...and thus twisted her brain into knots. Suddenly...
...she stumbled. As she righted herself, she heard the sound of a gunshot. But no noise disturbed the dark midnight air. A memory! But from when? She walked on, lost in thought. The barking of a nearby dog recalled her to herself. She was approaching.......
... the top of a 2 million watt radio transmission tower. The intense flux was painful and disorienting but she was able to attach the free end of her bungee cord. Ready now she surveyed the moonlit landscape far below and ...
...decided to check that the bungee had two ends, that one was tied to the tower, that the other was tied to her feet, that it was good and strong, that it was well calibrated for her weight and the distance, that it had the ISO standard sticker on it indicating that it complied with ISO 568973 ( 1997 ).....
"Get on with it", interrupts the nerd in the front row, spilling his potato crisps all over the front of the stage. His Pespi Cola soaks his blue corduroy trousers, and his IPod falls to it's death, while the HB pencil hesitates ( and gets deja vu also ).
Blam! Blam! The row behind erupts in gunsmoke and Arnie stands there with shotty in hand and nerd sprayed all over the stage! "I'll be back, later on in another convergent plot", he says before stalking off ( stage left ).
I have made this letter longer than usual because I lack the time to make it shorter ...
... and my other CPU is a Ryzen 5950X :-) Blaise Pascal
So, Arnie, better known as Blaze Pascal -- Intergalactic Assasin --- has struck again. Meanwhile, gleaming in the moonlight, is our distaff, ISO compliant base jumper.
Watch for the next segment of Short Attention Span Theater for the BiCameral Mind.
What possibilities are the prefrontal lobes of our diverse authors entertaining. I can hardly wait to find out.
RE: ...and thus twisted her
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...she stumbled. As she righted herself, she heard the sound of a gunshot. But no noise disturbed the dark midnight air. A memory! But from when? She walked on, lost in thought. The barking of a nearby dog recalled her to herself. She was approaching.......
... the top of a 2 million
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... the top of a 2 million watt radio transmission tower. The intense flux was painful and disorienting but she was able to attach the free end of her bungee cord. Ready now she surveyed the moonlit landscape far below and ...
...decided to check that the
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...decided to check that the bungee had two ends, that one was tied to the tower, that the other was tied to her feet, that it was good and strong, that it was well calibrated for her weight and the distance, that it had the ISO standard sticker on it indicating that it complied with ISO 568973 ( 1997 ).....
"Get on with it", interrupts the nerd in the front row, spilling his potato crisps all over the front of the stage. His Pespi Cola soaks his blue corduroy trousers, and his IPod falls to it's death, while the HB pencil hesitates ( and gets deja vu also ).
Blam! Blam! The row behind erupts in gunsmoke and Arnie stands there with shotty in hand and nerd sprayed all over the stage! "I'll be back, later on in another convergent plot", he says before stalking off ( stage left ).
I have made this letter longer than usual because I lack the time to make it shorter ...
... and my other CPU is a Ryzen 5950X :-) Blaise Pascal
So, Arnie, better known as
)
So, Arnie, better known as Blaze Pascal -- Intergalactic Assasin --- has struck again. Meanwhile, gleaming in the moonlight, is our distaff, ISO compliant base jumper.
Watch for the next segment of Short Attention Span Theater for the BiCameral Mind.
What possibilities are the prefrontal lobes of our diverse authors entertaining. I can hardly wait to find out.