Coming Back to Life

Life: you have to first ascribe worth and value to that particular variable, creating a unique isolation of it against all others, which forms a displacement equal to the value... this creates a kind of alignment competition as all things not ascribed the value of the particular begin borrowing from the value or demonstrating a self-value that is set either on par with, or above that originating variable.  Life, it is ironic. Thank you, Jack; I could just kill my mother for telling me that and then recant her scanting story.  She’s dead though I miss her so.  I am the daughter of Irony and I have the t-shirt to prove it, finally, it says, “I make Marquis De Sade look like Barney.” It’s almost as funny as that, Reita is an awesome chick t-shirt for cool chicks name Reita.  Mother would be so proud of me.  And then of course I go into my famous tap-dance monotone, and say: “Ah, you've come to read my trousers…”  I suppose now I'll have to finish my piece on 21st century undergarments and adventures in journalism. Jack, I Kant stop laughing so I’ll just enjoy the journey.   Laughter is the best medicine for anything, even life.  A very wise and passionate man once said to me that “Life does have an abundance of irony, some funny, some not so much. It's good to smile though, regardless.”  (RS)    
   
And, besides all that, Pink Floyd Rocks.