Still going to prolong doing anything productive (you know, outside of work obviously), on account of being kicked out of bed by Wump and Toop this morning. Usually this is cool because I take the opportunity to write a bit, but today my computer refused to start. I went back to bed angry, only to be woken up by explosive diarrhoea an hour or two later. My own, fortunately, and even more fortunately the “explosive” was only a figure of speech … but it was a close call.
Now you know, though.
So right now I’m just battening down and preparing to wait this one out. Mrs. Hatboy restored my good vibes and this evening I’m taking Wump and Toop to see the new Dumbo movie in 3D IMAX, which should be a blast.
I mean, some of it’s probably not going to track well but it’s going to be interesting.
So yeah. I think the universe and I have an understanding at this point: I pretend the universe and I have an understanding, and the universe just goes ahead and does exactly whatever the fuck the universe was going to do in any case, and I can go fuck myself while it’s doing it.
– Posted from my Huawei during my coffee break.
I’m not often driven to introspection or reflection, but the question does come up sometimes. The big question. So big, there’s just no containing it within the puny boundaries of a single set of punctuationary bookends.
Who are these mysterious and unsung heroes of obscurity and shadow? What is their origin story? Do they have a prequel trilogy? What are their secret identities? What are their public identities, for that matter? What are their powers? Their abilities? Their haunted pasts and troubled futures? Their modus operandi? Where do they live anyway, and when? What do they do for a living? Do they really have these fantastical adventures, or is it a dazzlingly intellectual and overwrought metaphor? Or is it perhaps a smug and post-modern sort of metaphor? Is it a plain stupid metaphor, hedged around with thick wads of plausible deniability, a soap bubble of illusory plot dependent upon readers who don’t dare question it for fear of looking foolish? A flight of fancy, having dozed off in front of the television during an episode of something suitably spaceship-oriented? Do they have a quest, a handler, a mission statement, a department-level development objective in five stages?
I am Hatboy.
Oof, sorry about that PC bullshit, so to speak. Man did you see what I did there?
Seriously though, totally sucks to lose sleep and then lose what you usually get to do when you lose sleep. But let’s hope that Dumbo movie outing is NOT a blast, eh? Intentional? XD
Well played sir, well played indeed.
It was a blast! Lots of fun. I don’t know if maybe we have different usages or I’m completely missing the joke. Either is entirely possible.
And my computer started working again, too late for me to do anything but oh well. Classic demo effect, I got my boy Heikki online and he was all set to help me with issues, and there were none. Everything seemed normal.
Still, I backed everything up and will endeavour to do so more often, ready for the death knell at which point I may go laptop.
Blast, you know, like explosive shit?
LOL anyway, yeah, a lot of people report tech issues that disappear when a tech expert are around. It’s annoying, so I won’t pile on. #notsayinganythingjustsaying
Ohhhh, a blast. Yeah no, *shudder*, no.