“What is this existential crisis doing in my soup?!”
“It appears to be doing the backstroke, sir.”
This reminded me of the stroke in my teens, in coma dream I was told by what seemed to be a 4th dimensional person, I will survive but will die at the age of 42… or in ‘42 (2042). I can’t remember which, as I just suffered a massive stroke lol.
Now, I’m not one to believe in premonitions, but that coma dream has haunted me and I’m not even a spiritual person.
My dad died when he was 42. You don’t happen to be a huge alcoholic with no memory prior to 1992? Are you my reincarnated father?
Sorry, I don’t drink alcohol and remember far too much of a life I wish I could forget.
That’s because 42 is the answer from the book hitchhiker’s guide to the galaxy, and subconsciously could permeate your thoughts. Not because is in 42 years or when you’re 42.
Hate to disappoint, but I hadn’t heard of the franchise until 2005, due to the movie. As you might imagine, hearing 42 used in works like that would give me chills.
Nice feedback, still on brand with the answer.
Maybe you’re the original hitchhiker.
In 2042 you’ll be 62ish or something I don’t wanna think about math, but that’s around the average American life expectancy and isn’t too bad.
I have no Idea what this genre of humor is, but I kinda dig it. Cosmic absurdity mixed with internet “haha so random” humor?
Sounds a bit like the “john dies at the end” series, I’ve heard it described other ways but I think of it as cosmic horror comedy
A good example of what things are like I feel is the start of chapter 9 at mcdonalds(if you stop there it won’t spoil anything) for the weirdness and then you have stuff like aiming a dog’s butt at people like a gun and it being a deadly threat
I propose continuing with modernerism. Post-modernerism, super-post-modernerism, way-past-due-modernerism and so on.
