Monday, November 28, 2011

New word: Secondy-first

adj. The second time for a "first" of something, when it happens; i.e., going on a "first date" for a second time with the same person after an interval of separation, as in "P.C. and I went on our secondy-first date tonight." Follows numerically (ordinal) with secondy-second, secondy-third, secondy-fourth, etc.

Tuesday, November 22, 2011

Web 12.0

New spam-mail from Skype:

"Adriana Sumner friended you on MySpace."

If the A.I. revolution really begins with Skype gossiping to me about what's going on in my nonexistent MySpace page using a verb I'm pretty sure is only relevant to Facebook, I think we're gonna be okay.

We'll also be guilty of having created one of the dumbest intelligences since Real Housewives came on the air, but at least it's not going to go all "Hal from 2001" on us. It will need us as fodder for gossip the way the Morlocks needed the Eloi for food, or the Matrix overlord dudes needed humans for...whatever that was.

Imagine if the cylons hadn't been able to resist gossiping aboard Battlestar Galactica. Shortest. Series. Ever. ("Who's collaborating with you guys? Gaius Baltar? What a jerk! If you bring him here to me right now I'll let you watch me send him out the airlock, and you can tell all your friends.")

Local Trivia: So THAT'S how that happens.

About two weeks ago, I was driving up a local road when a squirrel ventured out, crossing by fits and starts the way squirrels in that neighborhood always do. (I've also seen the "mad dash" method in other areas, but never on this high-squirrel-mortality street.)

As I got closer, I noticed he had one of those tiny, perfectly formed gourd pumpkins in his mouth, probably from someone's porch -- which, when I honked the horn, he promptly dropped exactly in the middle of the road before running off. I guess it was just too much of a liability to risk trying to carry it the rest of the way, what with the car barreling down on him at 12 mph. Probably a good call.

If I were this tiny pumpkin's owner, I would have been mystified to find my little gourd set perfectly on the yellow line somewhere down the street.

But now if it ever happens to one of us, dear readers, we'll know how.

Local Trivia: Sign out front for pest control company comma ones I would hire

The only
thing you
have to
fear is
fear itself

And spiders