> > > Here's an idea for a thread here. How about you
> > > telling me what *You* Think, in the "I Think" tradition?
> >
> > >
> > > What other freakish musings can we come up with?
> >
> > I once read somewhere that fiction books should all be loosely autobiographical. It seems to me that if that were really the case we would have a heckuva lot more books about authors than we have now.
> >
> > -M"not freakish, just a musing"el
>
> (Nyp twists his mind into "I Think" mode)
>
> I think that Scotty's transporter/converter(ch. 9, DotA) would be a great boon to the weight loss industry IF we could make something that would transport back without converting. Send a fat-laden food through, and it becomes a non-fat food. Send it back through the other one, and it remains as is. The only drawback would be that would convert all of the nutrients to non-nutrients. Perhaps Scotty's could be rigged so that it would only convert fat. Then we'd really have something there.
>
> (Nyp untwists his mind... whew)
>
> Nyper"Penso"old

Reading through the old messages...isn't this fun!

How about if you could send, well...I don't want to say fat, but you know. People of larger girth, through the transporter and come out on the other end slimer...Instant Liposuction, with none of the pain or recovery time...

A thought I think a lot...

I think I'm not really here at all...I'm really in a mental institution with doctors all around me trying to break through my insanity. But all I see is my normal, everyday boring life...Driving to work is really me sitting in a chair, with my hands in the air and my feet pressing imaginary pedals...and everytime I tell someone about This Theory, the doctors get all excited, cause maybe I'm having a breakthrough or something, but I'm not cause I WANT to stay in this imaginary world of mine...(they don't think I'm having a breakthrough now, cause they can't see what I'm typing...they only see my hands moving like Im typing. But maybe they put a keyboard under my hands so that what I'm typing shows up on the screen in the doctors office...and right now nurses are running to check and see if I'm finally coming out of this phsychosis(sp?) and maybe my mom and dad are standing there with tears in their eyes, cause they think their little girl is finally gonna get better and....)

Ti"I think about this WAY too much"cia