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digitaldiscipline
digitaldisciplineObviously inspired by the State of the Union Address, I was in a hotel room, watching CNN, but instead of their usual staid fare, they had a five-minute monologue from Michelle Bachmann (R-Bugfuck Nuts) that had been completely auto-tuned. She was no less stupid or crazy, but she was at least melodic. Wolf Blitzer looked amused.
Afterwards, I picked up one of those Maxim-ish mens' magazines, which had an inset profile of some rich dude, who was a rough amalgamation of Ted Nugent, Richard Branson, and Steve Irwin - outdoorsy, Australian (or possibly Kiwi), ponytailed, rich as all fuck, and into extremely fast exotic automobiles (this lattermost bit I can attribute to having seen an Audi S8 on my drive to the office yesterday morning). He had a huge, mostly-undeveloped retreat in the Outback, where the house game was a rough-cut variant of golf, where you just had to get the ball onto the green, but could only use your driver, and the grass was never cut. As I played through a couple of older guys (in their 70's), my ball got hung up in the gutter at the edge of a neighbor's yard (the neighborhood was strongly reminiscient of where![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
critus and netgoth live).
There was an unspecified transition, where I became one of the old dudes - very Joe Biden-esque, in that "hale, jovial, but still old and crinkly" manner. He/I had apparently survived some interesting medical trauma in the recent past, including a collapsing event where, upon falling on our face and breaking our nose, the body had decided that the detached cartilage was foreign tissue, and wasn't real keen on it. There was also some unspecified cancer-like development along the left side of the neck and chest, which was being mitigated and treated with a combination of shunts (to drain off excess fluid) and chemotherapy-like injections via a port in the left armpit/ribcage area.
The injection of said chemical cocktail brought on a sense of coolness (temperature, not attitude) and disconnection, and some mild disorientation. I suspect this is fallout from having given blood, as well as followingjaylake's adventures in chemotherapy.
All in all, pretty high on the weirdness scale, as well as the realism/versimilitude.
Afterwards, I picked up one of those Maxim-ish mens' magazines, which had an inset profile of some rich dude, who was a rough amalgamation of Ted Nugent, Richard Branson, and Steve Irwin - outdoorsy, Australian (or possibly Kiwi), ponytailed, rich as all fuck, and into extremely fast exotic automobiles (this lattermost bit I can attribute to having seen an Audi S8 on my drive to the office yesterday morning). He had a huge, mostly-undeveloped retreat in the Outback, where the house game was a rough-cut variant of golf, where you just had to get the ball onto the green, but could only use your driver, and the grass was never cut. As I played through a couple of older guys (in their 70's), my ball got hung up in the gutter at the edge of a neighbor's yard (the neighborhood was strongly reminiscient of where
critus and netgoth live).There was an unspecified transition, where I became one of the old dudes - very Joe Biden-esque, in that "hale, jovial, but still old and crinkly" manner. He/I had apparently survived some interesting medical trauma in the recent past, including a collapsing event where, upon falling on our face and breaking our nose, the body had decided that the detached cartilage was foreign tissue, and wasn't real keen on it. There was also some unspecified cancer-like development along the left side of the neck and chest, which was being mitigated and treated with a combination of shunts (to drain off excess fluid) and chemotherapy-like injections via a port in the left armpit/ribcage area.
The injection of said chemical cocktail brought on a sense of coolness (temperature, not attitude) and disconnection, and some mild disorientation. I suspect this is fallout from having given blood, as well as following
jaylake's adventures in chemotherapy.All in all, pretty high on the weirdness scale, as well as the realism/versimilitude.
