There's a game called Pong-Ping in which four players, at crossroads (plus formation) at a specially-designed table, hold egg-shaped?only rounder?white balls with their thumbs and forefingers, and use this grip to send a paddle?that's not unlike a skillet of tasty meat flying back and forth, from one to another. Sometimes, the field comes into play and chunks of it are telekinetically levitated and thrown back and forth. This is known as table tennis.

I love responsiveness. I love when I send an email and get a fast reply. It doesn't have to be the most blazing, as I leave a pouch for several days (and admittedly somedays I must contemplate before replying to my own), but I am impressed by that punctuality and Pong-Ping in others. Or even in textchat, which I am not fully accustomed to, but more comfortable than voice in a number of situations,?I do appreciate a profound typing speed that keeps the train running along.?So while I'm not extremely demanding, I do have my demands.

I can close my eyes and see stars. Constellations, and it's kind of like the stars are twinkling, blinkling, and that's the contact I'm receiving from an alien world. It's like "I tap you gently, you tap me back to acknowledge my tap". Otherwise it's like a PITA, like sending support emails to certain companies and never hearing a word back. Grrr!

A lot of great ideas get lost that way. Or maybe they just fall through the floorboards, only to be rediscovered at a later date. The saying "There's a white elephant in the room with us" always makes me laugh, because even if it's metaphysical, it does get me thinking of what we do not necessarily see but what is there. Do you remember Transformers? How supposedly, Decepticon leader Megatron could throw a bunch of his mass into subspace to become a gun fired by Soundwave or perhaps Starscream? I wonder if that happens with ideas sometimes. Not even on a supernatural level, but it's just that?I plant idea seeds in a room, and they are fertilized, and someone comes in here later and senses that and brings up a related topic.

It's obvious going into a funeral home will bring up talk of death. Maybe this is just more subtle. Having urns on a mantle is not unheard of. Neither are coffee table books and other conversation pieces in order to trigger gammachains and get the rippleshock flowing. Pong! Ping! One's own property brought into a room, such as a wild zoot suit, could have a similar effect in triggering senses. And then it all pools together.