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OK, somehow you've managed to get yourself shrunk way down in size. Maybe you are in a submarine with Raquel Welch and Donald Pleasance, or maybe Rick Moranis pointed a laser at you. Or maybe it was Dr. Shrinker (he's a madman with an evil mind.) Who knows? The main thing is, you are about to be shoved inside the spongy grey stuff that makes Andrew Looney the guy that he is. Before entering the brain, please wipe your feet on the mat. Andy doesn't want people tracking a lot of dirt around in there. Better still, take off your shoes. Are you ready? From here, you can start by visiting a map of the brain, or you can go directly into the Control Center.  I should note that this version of my brain is now woefully
out of date. The events of the past couple of years have painted
many changes on the walls inside my actual brain, and there just
hasn't been any time available to update this virtual copy. Sorry!
I'll try to get to it one of these days. In the meantime, think
of this as being like a visit to my brain combined with a trip
back in time, to October 1997... |
Thoughts are archived by year... |
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