i often think about mansa musa, who was so fabulously wealthy he single-handedly lowered the price of gold in egypt during his pilgrimage. what a story.
i rode on the back of a golf cart today. i believe that these things were made to kill. i've felt less g's on a rollercoaster while upside down than i did going 25 mph (40 kmh) on the back of that machine.
i wonder what creates the human urge to want to eat anything that it sees alive. i have eaten gator. i see alligators and imagine eating them. they taste like chicken.
one of my greatest fears is needing glasses later in life. despite how well others can pull off glasses, i fear that i lack the genes that don't make me look like a nerd just waiting to be shoved in davy jones' locker.