So today I got a 12" pizza and the box had a "Total Satisfaction Guarantee" written across the side. I ate the whole thing [minus one slice I gave my buddy DJ] and I must admit, I wasn't completely satisfied. I could've eaten a few more slices easy. Please, how can you guarantee satisfaction? Business is such a funny thing. I think it's just an excuse for all the anti-social people in the world to be able to socialize without such a fear of the interactions. Human interaction is human interaction. Two peoples facing each other and acting out their personalities at each other. But if someone tries to be rude or otherwise confrontational, they are simply called "unprofessional" and are expected to feel bad about it. I'm looking at a gnat seated on a radio playing NPR's Entomology [bug guys] show. Insects are incredible. Such simple little mechanical structures. They're so simple, but their evolution up to this point is anything but. An insect is so unaware of all the work that went into it's being. Business is the same way. A huge network of humans doing little tiny amounts of work day in and day out, but each person doing their part to support the facade of this society we live in. There is an infinite history behind every molecule, and every atom within that molecule. An infinite amount of knowledge to never be known, and an infinitesimal amount of knowledge known and retained.

On my way to my future, just passin' through.
Cya-
Justin