I know I haven't posted anything worthy lately but honestly, where is there time to think when a girl has to concentrate on snowboarding everyday, and getting a suntan, and listening to lots of Fleetwood Mac? But alas, in the midst of riding the mountain in speedy rampages, I went back and found an insert in D.Miller's "Searching For God Knows What." These are his opinions on humans from his alien point of view. (no wry comment McMurray):

Humans, as species, are constantly, and in every way, comparing themselves to one another, which, given the brief nature of their existence, seems an oddity and, for that matter, a waste. Nevertheless, this is the driving influence behind every human's social development, their emotional health and sense of joy, and, sadly, their greatest tragedies. It is as though something that helped them function and live well has gone missing, and they are pining for that missing thing in all sorts of odd methods, none of which are working. The greater tragedy is that very few people understand they have the disease. This seems strange as well because it is obvious. To be sure, it is killing them, and yet sustaining their social and economic systems. They are an entirely beautiful people with a terrible problem.