Ammunition > Heroics

Yeah, I was going to post a few times before now, but that didn't happen... Probably because I was scarcely at the computer this weekend. I will abandon whatever I was going to talk about (it probably wasn't that interesting anyway, and either way it's likely I'll come back to it) and tell why.

Now, I'm not sure of the details here, but my dad is working with somebody on some sort of writing project (for a magazine, I believe) about Ira Sankey, who has an unfortunately feminine-sounding name. Presumably, however, this is not the subject of the article.
And at any rate, it's at least better than Clare. In band we just played a piece of music by a man named Clare Grundman.
...And apparently Ira is an exclusively male name. Huh.
Clare, on the other hand, is supposed to be exclusively female. But I'm quite sure our director said he was a man. It's kind of sad. If my name was Clare I'd want to change it to something much more awesome and obviously male, such as Quetzalcoatl.
Occasionally when people ask, I tell them my name is Quetzalcoatl. I almost wish it was.
But that would be incredibly inconvenient. And where was I, really? Let's get back to the point, here.
So this man my dad is working with, along with his wife, came to our house last weekend so that he could work on the project with my dad and such.
Then this weekend they came again, and also brought their daughter Remy. So we spent most of Saturday (which, yes, was just Saturday for me) and Monday (which was mostly just Monday; how is one supposed to celebrate?)... doing stuff. Primarily playing SSBB, but we played various other board/card/computer/video games as well.
That was good, because working at the computer most of the day like I normally do is probably not exactly healthy, but I don't have many better things to do. A lot of the time I'll read, but in excess, that's scarcely any better. But what am I supposed to be doing about that? There's not much that can be done.
I feel like I've talked about this a thousand times before.
Oh, that's right. It's because I have. Hence my normal aversion to talking here about my life.
But for being so boring, it's not too shabby.

I guess that's it. But I feel that I must say something strange in order to keep this post interesting.

That's like saying Fozzie Bear looks like Pac-Man because they both say "waka waka"!

...It's a useful analogy. You should use it some time. Or all the time.


Oh, right. I changed the name of the blog, as you can see. Final results of the poll:
1 vote for The Robot Manifesto.
6 votes for Ammunition > Heroics.
1 vote for Robots Anonymous.
1 vote for Robots Bleed Petroleum.

That's all then.


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