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Spent part of yesterday playing solitaire with real cards for some reason. I have no idea why. And had the irrational urge to play chess in the middle of the day, though I didn’t have any programs to hand, so resorted to solitaire in the end.
At least I can still decently shuffle cards without ending up spraying them everywhere, I suppose.

Saiyuki ficlet: Thoughts on a Togenkyo Morning

881 words. More meandering ramble by a displaced bishop in a foreign land. With more talk of Papal procedure than Biblical quotes this time.


( Ficlet as follows. )

Some fun lyrics

"My little island is made for pleasure,
And in the cool of evening, it's a treasure
And when the hour grows later, what is greater than...
An occasional man"

- Martin Blare “An Occasional Man”


Apply that to an island, any island... unless it’s Lesbos, I suppose. Because I wasn’t thinking about Kuchen or anything...
And have a listen to the Quinn Lemley version.

Original fiction - Silence

Silence
What happens when a machine won’t be shut down?

Following on from "Copy". An equivalent present day, though more focused on the mind of a machine this time.
1274 words.