Fact: I am taking the next six days off of work. It wasn’t really planned, so I don’t have any real idea what I’m going to do with it, but it is better than going to work. But I can assure you that, like the rest of my life, it will be of minimal interest.
Apart from that, what is up?
Yeah, me too.
Anyway, shut up. See youse later.
The joke is that I didn’t post anything on April Fools Day, I guess.
I got poisoned, though! Well, not really, but on Thursday I ate one of these little yogurt parfaits that the Superstore sells and the blueberries tasted a bit off, but because I wanted to get to the oatmeal beneath them, I just kept right on eatin’. After I woke up later Thursday I had a terrible taste in my mouth and a bit of general queasiness and such. I figure I probably shouldn’t have eaten those blueberries. Blueberries are delicious when they are fresh, but not worth it when they aren’t. Fact. I’m still in love with the parfaits, though. I’ll stick with the strawberry for now.
So, I bought a book a few weeks back (Trouble With Lichen, by John Whyndam) and was like sixty or more pages into it when I realized that thirty pages were missing. In a row. And it isn’t a clean tear, either. There is enough of the pages left in that I can make out whole words in some instances. That is the sort of thing that I should have caught before I bought it, but I guess it does explain why I got it for a dollar and it was marked “as is”. Ah, well.
Haiku!
Can’t stop the bum rush.
Don’t even bother to try.
You just can’t stop it.
So, for as long as I can remember, the newspaper that employs me would make its cover page black and white on Good Friday. You know, like they are mourning Jesus’s death an’ all ’at. This year they did not. This proves the newspaper is now Satanist. Proves it.
So, I managed to, at the last second before I had to go to work, get that Robot story up for International Robot Day. Good for me. For those who don’t know (which is a group that exceeds the population of the Earth) the robot Robexor first appeared in a story I did years ago. Things did not go as well for him that time.
For the record, I Googled “International Robot Day” and it seems there already is one on February 5th! So now we get two! Robots are so lucky.
And if they choose not to recognize my International Robot Day, you better believe I will retaliate. PDR style.
Robexor was walking around on the bottom of the ocean and making records of the various shipwrecks he came across as he had been for the last few months when an idea process began in his computronic mind. It had been a long time since he had been on the surface, he thought, maybe the […]
Why does all the spam that tries to post on my site have to be so complimentary? I’m constantly deleting comments about how interesting and wonderful my site is. Of course, since it isn’t such a great site, at least I can rationalize it by reminding myself that I am deleting lies.
Haiku!
The very best pie.
It has crust that tastes like gold.
And filling like tin.
I realize now that that pie doesn’t really sound so good… But I can’t argue with haiku.
I have just discovered that John Swartzwelder’s Frank Burly novel this year is to be called “The Last Detective Alive” and it will be released this Spring. Sweet. Anyone who likes absurdist comedy really ought to be reading the Frank Burly novels.
