Head Colds Inspire The Usual Brain Death: Ask Me Anything!

(NOTE: Based on time elapsed since the posting of this entry, the BS-o-meter calculates this is 13.266% likely to be something that Ferrett now regrets.)

I’m staring at a screen trying to make sense of things, my head swimming with disease.  My concentration is shot.  I’ve somehow got to try to program things today, but that involves actually comprehending systems, and that is not going to go well.
(I also owe a couple of short story reviews, as I read two of them last night but cannot put my head into order yet to sift out my thoughts upon them.  Though spurred by a thought from a friend, I may try to write an urban fantasy story in a Patrick Rothfuss/Quentin Tarantino mashup later tonight, which may just be the head cold talking.)
So let’s do the usual “Ferrett needs distraction” post, which is to say:
Ask me a real question. On any topic. I’ll do my best to answer honestly. 
(Fake questions like “How much wood would a woodchuck chuck?” are neither clever nor useful.  You can do it; it marks you as the kind of person who doesn’t realize the joke is so obvious it’s been done a hundred times before, and I’ll think less of you for being tedious.  Hey, I told you I’d answer honestly.)
All other questions will be answered politely, and to the best of my ability.  Go, if you please.

Posted by on Jan 7, 2014 in Current Ramblings | 0 comments

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