Before you throw those stones at me, tell me what's your house made of?

Over the last couple weeks I've discovered that simply changing the way I think about and anticipate the future dramatically changes how quickly my days go by. It seems only logical, then, that I must be mere steps away from the ability to time travel.

I wonder how many subculturally engaged Americans are aware that Bohemia was an actual country from which people do, actually, derive lineage. The next time someone claims to be bohemian, I think he should be stripped of his paintbrush and black turtleneck if he can't speak intelligently about the Habsburg monarchy.

Things I Know How to Say in French That Make Me Wonder Under What Context Would Having This Knowledge Be More Important Than Knowing the Word for, Say, "Scissors":
- Navel ring
- Textile mill
- Snowshoeing
- Home theater entertainment system
- Unicorn
- Alimony payments

Have you ever noticed that some people seem to naturally have faces that let you see into their futures? There are a couple friends I have who I can look at and instantly picture what they're going to look like when they're shuttling kids to and from soccer practice. I wonder if that's the sort of thing you can see in yourself, too, or if it's another one of those jokes nature and perception team up to play on us.