A beach house isn't just real estate. It's a state of mind.

Arthur felt happy. He was terribly pleased that the day was for once working out so much according to plan. Only twenty minutes ago he had decided he would go mad, and now here he was already chasing a Chesterfield sofa across the fields of prehistoric Earth.

Obviously somebody had been appallingly incompetent and he hoped to God it wasn't him.

Now the world has gone to bed, Darkness won't engulf my head, I can see by infrared, How I hate the night. Now I lay me down to sleep, Try to count electric sheep, Sweet dream wishes you can keep, How I hate the night. -Marvin

What does it matter? Science has achieved some wonderful things, of course, but I'd far rather be happy than right any day.

Bypasses are devices that allow some people to dash from point A to point B very fast while other people dash from point B to point A very fast.

It was one of those pictures that children are supposed to like but don't. Full of endearing little animals doing endearing things, you know?