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Spectacular news for people that like to read my blog. You can read the blog of my new caswell counterpart (man I love alliteration!) Jacob Jackson. Just click on this link right here to be taken to thingsareinteresting.blogspot.com. Good stuff I say! Good stuff indeed!

For some odd reason after I woke up and got to the cafe this morning for breakfast, I found myself singing the word "sausage" to the tune of "Thriller." Ironic considering the whole Michael Jackson junk went down just yesterday. Before you dismiss me, once again, for being a complete idiot I urge you...just try it. Soon you too will experience the joy of what I now call, Thriller Sausage Song.

"Su-su-su-SAUSAGE! SAA-AUUU-SAGE."

Now I'm going to string into my post, the topic of Jacob's most recent post.
Clones.
You see, we got started on the subject yesterday at lunch when someone made the comment of not wanting to go to work and I suggested they make a clone, with a 24 hour life span, to take their place. The only problems would be that:
(1) You couldn't let the clone see you because it would then know it was a clone, and go on a crazy spree.
and
(2)Body disposal.
Alarmingly enough, the cute and harmless looking girl I happened to make this suggestion to seemed to have confidence in her ability to do just that. My hope is that it doesn't come from experience.

While clones could certainly be useful for stopping tornados, world hunger, and poverty, I think they would best be suited for the occupation of "Wal*Mart Greeter." I don't know, but wouldn't it be great to have a clone put a smily sticker on you when you go shopping. I just got chills thinking about it.

Perhaps an even better job for clones would be in the army. The army could clone the actual army and do some crazy stuff...like run screaming into the terrorist nest and then laughing at the pansy terrorists afterwards like "HA, those were just the clones....BOOM!"

Two drastically different occupations for clones but I think if you look closely you'll find that they really are similar in many respects.

According to Kyle, Hobbits built the tables in the cafe just after milking the maple syrup for our pancakes from the wood!