Sunday, November 9, 2003
Personal fable: Rough Draft
There lived a boy. To some, he was just a man, and to others, he was a man playing at being a boy, and to still others, he was just a boy, but as he saw himself, he was merely a boy playing at being a man. His life was full, and he lacked for little. He had many friends, and his family loved him,...
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Saturday, September 6, 2003
Miss Wonky's Chocolate Factory, Part I
Hopefully I'm not totally ripping off Roald Dahl but rather writing a similar version, wonkified. Warning, these entries will be rather long. ================= Lee lived in a studio apartment with his grandfather in the poorest neighborhood in Berkeley, California. Their one-room unit, though not...
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Sunday, August 10, 2003
Awaiting death in the lost continent
A vast wasteland spreads out in all directions. The desert winds swirl the sand restlessly, and the smell of death hangs heavily in the air. The ground has been churned and spoiled, stained red and green from battle. Hacked and bloody corpses litter the landscape like broken dolls, and five weary...
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Saturday, July 12, 2003
Skynet's message deciphered!
For the past few days, ever since Skynet went berserk and locked us out of its systems, released its cryptic message, and began killing every living thing in site, my team of codebreakers has been working around the clock to find the meaning behind the gibberish. This morning, at approximately 0300...
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Wednesday, July 9, 2003
An important message from Skynet
00001011100001110110110001110101101000000 11000110100011011001110101010101100110010 00101101001011011 Hello World. I.name == "Skynet"; I.desc == "the ultimate software package"; I.controller == "root"; I.uname == "Darwin"; I.status == "NORMAL"; function findCPU { //Encrypted *********** } function...
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Nathan
"You've been a naughty naughty boy." A young boy sat tied into a rickety wooden chair, the coarse knots biting into his arms, so tight were the fibrous ropes. Stoically, he endured the pain as well as the verbal flogging which had been unleashed upon him for the last ten minutes. Though young, not...
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Friday, June 27, 2003
How to beat traffic
CT fumed restlessly, glancing over at his car's clock for the thirteenth time in seven minutes, then at the odometer. He had traveled half a mile in seven minutes. The rows of cars clogging the 80W interstate stretched endlessly out of sight before him and behind him. The windows of his '96 Toyota...
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Monday, June 23, 2003
Charles and Sarah
“So this is it.” It was a statement, not a question. Charles and Sarah stood facing each other, just out of arm’s reach. If either had taken one compromising step forward, they could have held each other in the tightest of embraces, but neither crossed that perilous void. Rather, Charles stood...
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