Toast
As you may have noticed, today is not Tuesday. It isn’t even Wednesday, for that matter. It also isn’t Friday (which is a bummer, since Fridays are awesome). It’s Thursday. My bad, guys and gals.
I got some toast this morning with my pepper, onion and cilantro (or maybe it’s parsley) omelet. It was made in one of those cool toasters that’s essentially a conveyor belt over a Very Hot Thing – they heat bagels really well (really warm in the middle, and really crispy on the edges). I was watching the breads and bagels slide slowly down, inexorably moving towards the end where they would fall. Some of the slices of bread would cling to the conveyor belt towards the end, their weight keeping them in the toaster for a few more seconds.
Why am I telling you this? Well, I’m a slice of toast, and you are too. (I don’t think I’m literally a slice of toast – I don’t think I could afford that much therapy). But we’re all on this conveyor belt for a limited time, and then the ride’s over. Let’s try to get as brown and crispy as we can.
Also, Obama’s Inauguration speech was awesome – the dude’s got at least 20 Charisma. As great as his oratory was, the really amazing thing was the message – he was telling the country to be awesome, to get up and do something great. Let’s do that too.
I’m working on an article about the many reasons people play games, but I also want more people to read that Grinding article – I think it’s pretty good. Time to step up the publicity engine (which is currently three hamsters in a box).