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Monday, 9 July 2007
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I have been checking back around Christmas for like a decade.
[Sed · :P It’s a Perl joke. They said the new major version release would be Christmas. When Christmas came and went, they said, We never said which Christmas.]
[I have some interesting ideas and have done a fair amount of work on and off toward them, but… here we are in 2021 and my desire to reach out to the world on the wane.]
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A Heron was walking sedately along the bank of a stream, his eyes on the clear water, and his long neck and pointed bill ready to snap up a likely morsel for his breakfast. The clear water swarmed with fish, but Master Heron was hard to please that morning.
“No small fry for me,” he said. “Such scanty fare is not fit for a Heron.”
Now a fine young Perch swam near.
“No indeed,” said The Heron. “I wouldn’t even trouble to open my beak for anything like that!”
As the sun rose, the fish left the shallow water near the shore and swam below into the cool depths toward the middle. The Heron saw no more fish, and very glad was he at last to breakfast on a tiny Snail.
Take that, subspace.
Discussion
Comments
The revenge of the common whitetail
You know that’s a male dragonfly, right?
By Myself on 11 July 2007 · 23:54
Re: The revenge of the common whitetail
Of course. So?
By Me on 11 July 2007 · 23:56
Re: The revenge of the common whitetail
The title pun takes on a new meaning, yes?
By Myself on 11 July 2007 · 23:57
Re: The revenge of the common whitetail
Oh, well, yeah. So?
By Me on 11 July 2007 · 23:57
Re: The revenge of the common whitetail
All this needless beating around the other white bush.
By Myself on 11 July 2007 · 23:58
Re: The revenge of the common whitetail
What?
By Me on 11 July 2007 · 23:58
Re: The revenge of the common whitetail
Why don’t you just ask IOZ out?
By Myself on 11 July 2007 · 23:59
Re: The revenge of the common whitetail
Ummmm… is this because I’ve kept you sober for three weeks?
By Me on 11 July 2007 · 23:59
Re: The revenge of the common whitetail
Well, it’s not making me want to fuck you or anything.
By Myself on 12 July 2007 · 00:00
Re: The revenge of the common whitetail
Hey, hey, hey… Language. I have job applications out right now.
By Me on 12 July 2007 · 00:01
Re: The revenge of the common whitetail
Don’t worry, they’re all EOE, right?
By Myself on 12 July 2007 · 00:03
Re^12: The revenge of the common whitetail
They all claim to be. But show up without your squirrel suit and you get the bum's rush every time.
By Vagrant on 12 July 2007 · 15:43