I love the internet. You find something here, then hop there, and off you go. That's how I found this questionnaire and with it a whole slew of new to me blogs. I saw one of Ariadne's posts in the fedi, clicked through to her site and read her version of the topic. From there I jumped to Thomas Rigby's post, and from there to the original: The Wry Writer. This is also the version of the questionnaire I'm using here.
This is a test thing. I never wanted to do my version of weeknotes or weekly link dumps. I thought it was too much work for me, work that I didn't want to commit to. I still think that, but why not try it anyway? See how it goes? There's no weeknotes police to come after me if I stop doing it after this initial post, or at any other time, is there?
To say I do not know how many hits I get on my site would be a lie. It is hosted on neocities and there is a hit counter, so I can know. When occasionally I have a look at it, it confuses me more than anything else though. However, I'm not interested in discussing what is confusing me and why. Because I do not care about these numbers. Like, at all.
I had a surplus of eggs and what I like to do if that happens is boiling a handful of them. This time, it was four. After they cooled I used two to add to my salad. The other two I put where I've learned to put them from my mother: the cutlery drawer.
When I read the title I knew immediatly that I absolutely wanted to tell a particular story. One that is so absurd, I still can't believe this acutally happened. It's also connected to me developing a strange fascination with Joseph Beuys. But one thing after the other.
Red Alarm: There are big fat spoilers ahead. Especially for Starfleet Academy, Enterprise, and Voyager. Continue at your own discretion.
I love Star Trek. I watch some form of it every week. I read the books. I listen to podcasts. I think a lot about it. I also have thoughts about some fans' reactions to things. These are some of those thoughs put into text.
I've been thinking about social media and the web, and how to be in it a lot recently. While in the shower, brushing teeth, combing hair, folding laundry, washing dishes, cooking, making coffee, on my way to work, at work, in the supermarket, in bed before falling asleep. I tried to form these thoughts and feelings I have into words and those words into coherent sentences.