I don't feel like waiting for tomorrow to do some other experiment. Could I somehow learn to fly? I tie my bed sheets around my waist and go to the top of a building by the pier. I stop and start laughing about how crazy this is, so I do a test run with an old teddy bear. he made it safely to the bottom. a little rip in his foot but hes fine. And now I feel as if maybe I could fly. Maybe I can, I just haven't ever really tried. The ridicuolousness off it all makes me want to laugh again. i then think about all of the possible ways i could fly. now i have mission

I held a hairbrush in one hand, and some dynamite in the other. no, I didn't blowup the hairbrush but I did do a science experiment.it all started with a question. What would happen If i blew up a microwave with dynamite? results of the test were expected. A boom sound was made and my microwave was demolished. But my hairbrush is alright. Basically it was fun. Wonder what ill do tomorrow.