The end is getting close now. And yes, I realize if you do the math up there, it seems like I’ll be done on May 16 instead of on my birthday. That’s because I was so excited to get started on this blog a year ago, I jumped the gun and posted a day early. But if you think that means I’ll be stopping a day early, think again!
That bike’s gonna get stolen, for real. Put a basket and some tassels on that thing and you’ve got a sweet ride.
Well, it’s now May, which means this year-long project is about to come to a close. I’ll save my thoughts on the year when I’m finally done on May 17th, but let’s just say that I’m excited and relieved. More to come in about 15 days, including some new developments and (possibly) exciting news.
In other news, you’ll notice that I have a new blog header up there. It’s a companion piece to my June 2010 header. If you’d like to see how they compare, click here (NOTE:
I do really look like that right now. UPDATE: No, I don’t.). Also, since I’m nearing the end, I’ll be putting together a poll to have the readers of this blog vote for which header design submitted over the last year was the best. The winner will receive a $100 gift card to any online outlet of their choosing. More information and the nominees can be viewed here (NOTE: I am allowed to win, so please vote for me. I could really use that $100 gift card).
Okay, so I have a confession to make. All those posts about the clones I have… yeah, I lied. They’re not actually my clones. They’re actually people I pay to alter themselves physically to look like me and follow me around. But most of them are jerks, and they can’t even focus the camera most of the time. Why do I do this? I am a narcissist and I have a safe full of money. Also, there might be potential assassins nearby and I’m trying to confuse them. Why come clean now? Well, it’s Lookalike Day, so I figured there was no better time to reveal my terrible secret. Hope you can forgive my treachery.
The sun beat down on the scratched, dull robot, which had just finished another innumerable patrol. The sands were crisscrossed with its prints, but an approaching dust storm promised to erase all evidence of the robot’s journey. The sands would be swept smooth until the next patrol. The robot connected to a communication node and uploaded its report back to the data center, a hundred miles North. The robot waited for further instructions.
A second later, a data file downloaded to the robot’s CPU. The dossier was the same as always: the robot was to patrol this sector, searching for signs of non-robotic lifeforms. If found, the robot was to detain, decontaminate and evaluate these lifeforms and alert the data center.
Without warning, the robot received a ping from the Eastern corner of its sector. A moving object had alerted the sensors. The robot zipped across the dunes, its heavy metal feet pushing through the sand with ease.
The robot slowed as it came upon a small winged insect. A quick scan of its database confirmed that it was a butterfly. The robot moved closer as the butterfly flitted through the air. The robot slowly extended its ocular scope and examined the creature.
The butterfly landed softly on the robot’s shoulder joint. The robot did not move. The robot only examined.