Randomness is cool when it isn't randumbness (except, perhaps, when in BORED). For example:
Interesting how no one else seems to be reading between the lines.
(1). What the froik!!1??!!? I thiNk that my WhatSip went to diner!! I mean dinner!!!Nothin da jUpe!!!!!!¡!!
I had thought that this was pretty obvious.
(2). A really big tire filled with helium has the option of floating off the ground, much like a helium filled balloon does. But while these kinds of balloons soar up into the air without exception, really big tires filled with the same stuff aren't quite so predictable. Why is this? Well, no scientists understand the phenomenon, but I have a theory: The tires are too big. When you make something too big, it gets an attitude. It says things like, "I'm big and bad, and if you tell me to do something, I might have to crush you!! So watch it, shrimp!" And so huge, helium filled tires are full of giant egos as well, and they pretty much do as they please. They will float only if they happen to feel like doing so, which isn't too often. They're quite moody, and they aren't very fun to play dodge ball with. Trust me, I've tried.
At least this discussion is cool, right?
(1) is an example of randumbness, and (2) is just randomness. Which is better? Definitely (2). In fact, (1) is so bad that even BORED might have to cough it up. So, please, if you like to be random, please be just that—and not randumb.
. . . Or not right?
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