um, a test post?

So, i got my blog fixed. (I got hacked.) For now, Google still thinks my site may be harmful, but at least it’s clean. This is a test post to see if the Wordbooker plugin is working. This post may go away or change depending on the result. Also: i’m using words now to say things! Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, et cetera.

My plan for the future

I hope one day to have a child, which i will either name Odie-May Douglas Stricklund (if it’s a girl) or Frederick Charles Foster Bigglesworth Pepperidginghamton (if it’s a boy), and i will home-school them and convince them beyond doubt that we are living in the 1870s in the Dust Bowl, until they become old enough to be suitably flummoxed by daddy’s new-fangled Time Machine invention, which will spring open the doors to the outside world, where it is suddenly, beyond all reasonable comprehension, the year Two Thousand Something, and men go around driving horse-less carriages like it’s fuckin’ NOTHING to them.

Hells yes.

Sexuality poll

Just curious. Answers are anonymous, so please be as honest as you can – that’s the entire point of this poll. Take your time; think about your answer. Above all, please know that you are not alone in your answer. In a world of several billion humans, there are probably enough people who honestly feel the same way as you do to fill a bustling metropolis, and probably much more than even that. If it will help you feel more comfortable in being open and honest, i’ll tell you what i answered: 80/20%, skewing straight. Remember: answers are anonymous (but see below).

Describe your sexuality (be honest; poll is anonymous)

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(Full disclosure: i do log IP addresses, just in case of pollspam, though i highly doubt i’d ever figure out what to even do with them.)

As Long as There is Death, There is Hope

Happy Deathday, Brother Theodore.

Brother Theodore was imprisoned by Nazis at Dachau. He played chess (a game he excelled at so profoundly that he once beat thirty fucking Stanford professors simultaneously – yes, read that again) with Albert Einstein, who helped him emigrate to the United States, where he would eventually become a cult hero with his uniquely surreal gallows humor and eccentric monologues, along with acting as Gollum in the classic Rankin/Bass animated feature The Hobbit, and in such movies as The Last Unicorn and the Tom Hanks vehicle The ‘Burbs. He was a staple of the late-night talk shows in the 1970s and 1980s. He died nine years ago today.

I Am Not Kurt Vonnegut But Sometimes I Pretend To Be, or, This Is The Entire Thing So Enjoy It

I’m writing a book about a civilization so advanced that they no longer have disputes. However, they’ve also realized the need for warfare and now get to it every dozen or so years, for no other reason than that it’s jolly good exercise and allows for technological progress.

In the end, they realize that all of their scientific passions were in pursuit of destruction & devastation and the eradication of life, just seconds before blowing up the entire universe.

It’s going to be called either Oblivion Operations Protocol System or Automotivated Warfare: Syndicated Hostility Initiative Tokenization, with the title written out so you see the hidden message that reveals humanity’s final observation.