Virtual vehicles for the metaverse
Works of fiction or other creative writing.
Treefen has come through with some stunningly funny and surreal dialogue in a TOS-esque (it’s a word now) style for the EOL blogiversary contest. Don’t drink milk while you read this or it will surely come out your nose.
Treefen_entry.pdf (~80KB, requires Acrobat Reader)
As of July 17, 2003, I will have been writing this blog for one year. Picking up in the footsteps of Adrian, Treefen, and River Selkie, the time has come to throw the First Annual Endofline.ca Blogiversary Contest.
It occurred to me as I was planning this that half the visitors to my site read the blog and the other half look at the robots. That is, half of the total number of visitors. I don’t know of any half-visitors, personally.
Therefore, I have created two categories: one for a written scene and one for a LEGO robot. Take your pick of either category. Or do both. Or neither. That’s an option too.
Of the prizes, I can say undoubtedly that they are in all respects, undeniably rectangular objects.
So. Who would like to vie for the not-really-all-that-fabulous rectangular objects? Let the fun begin….
CLICK HERE FOR YE OLDE CONTEST DETAILS.
May the best writer/roboticist win!
As I contemplated the wisdom expressed by Adrian Bedford’s poignant “y6h76rtf7708jhlk.j;lkjdfser“, something occurred to me that was somewhat unsettling. In his blog, he wrote: “I knuckled down with a fresh coffee and banged my head against the keyboard.”
Looking at a standard keyboard, the pattern of keys struck by his head looks like this:
Such a pattern could only exist if his forehead had an unusually lumpy appearance. The string of characters could only have been struck by strange protrusions, of which one sticks out beside his right eye and one over his right temple. The locations of such protrusions can be noted by superimposing the key pattern on a diagram of a human face.
My conclusion is that Mr Bedford’s skill as a sci-fi writer comes not from his imagination, but from a deep familiarity with the realities of space travel! He is, in fact, a space-traveller from a distant galaxy!
What led him to settle on Earth? Is “y6h76rtf7708jhlk.j;lkjdfser” actually a naughty limmerick written in an alien language? Am I losing touch with reality?
Or maybe he hit a few keys with his nose. I can’t decide.
To me, this quote encapsulates the struggle to shatter the barrier of writer’s block.
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—K A Bedford, author of Orbital Burn
Over at dreams of a river selkie, RS has concocted a frightening bloggiversary contest. We can enter one of three categories: “worst premise for a tv show ever”, “scariest photo”, or “most atrocious ending of a novel”.
Scariest photo, eh? Hmm.