h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

Mmm. Now here's a thought. What would be the result if towards the end of your life you placed together in a long line a list of all of the numbers you were ever issued? By that I mean telephone numbers, account numbers, house numbers,exam numbers, serial numbers: and number, in fact, of significance and other such additions. The result would be surely a number relating to only one individual, as personal as a fingerprint. As unique as a strand of DNA.

Well, that's it. make of it what you will.

Isn't caffine great for inspiring these random kind of musings?
(I'm sittig in an internet coffee shop and the Coffee is fantastic! - Try the Lava Java, at the Java Coffee House, Chesterfield, England.)

Clive

Yes... Definitly a thought.
I had one of those once....
But it went away.

Do you ever have it where you walk into a room and completely forget why you went in there in the first place? This is especially troublesome if in the toilet or the funeral chapel at the time. Is this common or just a sign of my ever increasing years. ( Ahh God ! I'll be Twenty in 2 Months...)

I do that all the time. Sometimes I won't even make it all the way out of the chair before I'm like, "What was I getting up for?" My father calls them senior moments, but he's got 30 years on me and he's not even properly a senior citizen yet.

Actually, the way life expectancy keeps increasing, by the time we make it to middle age, we'll be in our 70's. I'm not sure if that's good or bad...

Bye now