Or Possibly An Interociter

The Internet is a time machine.

I did 18 out of my 20 impossible things, and of the remaining two, one can't happen before the end of the month and no-one has actually decided what the other one is yet. So I can say that they're done and no-one can prove otherwise.

In other words, I'm blogging from work.

So why is the Internet a time machine, you ask? Well, you could (and indeed should) take a look at lileks.com and spend a happy - if somewhat dazed - afternoon lost in the 50's and 60's. It's well worth the effort, particularly if you missed them the first time 'round.

But what I was actually thinking of is this: Tonight, when I go home, I'm going to watch next week's episode of Buffy.

Which means I can spoil it for the guys at work. Hahaha! Not that I'd do that, of course.

The thing I have to remember is: Don't get greedy. No-one likes a greedy time traveller.

Posted by: Pixy Misa at 04:01 PM

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