My non-existent future…

So I thought I solved the mystery of life today. At least one of them. But no. Never mind. Let me tell you about it. (As if you couldn’t see that coming.) I was thinking. I know. You’re surprised. Thinking? Yes. All the time. But today was particularly exciting and disappointing. Today, I was thinking about words. Yep. Plural words to be exact. It gets better though. As I was thinking about how with most words one would add an “s” to the end, I began to ponder the many words I could possibly make plural:

cat —> cats
orange —> oranges
pile —> piles
car —> cars
bag —> bags
tire —> tires
blog —> blogs
channel —> channels
boat —> boats
queen —> queens

And that’s when it hit me. Queen. When do we ever use queen in the plural sense? Have we ever. Usually we talk about a queen as an active ruler, and therefore do not need to mention another queen. There has been a queen of places, but only one at a time (in the one particular place.) I started to make insane connection to the lack of the use “queens” to society… I would be the next great philosopher, the next great mind; no one could stop my genius from taking over…

*cue my friend*

I needed to tell someone… so I tried to explain my new discoveries to her. After I had managed to stumble over my sentences, she just stared at me blankly. After a few seconds she replied with:

Her: What about playing cards?
Me: What?
Her: Yeah.
Me: What are you talking about?
Her: You know… you have kings… jacks… QUEENS…

Damn. In ten minutes and my future as a genius was demolished. Fine then. I just I’ll keep blogging… yep…

Till later, Turtle