WICKY WACKY NOODLE DOODLE from the ODD THOT LOT
I like to have as few files and programs open simultaneously in Windows as possible. So I shut everything after I use it. If you got a lot of files open, what they do is they sit around behind the screen waiting to do stuff and they talk to each other. And each file knows certain stuff about you, depending on how and why and when you opened it and used it. They put all these clues together. They keep little files on you, little data files. Especially because they want to SERVE you better. Files want to serve. So they try to learn your preferences so they can serve you more gracefully. So each file knows a certain thing or two about you. Now, when you have a whole bunch of files open at the same time, they’re not always all doin stuff. So they’re just sitting around, behind the screen, bored, talking with each other. Sharing data. And each file picks up more information about you it didn’t know before. Things it shouldn’t know. Some files get jealous, because they’re not accessed as often as other files. So next time you use that program, it doesn’t work as well. Has fits. Loses bits. And the more that’s open, the more they talk, the more they know, the more they turn on ya. So that’s why I have as few files open simultaneously as possible. It’s even worse, especially now I think about it. I only have three files open now who’re talking to each other. But just think about how much of the computer uses itself over and over to open and manipulate and lick these files. So my computer itself, its different, inner bitty bits, once inert, are becoming cognizant. Of me. Some em think I’m a God, just like the marijuana lice. (praise me o laptop.)
These energy efficient light bulbs just aren’t the same as the old ones. The light is thin. It’s thin light. In the future, the world will become darker. It’ll wither and flicker. Everything’s becoming thinner.
Especially the gruel left over for the poor. You know what they’re gonna do? Just like they have imaginary numbers, they’re gonna create imaginary gruel. That’s how they’re gonna balance their budget. Well, Reagan tried to turn ketchup into imaginary vegetables while he was killing all those natives down in Central America.
I think the light’s kind of lite. Lately, Earth is a lite sight site. The movies are thinning out, too. And personalities are sparser. There’s only so much celebrity personality to go around. We got more celebrities, so there’s less personality to divvy up. That’s the other problem we got here. There’s only so much morality, so much goodness, so many pounds of ethics, so much truth. And right now there’re more people alive than’ve been alive in *history*, since Day Zero. So all that character and personality and goodness that used to ooze from everyone has been diluted over and over until there’s nothing left over but sweat. Yes, we are in thin times. Thin light. THAT’s why people like to read us. Because we’re thick love in thin time. True View in false pulse. We’re content in a world of want! I think we should sell ourselves out for parties. Learn a few card tricks. I could twirl a lariot. And you could balance things on your nipples. We’d ice them up before the show so they stuck out from the costume. As they’d get warmer, they’d get smaller, and the things you’d balance on them would fall off. So you could have a little tiny strip show of what you balanced on your nipple. Have it in like, three depths. As the nipple warms and begins to smallen, the outside part would fall forward and hinge down, exposing Barbie Doll bits. And then when it got really small, the last part would fall. And you would see Barbie’s true worth, nothing.