Love to Hate

Well here’s a full-bodied character. He’s the alien I didn’t write about yesterday. It’s hot and he’s sweating profusely and very pissed off at himself and the planet earth in general. Lost his space ship in the parking lot somewhere. Don’t you hate it when that happens?

I don’t want to write about aliens and hateful characters because today I feel like deciding what I’d name a boat if I had one. And actually I DO have one, sort of, although it’s not exclusively mine, but a family owned pontoon boat which we refer to as the Good Ship Lollipop. I think it deserves to be called something more original than that.

So that’s what my brain is going to focus on today, and not the personality traits of aliens and why we have the oh-so-annoying human habit of wanting to hate things for pleasure. Sorry, guy on the bench who is probably a really sweet man and was born and raised in Winnipeg.

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