Gromit801 t1_j6heipc wrote

That actually saved my ass one night in 1975. I was coming home from a Montrose/Foghat concert, on a boring stretch of highway, with DSOTM in the cassette deck. Bad idea. Time came on, and I jumped awake to find myself vaguely pointing at a tree. Managed to correct without having an accident. Or heart attack.


Gromit801 t1_j5nusdk wrote

“Far out in the uncharted backwaters of the unfashionable end of the western spiral arm of the Galaxy lies a small unregarded yellow sun. Orbiting this at a distance of roughly ninety-two million miles is an utterly insignificant little blue green planet whose ape-descended life forms are so amazingly primitive that they still think digital watches are a pretty neat idea.”


Gromit801 t1_iwhi759 wrote

We are the C.I.T.s, so pity us.

The kids are brats, the food is hideous.

We're gonna smoke and drink and fool around,

we're nookie bound.

We're North Star C.I.T.s.


Gromit801 t1_itvxw6f wrote

Everyone’s assuming that when the alarm goes off, people will react as if they’ve been training for this moment most of their lives. In those 10 seconds, you have to disengage your thoughts from what you’re doing, refocus, recognize, and act. And if you have kids or elderly in the house, fagedaboutit.