All my friends who were fellow MUD addicts at any time in their lives might have had dreams comprised wholly of scrolling text. This morning I had what I believe to be my first dream comprised wholly of weblog posts. Yay
This brings up the Feynman story of the act of counting being a scrolling ticket tape for one person and a string of vocal numbers for the next. "Did the weblog posts scroll?"
(How can you keep this critical answer from your public???)
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"Did the weblog posts scroll?"
(How can you keep this critical answer from your public???)
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