Only ‘slightly’ used…
Everyone forgets the ‘monster’ part
What do you call it when the Cookie Monster invites you over to try a new cookie that he will bake just as soon as the secret ingredient arrives?
Om nom nomi nominous.
Laughter with an S
My friend, who works as a butcher, has been working on his stand-up comedy routine. He said I was welcome to use any of his left over material. So I took a look…
…but it was just offal.
Incidental Glass Art
There was some confusion at work, resulting in a long email chain. Basically, a recently uploaded file had been appended with a different version number to the most recent version saved in the archive (“the vault”) which was supposed to be the source of truth. When explanations failed to hit the mark I resorted to poetry.
Reality is multifaceted, they say.
The way which can be spoken is not the true way.
We find our anchors where we may.
Our source of truth, the Vault remains.
If there’s a mistake, then realities change.
Version 1.1 and 2 are the same.
It seemed to do the trick. Practical mysticism is a thing.
Trying to keep up with new technologies