Random lyric I heard last night: "With a monkey that looks like Elvis"
My co-worker and I today were discussing my wife's observation that because of my television/radio background I have a capacity to say things with a certain voice of authority, even when I clearly do not know what I'm talking about. I don't do this intentionally, it just happens that way (Dave, if this ever happens to you please back me up).
People who have spent some amount of their career focusing on their voice, and even those who have spent some amount of their career telling reporters and anchors what to do (I have done both) are just more comfortable in their speech. That comfort is often confused for authority and knowledge on the part of a listener. As such, no one called me on it when I falsely claimed today that Monaco is located on the African continent.
"Wait," I said after about two seconds. "That's wrong."
A second later, Google confirmed that I had confused Monaco with Morocco.
"What did we do before Google?" my co-worker asked.
"Well, I know that I certainly talked a lot more shit.*"
The end result of this is that the technology exists and I think it's time some company (Google?) put everything together and made an actual Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy. It would be a sort of palm computer that linked to a massive and constantly updated database that offered everything from articles on the Peace of Westphalia to the best Indian food in the LL22 postcode.
Why am I so skeptical of this?
Avast thar, I wish my university student government had been this interesting.
Crime runs rampant in Omaha.
Angela Broussard is easily moved.
*I once told Esther that the "I" in "I-94" stands for "Ike." She was suffering extreme womanly pains at the moment and chose to ignore me.