Why would anyone make a private blog post? Doesn’t that defeat the whole purpose?
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My thanks to Randy Milholland for making my point in NGST3 for me. For some reason, NGST2 has garnered some new interest. Much of this would not exist if not for NGST3 and this comic. Enjoy.

I’ve been thinking a lot about friendship lately. Specifically, I’ve been thinking about a previous post of mine that got me into all sorts of trouble with my [label missing]s at the time. If you’ve not read that post, just know that I boiled down all friendship into the following five types:
What bothered me about this list was a throw-away line in Fight Club about single-serving friends. A single-serving friend is a person you talk to for a set amount of time (say an airplane flight). What makes them single serving is the fact that you’re forced to be together and you might as well just talk to them and get to know someone.
This led me to a realization about human interaction: people are often forced to be around people they otherwise would not be. It sounds to me like the perfect time to write another list!
My roadtrip (mentioned here and started here) has officially ended. Actually, it officially ended a month ago, I just wanted to write my travels down when I had time and, sadly, that hasn’t been until today.
For the first half of my journey, I relied exclusively on MapQuest!, but something about their map was simply. . . odd:

so I switched to Google Maps instead.
It was a much smoother journey:

Having just left my friend Jess’ house, I have become fully convinced that she is the most wonderful person on the planet. Jess is now one of the few people I would be willing to marry without a second’s hesitation.
Of course, I wouldn’t dare sentence her to a life with me. It’s lucky she wouldn’t be willing to marry me anyway.
Which is why I came up with a better solution: I’ll have her marry my former roommate Trumpet Rob.
The problem is that Trumpie already has a girlfriend. A rather fun one, too. That’s why I’ve decided to that the only rational solution is to kidnap Trumpie’s girlfriend and throw Jess and him a surprise wedding.
Yes, sometimes my solutions waver in their rationality. . . .