Doorknobs on the Internet am I right?
I had an encounter with a doorknob on the internet recently as I was lamenting, griping, obseriving, whatever you want to call it that I could have used this kind of experience thirty years ago, the ease of community.
And someone said it wasn't around then.
Durrhh. I know, I was around thirty years ago. So I would know.
And I replied that wasn't the point.
Here is where the doorknob was on his way to being the doorknob. He asked what was the point?
Really?
Are you stupid? Or...
I was lamenting, griping, whatever.
Do you not get humans expressing how they wish things could be?
Are you not human yourself?
Oh wait, you're a doorknob, which is very human.
Bravo, you're a doorknob.
I said I was lamenting, griping whatever.
So this genius said so no point.
The qij?
Who died and made the arbiter of points or not points?
Because, you're not wrong, but you're rude and condescending. Fine, you can believe it but that doesn't make you right.
Also, it's the internet, so imagine it's a bar and the entire room is the bartender, I'm drinking drink and lamenting things.
That's always a point.
Not understanding that just makes you a worse human.
Just like the guy who was making friendly with someone on the internet for a time and then almost two years passed and he comes back around and looks said friend up and they don't reply because maybve they're thinking look at you you doorknob, who do you think you are, coming back around again and expecting me to just say hey, what's up?
And yeah, the second doorknob is me.
So there's lots doorknobbing going around.
We are all flawed.
Usually things don't get to me internet, as I don't run into too much doorknobbery online online, thankfully.
But this one did, though I didin't give him the full righteous reply that he deserved.
And yes, it's my story and I am telling it, but this is the way of it. He's a doorknob and I was in the right to give him more hell than I gave him.
I didn't because I am the better man, clearly.
Hey, it's me telling the story and I'm still feeling the qij you, of course I'm going to say things like this.
I also happen to be right. He was rude and the fact that he couldn't see that is sad for him.
The Habs are playing for their playoff lives for a second straight game and I have put my Habsitivity into the Universe and started to spread the word, even to the point of sharing the term with the team President.
Yeah, it's a ridiculous hope that I get an acknowledgement of that great term sir, we'd love to use it because it's just perfect. What can we offer you?
If this were a movie, I'd get that kind of message and that would be the start of things changing for the better, if it was the kind of uplifting story.
But nope, not a peep.
I'll admit, I'm disappointed but I don't live a movie good story life.
And yeah, it is that good a term.
Even if they didn't start a true march to the Finals with that that win on Wednesday where they staved off elimination and looked good doing it.
Habsitivity is just a cool term!
And that's just the kind of mind that I have, which should be rewarded.
I'm griping okay Doorknob? That's the point and you were rude and the fact that you can't understnad it says more about you than it does me!
And as for another person on the internet...
Okay, the quarter is almot over and I got such a late start to it on the writing front that I can't possibly have done much in the way of writing and failed the first half once more.
I'm sure that I only chundered out 3 rows, four at best.
So much for the race to millionize the year right?
I was hoping to make that my thing not just last year but for the next 13.
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Well now, that's some challenge I signed up for by not writing in the 1st, only harvesting seven rows which left me needing to harvest nine just so that I would have to harvest 14 in the final quarter on a night when the Canadiens are fighting off elimination from a playoffs they wouldn't have had in a normal year all so I can harvest three fields, or more, in a single day for only the fifth time this month.
Wow.
And having faltered each day since the one time this week that I did it, why should this day be any different when I'm not even going to be harvesting any of the best crop that is storying and will in fact rely on the practice of the craft becuase I sure am lacking in the storying and that doesn't seem like it's going to change anytime soon.
I can't even pretend that I'll be giving 6Bot any attention ever again.
Poor 6Bot, he had that one great day eh.
As a robot, he should have had so many more Fridays than that one good one.
It's enough to make me cry
As the possibilities seem to die
Of the goodly ideas
I had to better this
And make it so
You'd not want to miss
A single day
Of each good week
As each good day
Would have a hero of its own
Aye imagine the fun
A hero for each good day
Adventuring through life
Sometimes with a posting
Like blah blah
I just beat so and so
But thought that you should know
I found some time on Sunday past
To stop and smell the roses
Because I beat the baddy
The day before
Wouldn't that be nice
I think it'd even work
As who even needs
To know my life at all
Though I'd still have myself
A 'graph or two a day
Just because I can
But the rest would be about them
And the tale of kindness too
I can't forget that
But the drive for that
I'm sadly afraid
Is low and lost
With low itself
Half the way out
And laughing at me
Like this could ever be
A regular thing
All this to say
At the end of the day
You're stuck with the Fish
Who defies description
Because I don't want to be
Just one kind
Of swimmer in the sea
I just want to be me
No fish at all
Because that's just a handle
For the purposes of twittering with
At least I harvested a full field before the 4th today and have harvested 12 for the week with an outside chance of harvesting my way to 13 in the next eight hours and fifty-four minutes.
Hopefully I'll be writing about the Habs defeating the Flyers to play their way to a seventh game because a loss might just stop me in my tracks and keep me from writing more than half a field.
And I still need to harvest so much even if I managed to harvest a full field before I left for groceries and returned with Pizza and the Drank.
The good stuff headquartered in Georgia, from its country of origin, the good ole United States of America.
Though these days...
But enough about him!
So, where am I?
Ha, ha, you're funny. Yes I'm at home. But where am I in the harvesting.
I've headed towards the harversting of six rows and I have the time to harvest at least ten, if I am dutiful and don't slack off.
Or travel through time again.
Of course, with the game being scheduled for seven and no other team playing in the Toronto bubble playing currently to offer up the chance of delaying the game, I should be done with this this quarter's harvest by five at the latest so I can be sure to be back before the game is set to begin because the Habs could score very early and I don't want to miss that.
Or yes the Flyers,
Ugh!
And I do want to watch the Annakin Slayd video Feels Like 93 before the game begins.
Go Habs Go!!
And now I've hit the wall on the practice and I won't get much past the harvesting of a field and a half?
I could harvest 15 rows tonight, but I could also get stalled after 5 and just reach two fields when I really felt like this would be the day that I got back to the harvesting of three, like I was doing for that good stretch.
Luckily I wrote poetry today, though it wasn't poetry by my gifted poet Byron Prestwick who instaports to a sapce station orbiting an alien world once he writes as little as a verse of poetry.
And that is totally cool.
Also, as a poet, he did start to write some adventures of his own and for a time those were being done too.
Sigh.
I'm going to have to leave soon.
Of course, I could stay in and eat the rice that I have as part of a simple sandwich, but it's Friday and Friday means Pizza, even though I had Pizza last night.
Yes, I'm going to try and cut down on the Pizza, take it back to once a week and lean on the rice, which tastes dang good for such a price friendly food that lasts longer than well, Pizza and burgers and doesn't need refrigeration.
So yes, I should have already gone and gotten ready for the groceries but I got caught up in something and then dropped that and came back here to finish up the writing for the quarter more strongly than I would have if I had stopped at the previous page.
But now, I'm done for the quarter.
Kuuanonni.
Oh bother.
The desktop tried but ultimately failed to trip me up and prevent me from getting the writing underway in a 4th quarter that I hope to be a big one.
Ideally wthroughout another Habs win.
Do I have it in me to harvest 14 rows tonight?
I hope so.
And it would be the third best 4th of the month.
But not in the top ten of the year so I should hush it and bang it out.
Oh yeah, I wanted to harvest 14 rows tonight didn't I?
And how am I doing on that front?
Not good.
Though it's not yet nine and I have things to write about.
Alas, I don't have good news to report on Game 6 between the Habs and the Flyers.
The Flyers scored the first two in the first, both of which went off Habs, which is always frustrating, but the Habs replied with a goal so they hit the second down by one.
The 2nd period was better, but an even number of goals in the period is bad news for the Habs as they hit the 3rd still down by a goal.
It's 3-2 Philadelphia but there's one more period.
At least!
Go Habs Go!
It's after nine in the third period with the Canadiens still trailing.
Ugh.
But it's time to get to the writing without fighting with the negative naysayers who seem happy to see the Habs down which makes no sense if they are fans of the club.
I don't think they're trolls, but one can never tell eh?
Either way, I need to get to the half field harvest before ten because I don't want to be looking at the final two hours of the day needing to write more than a field while the Habs are playing not only against the Flyers, who had a great season and deserving of the top seed and the clock, which is ticking towards zero with every passing second.
All the Flyers need to do is keep it out of their net while the Habs need at least one goal.
As of the time of writing.
I won't forget that they've twice had two foal leads and if they do that again that could be too much of a lead.
So score asap Montreal!
Well, at least I've harvested my way past two fields for only the third time this week and twelvth time this month.
It's amazing that I'm not feeling a great sense of doom with the Flyers holding onto the lead with fewer than ten minutes to play.
In times past I would have bailed when it was 2-0 and certainly when it was 3-1.
And the last times past was in the play in series against the Penguins when the Penguins took a 3-1 lead in game three that the habs came back to win 4-3 in regulation.
Dammit!
So close yet so far.
Go Habs Go!
And there's under five minutes to play.
So much for a period with three Habs goals.
Right now what they need is one!
And none against.
I'm not saying they're done, but they need a goal right now!
At least I got to the harvest of half a field beofre the end of regularion(?)
Now if I can just hit a thousand words while the Habs are still playing.
Okay, not a thousand, that would mean deep into overtime at the speed at which I am writing.
So 700?
Yeah, that would be good enough.
But it's not looking good for me reaching 700 words, which as of then latest count was 589 words, but there's less than four minutes in the third where I would rather watch the game.
Though while I have a moment as play has stopped, I am going to harvest another 25 words and get that much closer to 700 words.
Sadly, it's looking more like the Habs are going to be just short of what they needed in the third, a goal.
Just as I was just short of writing 70 words this quarter before the end of the game.
Not that that was necessary.
This is it Habs. This is going to the last seconds of the season if you can't score.
With 10.9 seconds left in the season the Habs need a miracle.
There was no miracle tonight.
But there is promise in the not too distant future.
There's also a lot of ngeativity in the fanbase. Though apparently they're leaving.
Well, if that's the case, I say good riddance,
Now where am I, apart from at home, after the Cnadiens have bene elminated from a playoffs they wouldn't have had in a normal season.
Okay, I am slightly more than half the way to where I needed to reach tonight, after slowing down a couple of times,, first because of supper and hoockey than because of hockeh and me being me.
But it's not yet eleven, or the final hour of the day and I can make this a good charge and reach the harvesting of a field before then.
One way to do this to report on how the Vancouver Canucks are doing in the second period as they stand a game awaty freom eliminating the defending Stanley Cup Champion St. Louis Blues.
And at 4-0, after chasing Jordan Binnington, last year's goaltending star of their run to claiming their first Stanley Cup, the Canucks are looking good for the 6 game series win.
I should go congratulate a friend who roots for the Flyers.
I don't want to, but it's the right thing to do.
And then, when I come back, I should edit my profile.
The latter was easier to do than the former as stupid twitter isd acting up again.
Dammit!
I am still on writing slowly mode and the first Fish Call Friday failed, as no one even liked the comment, which means they certainly didn't subscribe. I checked.
Sigh.
Tick tick tick.
I feel the hope of future success of thhe Montreal Canandiens. Not everyone does.
If that is merely skepticism, that's fine. It's the hate and nayesaying that I have trouble withy.
But that can is something that can wait for another day. Right now, I need to harvest another three rows, as of the last count to harvest three fields today for the first time in too long
.
And seeing as I had more than enough to write about tonight, even if it was a nigght the Habs got eliminated it's worth a tsking that it took me this long until I had closed in on success.
And the fact is, I'm still not that close and I have fewer than 20 minutes opf writing time.
This is not good.
Also, I just realized that i missed out on the drawing that I wanted to do in 16 Ahrabyth.
Oh well, the mission is to write a million+ words this year which takes precedence over the drawing that I would have enjoyed doing.
Besides, at this point, I will be more successful with with 16 minutes of writing than 16 minutes of drawing.
Especially when the drawing would be rushed. So better I go without it and just make it past the harvesting of three full fields than dashing out a drawing.
Am I there yet?
I could have both maybe?
Not likely, I still have some chundering to do so I will write until the end of the day and begin the next one with drawing so that I can end the day strong instead of weak, which is what it would be if I dashed out a drawing.
And now that I'm 42 words short of the good day, with five minutes to write. I know that I am going to reach the harvesting of success.
So if you don't mind, I'll take a bow.
It's good to finally be back at the point where I should be.
Just was pretty accurate.
But past is past.
And now I am going to bring the day to a close.
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