Cursor fail, still. in A small but passable life.

I finished the novel “The Silent Corner” by Dean Koontz. Apparently this is going to be an ongoing character and story. He’s good at those.

Okay, so Photobucket craps out on the freebies and OD is to rise from data storage hell.

Yeah, I’d bought a “Lifetime” membership for $100 when I really couldn’t afford it. But Bruce was pathetic enough in his begging. I had read his diary from the very beginning and I kind of shared his excitement of creating a virtual community.

But hey, are websites really reality? It is all just bits on a memory storage device.

Ones and zeros are not flesh and blood.

So yeah, fuck OD.

It had its place in history. History moves on.

Anyway.

Daughter called today. They are traveling ENE a few hours to catch totality during eclipse 2017. I’m envious. We’re looking at 63% here. Basically a non-event.

And now I’m tired of the retarded cursor hopping around like a methhead with a road flare up his ass.

Over and out!