LoL
What would you call a blog that isn't online? Is it even possible? Would it be like a sporadic, free periodical that focussed on what books or films the sole creator was "into" right then, hobbies, and emotional ranting,? If the internet somehow suddenly ceased to exist, could blogs carry on?
These are the kinds of questions that keep me up at night.
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So tomorrow I present on DEATH (the afterlife). I'm pretty stoked (such a beachbum word, I apologize, though not enough to actually remove it) about the whole talking for two hours thing. In all my life I've never been asked to provide accounts of my research on the macabre for more than a moment or two (if at all) and I've certainly never been allowed accompanying activities and art projects. This just might make my life.
That would be kind of sad, though.
Anywho... not much to say, except that I felt like blogging. And that I began my day with making fun of T. A. Edison and then later used him as a rather good example for allowing his nuttier ideas to influence his more serious work and vice versa. Poor Thomas Alva.
Oh! I've decided to command people's attention tomorrow with food rather than my voice, while it is sultry and alluring, I understand that it likens to the buzzing sound of a small insect's wings after short periods of time (or so believe the majority of the occupants of my small chunk of world). ;p
I'd like to conclude this blorg with a quote that really stands out to me, not only as a scholar, but as a human being.
"MERGH?!?"
-- Thomas Alva Edison
Deaf
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