Stories tagged “42”
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Good Advice
The phone sits in front of me, oblivious to my hesitance. What if the book is right and that number is God’s phone? Not having a dialing code might be troublesome but then, if it was true, He probably had taken all necessary measures to ensure it wor...
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Common Sense Fails Again
My common sense kept telling me, Don’t do anything drastic, today just can’t handle a huge change. Aw, c’mon, temptation suavely said, what’s the harm in trying a new kind of coffee? It’s just a different flavor, nothing h...
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The Earth's Epiphany
The Earth orbited the Sun, pondering as it went. It had come to the conclusion that “What is 6 multiplied by 9?”, even in the base 13 system. The Earth was becoming increasingly annoyed at the commotion the humans were making. “That p...
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Answer; Question
42 The answer had been intuited by a comedy writer who knew not the gravity of his joke. Samms had contemplated the proper way to divine the question, which, according to said author, was What do you get when you multiply 6 by 9? which was certainly tr...
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Blowin' in the Wind
He had been walking for days, perhaps weeks, or so it seemed. Time didn’t always flow at a constant rate here, so he couldn’t be sure. The battery on his iPod has only drained 5% since he began his journey, yet he’d listened to 21,193 songs. That...
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42, She Is (42 challenge)
I run up to the man with the squinted eyes and the yellow sign. Better than Google—here’s Asian. “QUICK!” I cry. “WHAT IS THE QUESTION TO LIFE, THE UNIVERSE AND EVERYTHING?” “Why isn’t it 7?” “...
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The Question Is...
Tibetan prayer flags flapped all around me. I pulled my scarf tighter across my face. The monk, unfazed by the cold air, sat cross-legged on a frayed cushion, his eyes closed. “Excuse me,” I said, with a polite, British cough. “Can you help me?
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A Pair of Docs Walk Into a Bar
Brandon grabbed the clip away from Taz. “Dude, you’re like, time out, you’re hoarding!” Taz pulled up the rim of his hat and looked at Brandon. “Bran, man, I wouldn’t hog the nice. You’re like my bro, Bro.̶...
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How Long?
“This can’t be right, you’re wrong, you have to be wrong, I just have a stomach bug,” Lily stuttered. “I’m sorry Miss, er, Carwin, but I’m afraid it’s true,” the doctor replied rechecking his chart to make sure he was in fact correct....
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That Damn Book
“How many times you read that damn book anyways?” Jack said, shaking the thin book in his fist. Chrissie didn’t have to look up and see the edges of the running shoe with rocket engines to know which book he meant, or what the answer ...
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Must End
The Champ swallows hard, pushes it all back. This isn’t a time for sad memories of dead daughters, dead wives. He launches a vicious jab at the other guy’s face. This is a time for vicious jabs. He didn’t come all this way to lose. He...
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Keep Left
Investigate the mysteries of life. Leaks in the apartment are always fun, don’t you think. Overly watching that movie I can’t stop enjoying, Bueller. Sitting in the coffee shop is good for a larf. Thinking I could be taking better pictures ...
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My Outlook
My greatest fear is complacency. I know what I have to do and when to do it, but I often times take an extra step just to make sure my task is completed to the best of my ability. This sounds like a good thing, but alot of the times I am looked at as a...