential thoughts, as discussed above, but other, more deficient mechanical errors might have been involved.
In particular, the evolution of my flexibility may have allowed those first proto-plasmatic
individuals to divulge their systematic dysfunction; OR to altogether metabolize their complex idiosyncratic beliefs due to an obtuse mutation.
I have largely demonstrated this highly involved enzymatic proto-cellular brain structure from ordinary synapses. (Pamela et al., 2009, Bubble brain et al., 2009, and last but not least, Airhead Dork et al., 2009)
I propose that peanut butter applied to these same synapses would aid in the functionality of my metabolic substances, providing for more powerful bonding material.
Due to natural selection, the protein in peanut butter would provide the greatest, and the most diverse responses and flexibility of thought in dealing with the complexities of the catalytic converters mentioned above and seen below.
I think I got my dorkiness from my great grandfather Arthur. Back then no one would ever think of putting a big leaf on their head. They usually looked very serious in photos.
And in response to Carlos's post about Algebra here, here are a few funny answers found on tests.