Semifat Sediment
It's like we're caught in some kind of relativity warp wormhole, where the retro threshold keeps inching closer to now, and we can't stop living in the future.
As soon as I saw the word “NaBloPoMo” on Dr. B’s Blog, it was all over but the crying. And the posting of blog entries. But that’s going to take a while. Thirty days, by my reckoning.
I’ve already screwed it up, of course. It’s evening on the 1st of November as I write this, but the dates on this site are, for Lord knows what reason, formatted for UTC, which means that the timestamps on all the posts are — eight hours? Nine? I don’t know, way ahead of whatever time it is here on the west coast, and this post is going to look like it went up on the 2nd, and I’ll seem like I gave up on this post-every-day-in-November exercise before I ever began. Oh well, I’ll press on anyway. It beats another month of lists.
It's like we're caught in some kind of relativity warp wormhole, where the retro threshold keeps inching closer to now, and we can't stop living in the future.
Just a few more days, and our national NaBloPoMo-induced nightmare will be over.