|I found another concept . . .
||[Nov. 4th, 2017|03:41 pm]
Phrembah (a potato-like mystery)
. . . lying on the ground in the parking lot outside the 7-11. My grandmother always told me not to pick stuff like this up because "you don't know where it's been." She's right; I don't know where it's been, but . . .
How about growing up in various contexts? It seems you can be an adult in one or more contexts while remaining a complete rube in others. In fact I'm certain that it happens all the time. Becoming a world-class auto mechanic consists of growing into a seasoned adult in the context of auto mechanics. You can, however, at the same time, remain a mewling infant in other contexts.
Film at eleven.