What I read and why
Interesting, Steve. My personal paradise would be exactly the life that I live now, minus work. Oh, and add in a giant tub. So basically, it would be my apartment, bookshelves, giant tub, dogs, rodents, Sims and late night drunken phone calls.
OK, Beepy's blazed the trail here - but I want to hear from ALL of you! What's your personal idea of paradise? Surely you arent't ALL dreaming of long drunken talks with me while lounging in the tub?
An infinite supply of:bacon, egg, and cheese sandwiches good bookscoffeeThat would keep me happy for several thousand lifetimes.
My paradise would a bit more out there - though it would certainly include the tub and the books and the sandwiches (god, Jeff - you really know how to make my stomach growl) - I think it'd also be a place where I could, I dunno, fly, mould reality to whatever I can imagine, watch my own dreams and memories played back like bigscreen movies - learn the answers to questions unknown, witness moments in history like a fly on the wall, sleep with Scarlet Johansson yet paradoxically not be cheating on my wife... You know, stuff like that.
Mine would be an endless, unheated library full of books (both known and unknown to me) and dogs (ditto, since of course it wouldn't be paradise without Beetle). There'd be duplicates of my old easychair (you know, the one Jeff refuses to fix ... grumblegrumble...) in every good nook, each piled with throws and blankets, and beside each would be a cup and a wine-pitcher that never empties (there'll be $4 rotgut in heaven, right?). I'd sleep as little as I do now, but there'd be naps! Those GREAT naps that sneak up on you and feel better than a whole year's worth of legitimate sleep? All the naps would feel like those...
Come on now folks - keep those Heavens coming! For instance, we've yet to hear from Sam - Hell, even Jews can dream, right? And what about my fellow atheists? You get to go HAWG WILD if you're sure nobody's listening, right?
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