MeThey recognized me. That was weird. I didn't expect that.
FriendWhy?
MeI don't know. I only met them once, and… I don't know… I don't think of myself as being that memorable looking, that someone would remember what I looked like later. PLUS my hair was down and I was wearing totally different clothes. Last time I was wearing a headband and my hair was back in a ponytail.
FriendAnd you think that makes you look totally different.
MeYes.
FriendSo you think you're like Superman.
Me(Pause)YES!!!!
Showing posts with label Geek. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Geek. Show all posts
Yes, EXACTLY like that!
Body Snatchers
I sat next to a woman today. A very intelligent, lucid, entertaining woman, who was talking about her ailments. Except she kept saying "Aliens." - I wish I'd had a tape recorder going!
Her
I got so many aliens... And you know, the doctors? They don't tell you about all the different aliens you got. They don't go into details about your aliens! But I got a LOT of aliens in my body.
Engrish
Engrish.com is a site about unfortunate translation errors. When I need a laugh, I go there and read a minimum of 4 pages. - It always works.
Today I got through the first page with only a few minor chuckles. Then I read the Batman Begins Playing Card (below) and that did it for me. Maybe because I recently watched this movie (twice!) and totally missed this part of the plot ;)
* For those of you who've never seen the film, "Batman Begins" is about how Batman came to be. Bruce Wayne's parents were murdered in front of him when he was around 10 years old. He grew up wanting revenge and eventually became a vigilante. The movie shows how he learned all his cool stunts (from Ninjas), where his gadgets, car, and costume came from, why he decided to use the symbol of a bat, and how he came to use the basement under his mansion. That's the movie I saw. But, like I said, it seems I missed something... (Click the picture to read, and don't give up halfway. You'll miss it ;) )
Today I got through the first page with only a few minor chuckles. Then I read the Batman Begins Playing Card (below) and that did it for me. Maybe because I recently watched this movie (twice!) and totally missed this part of the plot ;)
* For those of you who've never seen the film, "Batman Begins" is about how Batman came to be. Bruce Wayne's parents were murdered in front of him when he was around 10 years old. He grew up wanting revenge and eventually became a vigilante. The movie shows how he learned all his cool stunts (from Ninjas), where his gadgets, car, and costume came from, why he decided to use the symbol of a bat, and how he came to use the basement under his mansion. That's the movie I saw. But, like I said, it seems I missed something... (Click the picture to read, and don't give up halfway. You'll miss it ;) )
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Photo courtesy of Engrish.com
I haven't seen this room before
I haven't watched the Space Station very much these past few months. (- I was away... then I was sick...) I think I may start watching it more again. For some reason, it brings me a great sense of peace. I'm not sure why. Maybe because it seems so unreal, and yet, it is real. I think I need that in my life in some ways. For more [good] unreal things to be real.
Red Shirt Fridays
I find this a bizarrely ironic name for a movement.
People wear all kinds of stuff on the Space Station. One Friday, I tried to read Mike Fossum's shirt. Mike was not cooperative with my efforts. Seems he thought fixing the space station was more important ;)
I was able to read enough of it to see that it was titled "Red Shirt Friday" and that it had something to do with supporting US troops. I did some searching and learned that this is a quiet movement that's been around since possibly 2005. The idea is for people to wear red shirts, which symbolize the spilled blood of soldiers, on Fridays, to show support for our troops, until all of them are brought home. I found no other explanation offered re the symbolism of wearing red shirts for this movement. Blood of soldiers. That's it.
Anybody else find "Red Shirts" an unfortunate and ironic symbol for our troops?!
Non Geeks Click Here
People wear all kinds of stuff on the Space Station. One Friday, I tried to read Mike Fossum's shirt. Mike was not cooperative with my efforts. Seems he thought fixing the space station was more important ;)
I was able to read enough of it to see that it was titled "Red Shirt Friday" and that it had something to do with supporting US troops. I did some searching and learned that this is a quiet movement that's been around since possibly 2005. The idea is for people to wear red shirts, which symbolize the spilled blood of soldiers, on Fridays, to show support for our troops, until all of them are brought home. I found no other explanation offered re the symbolism of wearing red shirts for this movement. Blood of soldiers. That's it.
Anybody else find "Red Shirts" an unfortunate and ironic symbol for our troops?!
Non Geeks Click Here
Spam to go
I got the BEST spam yesterday. Well maybe not the best. The best would have given me billions of dollars and not been a hoax! But the spam was impressive and made me LOL, and laughter is always good in my world!
The comment had several key words from my post so, initially, I thought it was a real comment, until I saw the name of the commenter! I don't know if a bot posted a standard form response, or if it alerted a human to my post and they posted a response, or if there are people whose job it is to sit at computers all day doing searches and manually entering spam. I'd like to think it was a bot because I'm quite fond of robots, but who knows.
Their response to yesterday's post:
The comment had several key words from my post so, initially, I thought it was a real comment, until I saw the name of the commenter! I don't know if a bot posted a standard form response, or if it alerted a human to my post and they posted a response, or if there are people whose job it is to sit at computers all day doing searches and manually entering spam. I'd like to think it was a bot because I'm quite fond of robots, but who knows.
Their response to yesterday's post:
Thank you spammer. I might just do that.
Cool Buildings
How cool would it be to see round windows in every office.
This had a lot of colors in it. Hard to capture driving by.
This one was super cool :)
I don't know what any of these were. They were pretty, I took pictures.
This looks like super hero headquarters to me.
Somewhere... somehow...
Shoes and Socks
Exercise
I mentioned yesterday that socks are worn around the Space Station. There's an exception to that. When astronauts are exercising (or going to and from exercising) they wear sneakers.
The guy in the back of the 2nd picture is wearing a treadmill harness. See those loops on either side of the harness? There are elastic straps that attach to each loop and then straight down to the floor of the treadmill to keep the astronaut pulled down onto the treadmill's surface during exercise. It'd be difficult to get traction if they kept floating away ;)
I'm pretty sure this is the treadmill. They were working on it this morning and it may have been making an odd sound because they kept holding a microphone to it while it was running. Either that or it's a very small conveyer belt to nowhere - that talks.
Space Socks
It was hard for me to get a good picture of the darker socks Sandy was wearing the other day. I thought maybe the white patterns on them were starbursts, or snow flakes, or maybe even Christmas trees. Today I saw another astronaut wearing the same socks, and Sandy was still wearing hers so they hadn't mistakenly grabbed the wrong pair ;) I figured that, unless they happened to shop at the same sock store, these might be Nasa issued socks, and it looks like they might be.
Look closely. Those are little white astronauts on there! - I want a pair!!! :D (Ok I want two pairs. One to save and one to wear :) )
International Space Station
My mom has been watching too. I set her up yesterday and she was very excited. I figure it's a step up from her watching the weather channel all day.
You can watch too if you'd like. (If the file downloads but doesn't work, download VLC media player and try opening it with that. VLC is a much better player. Everything works on there!)
What you see will vary. The camera views change depending on what's going on,
UFO
The night of the fireworks, a friend of mine pointed out a UFO hovering in the distance.
I guessed "helicopter." She guessed "blimp." Once it got closer we could see that she was right.
Or was she....
The things I learn...
I did some online research today for a story I'm writing. I was curious about Aeroponics vs Hydroponics and which is most effective etc. So I did a little Googling. And I've learned something. And maybe some of you already knew this - Maybe everybody in the world knows this! - but I didn't.
Do you know who discusses the various pros, cons, yields, quality, set up, cost effectiveness, and even the flavor of the crops from these two different methods, in intricate detail? Because I didn't, and this is fascinating to me.
Cannabis growers. That's right. And you know what? It makes sense! But I didn't know that they were at the forefront of using/discussing/researching and improving this technology. The only working Aero/Hydroponic systems I've ever seen were at Epcot Center! But these guys? The Pot growers? They know EVERYTHING. They have forums, videos, comparative photos... They build their own setups and know about all the various nutrient additives, contamination controls, drainage systems, spray pressures, misting intervals...
If you ever need information on Aeroponics vs Hydroponics (not to mention soil, with or without worm poop!) and you want to get the inside scoop, don't bother with government agencies and agricultural research facilities. Just go find a local dealer and they'll set you up with everything you need.
Do you know who discusses the various pros, cons, yields, quality, set up, cost effectiveness, and even the flavor of the crops from these two different methods, in intricate detail? Because I didn't, and this is fascinating to me.
Cannabis growers. That's right. And you know what? It makes sense! But I didn't know that they were at the forefront of using/discussing/researching and improving this technology. The only working Aero/Hydroponic systems I've ever seen were at Epcot Center! But these guys? The Pot growers? They know EVERYTHING. They have forums, videos, comparative photos... They build their own setups and know about all the various nutrient additives, contamination controls, drainage systems, spray pressures, misting intervals...
If you ever need information on Aeroponics vs Hydroponics (not to mention soil, with or without worm poop!) and you want to get the inside scoop, don't bother with government agencies and agricultural research facilities. Just go find a local dealer and they'll set you up with everything you need.
In a galaxy far far away... I'll be having a panic attack
Yesterday's One Word exercise (Galaxy) reminded me of a fear I have of not knowing my way home if I ever get stranded outside of our solar system.
Who has fears like this? Apparently I do. Or at least one was fostered in me about fifteen or so years ago at a planetarium.
I was sitting in the dark auditorium, looking up at the (fake) night sky, as stars and comets and little arrows whisked all over the place pointing out this feature or that. I want to say the narrator's voice in this presentation was Robin Williams but I might be mistaken. Maybe Billy Crystal? Anyway, this was not like planetarium shows I'd watched as a child, with specs of light. This was a whole surround sound video type of thing.
At one point the video showed an example of just how small we and our planet are. The view zoomed out to show a continent... a familiar sight. Then further to show our planet.... also familiar (Look! That's home!) and then further out to show our solar system... (That's us! Third rock from the sun! Look how pretty our solar system is!) and then further out to show our solar system amongst many others.
Right about this point my brain came to a screeching halt as I realized that I had no idea which of those stars was our own solar system. Next the view zoomed to a picture of our galaxy. This made me feel a tiny bit better. Our galaxy's images are, again, familiar. Then they zoomed out to show our galaxy amidst BILLIONS of other galaxies.... and that's when I panicked. And this panic was not alleviated by the view zooming further and further and further out and my realizing OMG I HAVE NO IDEA WHERE MY PLANET IS!!! HOW WOULD I GET HOME if I was THIS FAR OUT IN SPACE??!!!!!!
I seriously panicked! I was staring at the ceiling of the planetarium thinking "I have no idea how to find or figure out which galaxy is ours!" I had no frame of reference. I know how to identify our planet within our solar system and I know that we (supposedly) live in a spiral galaxy, but if there were a BAZILLION points of light spread out in front of you, who would have the TIME (or the FUEL!) to check out the INFINITE number of possibilities! I couldn't even narrow it down to a cluster! No clue. No idea whatsoever how to identify which little spec of light might be ours, and which direction to go if I ever got "out" that far.
I had to keep telling myself, in my head, "You're still ON Earth, you're sitting in a planetarium in a museum, you haven't gone anywhere and oh btw, YOU VERY LIKELY NEVER WILL!!! SNAP OUT OF IT!!!" I even made myself look around at the room and the chairs and the people, to try to ground myself, but my brain kept yelling back at me "Yeah but WHAT IF???!!!"
You know what finally made me calmer? When the video zoomed back down little by little, back to our galaxy, our solar system, our planet, our continent, and then finally, to us. THAT put my whole body back into a relaxed state. Not my telling myself anything logical! No! My brain had been freaked out by images, and that's what it took to calm it back down. Those same images in reverse!
To this day I'm still surprised by how immersed I was and how freaked out I got once I couldn't recognize "landmarks" (space marks?) past a certain distance from "home." This has since been a source of amusement and slight concern to me. (Concern because who takes something like that seriously? Again, apparently that would be ME.)
So I thought about that again yesterday, when I had the word "Galaxy" at One Word (I also thought "NEVER GIVE UP! NEVER SURRENDER!" - Which I quoted backwards yesterday. My bad. It sounds better to me the other way.) Anyway, I remembered seeing these once upon a time and wondered if I could find them again.
But they seemed to be lacking in information. So I looked up the original Pioneer Plaque drawing,
which still leaves something to be desired in its clarity, but all things considered, it's the best I've got at the moment. (More on that image here.)
Both images are now downloaded to my iphone, which puts me in a slightly better position if I ever leave Earth while out on a walk or running some errands (and also if my phone is charged and I have a compatible power source to re-charge it "wherever.") If, however, I'm ever abducted from my bed, I'm pretty much hosed. Well... if I were ever abducted from my bed I'd be pretty much hosed with or without directions to get home.
* FYI, I've never had a fear of alien abductions. The fear was really just about how I wouldn't know how to get home from too far out in space!
Who has fears like this? Apparently I do. Or at least one was fostered in me about fifteen or so years ago at a planetarium.
I was sitting in the dark auditorium, looking up at the (fake) night sky, as stars and comets and little arrows whisked all over the place pointing out this feature or that. I want to say the narrator's voice in this presentation was Robin Williams but I might be mistaken. Maybe Billy Crystal? Anyway, this was not like planetarium shows I'd watched as a child, with specs of light. This was a whole surround sound video type of thing.
At one point the video showed an example of just how small we and our planet are. The view zoomed out to show a continent... a familiar sight. Then further to show our planet.... also familiar (Look! That's home!) and then further out to show our solar system... (That's us! Third rock from the sun! Look how pretty our solar system is!) and then further out to show our solar system amongst many others.
Right about this point my brain came to a screeching halt as I realized that I had no idea which of those stars was our own solar system. Next the view zoomed to a picture of our galaxy. This made me feel a tiny bit better. Our galaxy's images are, again, familiar. Then they zoomed out to show our galaxy amidst BILLIONS of other galaxies.... and that's when I panicked. And this panic was not alleviated by the view zooming further and further and further out and my realizing OMG I HAVE NO IDEA WHERE MY PLANET IS!!! HOW WOULD I GET HOME if I was THIS FAR OUT IN SPACE??!!!!!!
I seriously panicked! I was staring at the ceiling of the planetarium thinking "I have no idea how to find or figure out which galaxy is ours!" I had no frame of reference. I know how to identify our planet within our solar system and I know that we (supposedly) live in a spiral galaxy, but if there were a BAZILLION points of light spread out in front of you, who would have the TIME (or the FUEL!) to check out the INFINITE number of possibilities! I couldn't even narrow it down to a cluster! No clue. No idea whatsoever how to identify which little spec of light might be ours, and which direction to go if I ever got "out" that far.
I had to keep telling myself, in my head, "You're still ON Earth, you're sitting in a planetarium in a museum, you haven't gone anywhere and oh btw, YOU VERY LIKELY NEVER WILL!!! SNAP OUT OF IT!!!" I even made myself look around at the room and the chairs and the people, to try to ground myself, but my brain kept yelling back at me "Yeah but WHAT IF???!!!"
You know what finally made me calmer? When the video zoomed back down little by little, back to our galaxy, our solar system, our planet, our continent, and then finally, to us. THAT put my whole body back into a relaxed state. Not my telling myself anything logical! No! My brain had been freaked out by images, and that's what it took to calm it back down. Those same images in reverse!
To this day I'm still surprised by how immersed I was and how freaked out I got once I couldn't recognize "landmarks" (space marks?) past a certain distance from "home." This has since been a source of amusement and slight concern to me. (Concern because who takes something like that seriously? Again, apparently that would be ME.)
So I thought about that again yesterday, when I had the word "Galaxy" at One Word (I also thought "NEVER GIVE UP! NEVER SURRENDER!" - Which I quoted backwards yesterday. My bad. It sounds better to me the other way.) Anyway, I remembered seeing these once upon a time and wondered if I could find them again.
I did. They're here: Location Earth Dog Tags. (And they come with a money back guarantee if aliens fail to understand the map and bring you home while you're wearing one of these.)
But they seemed to be lacking in information. So I looked up the original Pioneer Plaque drawing,
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Both images are now downloaded to my iphone, which puts me in a slightly better position if I ever leave Earth while out on a walk or running some errands (and also if my phone is charged and I have a compatible power source to re-charge it "wherever.") If, however, I'm ever abducted from my bed, I'm pretty much hosed. Well... if I were ever abducted from my bed I'd be pretty much hosed with or without directions to get home.
* FYI, I've never had a fear of alien abductions. The fear was really just about how I wouldn't know how to get home from too far out in space!
More About My Supehero
* See yesterday's post for picture.
Ok so here's the deal...
First, let me say that the entire outfit, while being super comfortable, light weight, breathable, water repellant, odor resistant, and fantastic protection from the elements, is also bullet proof/fire proof/acid proof, and alien slime proof. It might even be volcano and nuclear bomb proof.
The cape: I know about capes and supeheroes, and I agree they're a bad idea. They get in the way, they get caught in things, they're not aerodynamic.... the things can kill you. -But they LOOK so COOL!!!!! In my world the cape works. 'Nuff said.
Black and purple: Why not. I also thought of going dark green but then I looked like Robin Hood.
The hair: That's pretty much how my hair would look on a very good day with a good cut. Unless it's tied back. I know... Ponytail, not good on a superhero. Turns into a big handle for them to grab you by. Long hair is also out as it can get caught in things. I figure mine's a decent compromise. Like the cape, in my world my superhero hair doesn't get caught in stuff, get in my eyes, or get in the way. It may also be bullet proof...
The shirt dress thing: It was the best option for me out of what was available. If the Superhero store gets new fashions I could upgrade.
Wonder Woman cuffs: - That's what they are. Do you not know your Superheroes? I saw those and was all "MINE!" :) (I know... Marvel.... D.C..... They're still Wonder Woman cuffs!) Big Wonder Woman fan as a kid. Luckily they're not restrictive at all and you don't even feel them or know that they're there! And of course they're bullet proof.
The claws: Bit of a fantasy. A few people I'd like to use them on. They're sans "Wolverine pain" too. Mine aren't grafted. They're more like phased in and out and guided by my movements but not attached to me per se. They're "in sync" with me. In a pinch they're also convenient for infiltrating computer systems, and picking locks.
The torch: Why not. A torch could be fun. And you don't really know that it's a regular torch. It could be a plasma torch, or my sidekick lifeform, or it could be a communicator...
... It could be cotton candy
- I could be a very hungry superhero.
Utility belt: Miraculously, you can't feel this thing at all either. It never falls off or gets in the way or gets caught on anything, nor do any of those pouches, enclosures, or any of the contents. -And it's there because that's my preferred way to carry things. I don't do well with things on my back or hanging off my shoulders. A good utility belt is practical. I haven't decided what's in it.
Leggings: I always wore leggings. I'd wear them again if I looked like that.
Boots: Of all the footwear options, these looked the most comfortable and the most practical. I liked the sneakers (Trainers? Tennies?) too, but these went better with the outfit. Heels and/or sandals while chasing a bad guy seem counter productive (people go on about capes?) These are like wearing pajamas except that they perfectly support every single motion of your feet and absorb all impacts. Even when you jump from ridiculous heights.
What's not in the picture: No mask (have you ever worn a mask? Could you see anything?), no headwear (gives me a headache), and no tail (One less thing to get sucked into an air jet.)
Ok so here's the deal...
First, let me say that the entire outfit, while being super comfortable, light weight, breathable, water repellant, odor resistant, and fantastic protection from the elements, is also bullet proof/fire proof/acid proof, and alien slime proof. It might even be volcano and nuclear bomb proof.
The cape: I know about capes and supeheroes, and I agree they're a bad idea. They get in the way, they get caught in things, they're not aerodynamic.... the things can kill you. -But they LOOK so COOL!!!!! In my world the cape works. 'Nuff said.
Black and purple: Why not. I also thought of going dark green but then I looked like Robin Hood.
The hair: That's pretty much how my hair would look on a very good day with a good cut. Unless it's tied back. I know... Ponytail, not good on a superhero. Turns into a big handle for them to grab you by. Long hair is also out as it can get caught in things. I figure mine's a decent compromise. Like the cape, in my world my superhero hair doesn't get caught in stuff, get in my eyes, or get in the way. It may also be bullet proof...
The shirt dress thing: It was the best option for me out of what was available. If the Superhero store gets new fashions I could upgrade.
Wonder Woman cuffs: - That's what they are. Do you not know your Superheroes? I saw those and was all "MINE!" :) (I know... Marvel.... D.C..... They're still Wonder Woman cuffs!) Big Wonder Woman fan as a kid. Luckily they're not restrictive at all and you don't even feel them or know that they're there! And of course they're bullet proof.
The claws: Bit of a fantasy. A few people I'd like to use them on. They're sans "Wolverine pain" too. Mine aren't grafted. They're more like phased in and out and guided by my movements but not attached to me per se. They're "in sync" with me. In a pinch they're also convenient for infiltrating computer systems, and picking locks.
The torch: Why not. A torch could be fun. And you don't really know that it's a regular torch. It could be a plasma torch, or my sidekick lifeform, or it could be a communicator...
... It could be cotton candy
- I could be a very hungry superhero.
Utility belt: Miraculously, you can't feel this thing at all either. It never falls off or gets in the way or gets caught on anything, nor do any of those pouches, enclosures, or any of the contents. -And it's there because that's my preferred way to carry things. I don't do well with things on my back or hanging off my shoulders. A good utility belt is practical. I haven't decided what's in it.
Leggings: I always wore leggings. I'd wear them again if I looked like that.
Boots: Of all the footwear options, these looked the most comfortable and the most practical. I liked the sneakers (Trainers? Tennies?) too, but these went better with the outfit. Heels and/or sandals while chasing a bad guy seem counter productive (people go on about capes?) These are like wearing pajamas except that they perfectly support every single motion of your feet and absorb all impacts. Even when you jump from ridiculous heights.
What's not in the picture: No mask (have you ever worn a mask? Could you see anything?), no headwear (gives me a headache), and no tail (One less thing to get sucked into an air jet.)
Civilization vs Wilderness
NaBloPoMo writing prompt: Civilization or wilderness?
For me the civilization or wilderness question is similar to the city or country question. I'd probably prefer wilderness, but with the conveniences of civilization.
Ideally, I'd want to live in a fairly remote area, with indoor plumbing, electricity, a working transporter, and a replicator that never broke. Also a security system that never broke. I'd feel vulnerable in the middle of nowhere. So maybe a personal shield. Oooooh! I'd love to go through life in a personal shield! lol! I'd also want to have no allergies (an issue for me in most country settings. I'm far less allergic to cement), and to never see a dead, dying, or suffering animal. Dead, dying, and suffering animals exist everywhere, but I think they're less visible in cities.
For me the civilization or wilderness question is similar to the city or country question. I'd probably prefer wilderness, but with the conveniences of civilization.
Ideally, I'd want to live in a fairly remote area, with indoor plumbing, electricity, a working transporter, and a replicator that never broke. Also a security system that never broke. I'd feel vulnerable in the middle of nowhere. So maybe a personal shield. Oooooh! I'd love to go through life in a personal shield! lol! I'd also want to have no allergies (an issue for me in most country settings. I'm far less allergic to cement), and to never see a dead, dying, or suffering animal. Dead, dying, and suffering animals exist everywhere, but I think they're less visible in cities.
Code Cleaning
This is going to go right over some people's heads, and make other people's eyes roll.
When I modify any kind of computer code that I don't write from scratch, I try lots of different alterations until I get the result I'd like. Although I'm pretty good about going back to delete changes that didn't work or did nothing at all, I still tend to end up with a few lines of code that aren't serving any purpose (either because I forgot to undo those changes, or because I later found a better way to achieve the same effect.)
Knowing I have stray lines of code in a program bugs me!
So I spent two days going through my template line by line, with a brand new fresh "Awesome Ink" Blogger template (which is the base for my current template), re did the hacks from scratch, and tested each remaining line of altered code to see if it was doing something useful or not. If not, it didn't make it into my final copy.
The result is a "cleaner" blog template - At least on the code side. The final product (the blog) looks exactly the same. There's no difference in it visually. But I know the code has been cleaned, and for some odd reason, that makes my brain happy.
When I modify any kind of computer code that I don't write from scratch, I try lots of different alterations until I get the result I'd like. Although I'm pretty good about going back to delete changes that didn't work or did nothing at all, I still tend to end up with a few lines of code that aren't serving any purpose (either because I forgot to undo those changes, or because I later found a better way to achieve the same effect.)
Knowing I have stray lines of code in a program bugs me!
So I spent two days going through my template line by line, with a brand new fresh "Awesome Ink" Blogger template (which is the base for my current template), re did the hacks from scratch, and tested each remaining line of altered code to see if it was doing something useful or not. If not, it didn't make it into my final copy.
The result is a "cleaner" blog template - At least on the code side. The final product (the blog) looks exactly the same. There's no difference in it visually. But I know the code has been cleaned, and for some odd reason, that makes my brain happy.
One Word: Basic
One of the sites that Eden suggested to help bloggers with this month's NaBloPoMo theme is One Word, which shows you a word and gives you sixty seconds to write about it. - Anything at all in 60 seconds. "don't think. just write."
Since it usually takes me an average of 60 minutes to write a blog post (I've timed it!) I welcome this exercise!
Basic. Basic instincts. Basic…. isn’t there a line of basic toiletry products? Like skin products and shampoo and stuff? For some reason, the colors white, green and orange come to mind. Maybe that’s their logo.
There’s also Basic the computer language. If anyone remembers that. -Did I just age myself?
Since it usually takes me an average of 60 minutes to write a blog post (I've timed it!) I welcome this exercise!
"Basic"
Basic. Basic instincts. Basic…. isn’t there a line of basic toiletry products? Like skin products and shampoo and stuff? For some reason, the colors white, green and orange come to mind. Maybe that’s their logo.
There’s also Basic the computer language. If anyone remembers that. -Did I just age myself?
Sometimes I scare myself
I just corrected someone's grammar.
I'm not sure which part of this was worst:
- That I recognized what language it was
- That I understood it
- That I knew the grammar was wrong
- That I looked up the correct sentence structure to make sure that I wasn't wrong.
Oh, I'm sorry. Did I forget to mention it was Klingon?
I'm not sure which part of this was worst:
- That I recognized what language it was
- That I understood it
- That I knew the grammar was wrong
- That I looked up the correct sentence structure to make sure that I wasn't wrong.
Oh, I'm sorry. Did I forget to mention it was Klingon?
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