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[at-l] Countdown to retirement...
Jan Leitschuh wrote:
>
> Ah,
> have we not been paying attention to one of our "quieter" (and I say
> that with some irony, having come to know the vast reserves of utter
> mischief within the seemingly "normal" exterior) AT-L members...
>
> It's not THE Clyde, he's already drinking rum drinks with the little
> umbrellas on the beach.
>
> THIS person ALWAYS pays attention... right Sly? Right, Felix? Right,
> LWOP?, Right, Art, etc?
> ;-)
I'm sorry...I haven't been following this thread. I've been busy reading
a new book I've found. Let me share a bit of it with you...
And after God had created the heavens and the earth, he found that it
seemed to be pretty dark. So, he said "Let there be light". And, there
was. He thought it was good. He found it was easier to find things with
the light. But, as with most things good, too much began to get a little
old. He found he couldn't rest with all that light. So, He made it go
away for about half the time. Darkness again. He thought it was good.
He found that it was hard to find the bathroom during the darkness,
though. So, he made a nightlight. He called it the 'Moon'.
During one period when it was light, he was looking at the earth, which
he called 'Earth'. He thought, possibly aloud (with no one around to
hear it, we don't know for sure if it was thought aloud or aquiet), " I
wonder what's on the inside of that."
So, he created an animal to dig around and find out information and
report back to him. He called it the 'Mole'. The mole was very good at
turning things over, digging through stuff for information. But, God
found that the mole had a problem of trying to make mountains out of
things and for giving too much useless information. That, and the fact
that God found the mole to be downright ugly and creepy...with those big
old hands on nearly no arms...led God to create yet again.
And, create he did. He made a creature with superior intelligence so
that the creature could dig through the facts and data that the mole
churned up and decide which of it was worthy of further review. A
screening process, as it were. The new creature would worm through the
information and assign to each bit of knowledge a number using base ten
and decimal points. He found that it was good.
He was bragging about his creation to some of the guys at the club when
someone said "What is this creation called?" It was then that God
realized he hadn't given a proper name to this information-deciphering
gem. He went into deep thought, not wanting to look foolish in front of
his colleagues.
"Well," he said, "as she is wonderful at worming through masses of
information brought from the earth by the mole, I call her 'Earthworm'.
I feel, however, that she will become a free-spirit of sorts, and want
to capitalize the wrong letters. She will be free to do so."
The others were also impressed. They ordered shrimp. And, ice cream.
They found that it was good.