G is for Gravity
My husband hates gravity. It annoys him to no end. He truly wants to devise an anti-gravity solution. He mentioned the other day that he thinks he has it worked out. Maybe he does. He’s an amazingly creative and inventive guy with significant engineering prowess. Although he was an English professor by profession, he comes from a long line of engineers in his family, so the genes are solid. Engineering has always been a hobby for him rather than a vocation, so I believe he could have devised a functional anti-gravity solution.
I don’t get what the big deal is. I guess I just don’t understand the gravity of the situation.
*chuckle*
Well, a light antigravity belt would keep it from hurting so hard when I fall. There’s a lot to be said for that. 🙂