Archived comment by Saint:
Ah, but with all those minds focused on it, it had to exist. Of course, if those minds couldn't decide what it was doing, it probably alternated between smoldering and simply being out.

Archived comment by Bael:
Cabo sounds like a good idea to me. There is nothing so conducive to philosophy as a bonfire the size of a Volkswagon, and a gallon of Stoli Stingers.

Heh. And home made firecrackers. Some friends and I once spent a good ten minutes hiding behind a fallen tree debating the liklihood that the homemade fuse on a pound of black powder was out, or still smoldering. I think of it as the "Schroedingers bomb incident."

Archived comment by Jo3sh:
I can get drunk and philosphical right at home. Going to Mexico to do so seems a little odd.

Archived comment by Lynne:
Maybe they're going to Cabo Wabo? There, you could get drunk, philosophical, and, laid! Works for me!

Archived comment by Saint:
Personally, I've always found alcohol very conducive to a philosophical state. But if you're going to Cabo hoping to get laid instead of get drunk, maybe philosophy would be out of place.

Archived comment by Passerby:
Dave, you mean "tenet". Tenants rent
apartments.

Archived comment by Dave Warden:
I think the quote refers to Cabo San Lucas. It is at the southern tip of the Baja California reigon of Mexico. I see no reason why one could not be philisophical and have a good time there, as long as a major tenent of the philosiphy is drinking heavily.

Archived comment by Karin:
Can I ask what/where Cabo is? Somewhere in California?

I actually read it as "Cobo" at first, that is an ice rink in Detroit. I was bored/not feeling well yesterday and I watched "The Tonya Harding Story" on E! Pretty pathetic, I know, but that is where Nancy Kerrigan got bashed.

Archived comment by Arlene:
Happy Holiday of choice everyone.

Archived comment by Aaron:
There's a wrong time to get all philosophical? Damn...