We hope to see more Tastefully Tackys down the road. I go by the theory of reciprocity - if we are accommodating to our customers, they will give us something back in return.

Now he was…dust. To an outside observer, these ten seconds had been ground up into ten thousand uncorrelated moments and scattered throughout real time - and in model time, the outside world had suffered an equivalent fate. Yet the pattern of his awareness remained perfectly intact: somehow he found himself, “assembled himself” from these scrambled fragments. He’d been taken apart like a jigsaw puzzle - but his dissection and shuffling were transparent to him. Somehow - on their own terms - the pieces remained connected.

Imagine a universe entirely without structure, without shape, without connections. A cloud of microscopic events, like fragments of space-time … except that there is no space or time. What characterizes one point in space, for one instant? Just the values of the fundamental particle fields, just a handful of numbers. Now, take away all notions of position, arrangement, order, and what’s left? A cloud of random numbers.

But if the pattern that is me could pick itself out from all the other events taking place on this planet, why shouldn’t the pattern we think of as ‘the universe’ assemble itself, find itself, in exactly the same way? If I can piece together my own coherent space and time from data scattered so widely that it might as well be part of some giant cloud of random numbers, then what makes you think that you’re not doing the very same thing?

With extinction, we may just vanish.

Ultimately, in its collapse, Laos was important because it proved the validity of the so-called 'domino theory', which preached that communism - once victorious in South Vietnam - would metastasize throughout the region.

I hope to talk with the road department next week, but with this last storm it is looking unlikely we will get the road open to the lake. I'm just hoping we can get it graded to the resort.

To love someone is nothing, to be loved by someone is something, but to be loved by the one you love is everything