There's a brand spankin' new Blogger site called Sunday Scribblings that my wife Laini and her bloggy-friend Meg recently started. Basically, it's a place where anyone who so chooses can participate in writing about the topic of the week (which they "assign") -- pretty cool, neh?! The current (first!!) topic is "What Would You Attempt If You Knew You Would Not Fail." Well, I've interpreted it as if the "Knew You Would Not Fail" part was quite literal and all-encompassing, so, here it goes:
Knowing he would not -- nay, could not -- fail, Chemistry/Baking double-major grad student Studebaker Shoebox set out to invent that which would bring the world to its next phase. This invention would cause what mankind had only half-heartedly considered, that which the greatest minds of the past and present could only dream of: pizza topping that would immediately, upon creation, bring about world peace.
With ingredients in hand and mixing bowl at the ready, he plunged in, whirring and mixing, stirring and frothing, until at last, before him oozed his miracle.
Suddenly, magically, men worldwide laid down their guns.
Knives were sheathed, tanks were clicked off.
Over the coming weeks war ships became party cruise liners, missiles were disarmed and became makeshift toboggans.
When people had a disagreement, they felt compelled to have a dance-off to settle their problems.
Studebaker Shoebox was ecstatic! At last, mankind knew true happiness.
Two days later the aliens invaded and mankind, ironically, was used as alien pizza topping, THE END.