Later This Night.
At the time of writing, our dear friend and founder v1ctr0 is trying to solve a little tidbit know as L’indovinello più difficile del mondo (The hardest logic puzzle in the world). Seeing as how that will more than likely keep him entertained for a fair amount of time, I thought it wise to begin today’s scribble. Or novel, for that matter, because “damn this is a hard one”. He’ll read this later and smile… Oh I know you are Vic, don’t you try and fool anyone.
August 26. Is that a holiday in some country, by the way? Fill me in on that. And if not, it is now! (Time is relative, after all) Because, as I told all you lovely lads and ladies yesterday, ABZG had it’s first official meeting today. I’m thinking that two years from now, ABZGday will be an international holiday, complete with an ABZGpride parade. And balloons. Because, you know, everyone loooves balloons, now don’t we?
Yes we do.
Can’t really fill you in on all the details, seeing how the project is still mainly in the build-up stage, filling my living room with a scaffolding or two and lots of plaster, but I can tell you that the future of our li’l blue apple is looking pretty darn bright. Our next meeting is set on September 16th, and then the project will really start hitting the public. Where it hurts. Which is the balls.
Or the abdomen.
Anywho, the meet. Not to be mistaken for meat, which only sounds suspiciously alike. Coincidence? Probably yes… But you can’t deny that you couldn’t go for a nice big chunk of meat right about now. Or soy. In case you’re a vegetarianist. And if you are, well hey, that’s okay. I’m not here to judge the effects of pot. In fact, I’m not here to judge the effects of anything. It doesn’t stop me from doing so anyways, but technically, it’s not my task.
Not really sure what my task is, though… I’m sure it’s not important. Like most of my occupations, in fact.
The meat, yes, I know. Meet. I’m just going to call it “get-together” from now on, less confusing. Also better for my appetite. What did we do, what did we say, what did we come up with? Well, in between the brief moments of pure brilliance, in which we had dinner, watched youtube and created the best Halo game variant ever, we actually managed to get some work done! Mostly all technical jibba-jabba, but it was worth the getting together of sorts. We’ve decided that I am now in charge of indexing, well, basically everything that needs to be indexed. So I’ll get right on that. Tomorrow.
Because today, I’m still scribbling. And today is almost over. And so is my time on the battery. Perhaps you should now, my almost brand-new laptop (Acer Aspire 7730G) has the nasty habit of freezing up every time I plug it. I need to get that fixed sometime… I also need to get my Zen fixed.
You’re getting the wrong image of me, aren’t you?
Best to begin rounding this post up. No good is going to come from it, anyways. To bad I can’t say more about ABZG, because that would have been interesting! This, however, is not. But I’ll make up for it, I swear. Later this night, I’m going to post the short-story that bagged me this sweet blog, for your reading pleasure. No need to thank me. Though gratuities are appreciated.
I’m sounding ever so arrogant again.
Anyways, I’m off to pet some puppies and have some nice sing-alongs with some kind gents and misses. And to save some kittens from some trees, possibly.
The story is coming up, and tomorrow, I’ll have a new scribble ready to be.. scribbled. That sounded better in my head. A lot of things do, actually. I bet Hitler had the same problem… But for now, it’s
Loco – Out!
Uch.