| I'm officially upgrading to the blogspot site for good. Bye bye, xanga.
darklordpeachtree.blogspot.com
Hopefully that's the last time I go to that much trouble just to post a link into a blog entry. |
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| I've figured out what it is I like about blogspot.com
The fact that I can do entries via email is probably going to cause me to give that one a lot more attention than this one. I still won't shut this one down, but I'll be more selective with it.
So for those of you who give a shit, (A number which I suspect is less and less all the time) here's the link.
http://www.darklordpeachtree.blogspot.com/ |
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| I woke up last night tapping the palm of my hand with my fingers like the face of a phone. I was a serious cyborg businessman working on a multitrilliondollar space-merger with a deadline approaching in mere minutes and my handphone implant was malfunctioning. Damn modern technology and its unreliability! Regular phones never malfunctioned like this.
Slowly I realized I wasn't a hotshot cyborg businessman in an orbital office suite and my hand didn't have a phone implanted in it. My attention shifted from corporate space-acquisition to the fact that my hand was completely numb. Had I been sleeping on it? Or was I having a stroke or something? I had to beat on it a little bit to wake it up and assure myself I wasn't dying.
I'm sure if I hadn't just shifted in from an alternate reality I would have been a little more rational about it.
I want a cyborg phone implant right now. With an MP3 player and video-mind interface. Maybe downloadable full sensory experiences, even.
There will be sooo many more lifetime shut-ins if that technology is ever developed.
PS holy shit did you see this |
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