Camisado

It happens when you least expect it, like most unappealing things do. When the dreary day comes to a close and you snuggle beneath your blankets cozily and the warmth surrounds you, finally allowing you to become comfortable, you succumb to a deep sleep. One of the most restorative you've had so far.

Your mind isn't there anymore. You find yourself drifting off more and more with each passing second feeling like an eternity. You know you're about to release your mind at rest. . .until you find yourself in a much different place than you imagined.

Are you asleep? You don't know. You can't know. You see a white light before you, and it feels pleasant to the touch of your now-frozen flesh. You're cold, and you know something isn't right, but you can't move because your brain has paralyzed your spine.

You try to speak, but can't. If you make an effort to move, it will get you nowhere, and it is only then do you realize you're faced with a helpless situation. Your body begins to sting like your cracked skin from reloading your rifle in the unforgiving Winter.

You convince yourself that if you can move, you can snap out of this delusion. That is all you can assume it is, merely a nightmare. You're assured now that it will end soon. You imagine you will wake up in a cold sweat, but will come to settle down again.

You imagine this until you don't. The white light is becoming more and more distinct, and you still have no idea what it is. What it could be is unimaginable to you at this point, and you know this because you came upon the realization that your brain was spilling chemicals into you. You read about this process somewhere, but you never imagined it would happen to you.

And then nothingness.

Your blood runs as cold as your murderer's intentions as he treads away into the night.

Paper Balloons?

So I decided to go on a quest to find out of its possible for a balloon to be paper. My first goal was to find out what exactly something must be, to be a balloon. What the qualifications, and limitations were.

My first action of course, was to simply look it up, and courtesy of Dictionary.com, I was able to come up with the following definitions.

1. a bag made of thin rubber or other light material, usually brightly colored, inflated with air or with some lighter-than-air gas and used as a children's plaything or as a decoration

2. a bag made of a light material, as silk or plastic, filled with heated air or a gas lighter than air, designed to rise and float in the atmosphere and often having a car or gondola attached below for carrying passengers or scientific instruments.

Although these don't say that a balloon can be made out of paper, it does not prove that one could not be. Thus, I turn to my good old friend, Wikipedia. However, it basically told me the same thing.

My quest turned to google. The first thing I came across was this :
http://www.metacafe.com/watch/275449/paper_balloon/

The video says it will make a paper balloon, but I dont think it was totally honest. What I saw being made, was a paper cube. SO I decided to search on.

Upon further search, I was only able to find similar videos. I was also able to find balloons coated with paper, and I was almost ready to give up!


But then, Alas, I had an epiphany. What if one was to take a paper lunch bag, fill it with helium, and ties the open end shut? It would surely float, and how could one say that it is not a balloon? By god I solved the riddle!

Thank you, for reading this most intuitive blog post.