Hello, Netizen
I vanish for... well, weeks actually, and then the day I plan to post something (because I once again have moments in which I'm free to live, liiiiiiivvve, bwahahahaha1) the Interwebs explode.
Dramadramadramadramadrama. Whee.
And to add to that, the link I was given to explain it seems to have felt the overwhelming DDOS powers of the Slashdot Effect.
...which takes away from what I had for post content, really. Next to fandom exploding, it suddenly seems kind of vanishing to write a whole paragraph about how narcissus pseudonarcissus may well be the best. plant name. ever. Seriously. Narcissus pseudonarcissus. I'm completely adding it to my never-maintained interests listonce I get advice on the legality of wild daffofils. Narcissus pseudonarcissus. It's a binomial name, but cute. They're only words, but they're words that you want to hug3.
It really, really doesn't improve from here. Case in point-
I'm convinced that the single worst machine ever built was the second clock. Clock the second. Clock number two. Two, two clocks, ha ha ha!
One clock? Fantastic. Everyone knew what time it was. Wanted to meet someone? The clock would tell you! They'd put it high up in a tower, where its mechanical talents of timekeeping made it the ultimate authority on all matters temporal.
And then, suddenly, a second clock comes along. And despite everyone's best efforts, it keeps different time. I'm completely astounded that this minimal preponderance of timepieces didn't immediately cause civil unrest as arguments over proper time boiled over into city-wide brawls over the One True Clock.
...this is almost turning into a possibly-interesting story idea. Hmm...
Unlike the FrozPak truck that I saw this morning, presumably delivering foodstuffs. Every time I see it from now on, I'll have no choice to imagine that the side instead reads "Frobozz Magic Frozen Foodstuffs Company"4.
...
Hello, Consumer
And, um, that's it for the moment. So, what about you? What's been happening in your little parts of the world?
Narcissus pseudonarcissus! Whee!
I vanish for... well, weeks actually, and then the day I plan to post something (because I once again have moments in which I'm free to live, liiiiiiivvve, bwahahahaha1) the Interwebs explode.
Dramadramadramadramadrama. Whee.
And to add to that, the link I was given to explain it seems to have felt the overwhelming DDOS powers of the Slashdot Effect.
...which takes away from what I had for post content, really. Next to fandom exploding, it suddenly seems kind of vanishing to write a whole paragraph about how narcissus pseudonarcissus may well be the best. plant name. ever. Seriously. Narcissus pseudonarcissus. I'm completely adding it to my never-maintained interests list
It really, really doesn't improve from here. Case in point-
I'm convinced that the single worst machine ever built was the second clock. Clock the second. Clock number two. Two, two clocks, ha ha ha!
One clock? Fantastic. Everyone knew what time it was. Wanted to meet someone? The clock would tell you! They'd put it high up in a tower, where its mechanical talents of timekeeping made it the ultimate authority on all matters temporal.
And then, suddenly, a second clock comes along. And despite everyone's best efforts, it keeps different time. I'm completely astounded that this minimal preponderance of timepieces didn't immediately cause civil unrest as arguments over proper time boiled over into city-wide brawls over the One True Clock.
...this is almost turning into a possibly-interesting story idea. Hmm...
Unlike the FrozPak truck that I saw this morning, presumably delivering foodstuffs. Every time I see it from now on, I'll have no choice to imagine that the side instead reads "Frobozz Magic Frozen Foodstuffs Company"4.
...
Hello, Consumer
And, um, that's it for the moment. So, what about you? What's been happening in your little parts of the world?
Narcissus pseudonarcissus! Whee!
- Seven weeks just seems a little beyond the scope of 'I ATEN'T DEAD'2.
- Also, I seriously need an 'I ATEN'T DEAD' icon, because clearly I suck at posting when I'm beset by assignments.
- There is no scientific evidence of a link between narcissus pseudonarcissus and overuse of italic text.
- Also, I'll have to make a 'Frobozz Magic Icon Company' icon, or such. And all the icons I still owe to the people to whom they're promised.
