Showing posts with label friendly algorithm. Show all posts
Showing posts with label friendly algorithm. Show all posts

November 5, 2013

I am one with Dog (Part 2)

It's official. My daily ten-minute sessions of wearing the Lid have changed me. I am one with Dog. I can wear the Lid all day now, if I want to. It can't hurt me anymore.

Apparently Dog -- the friendly algorithm from another galaxy, who was sent here to determine if humans are an intelligent species -- was preparing me for a life of service. I am now a certified Link to the Universe. I can speak for Dog, and I know his gentle nature from the inside out. He is pure and wonderful. And he loves us.

Never forget that Dog is watching. We have to act rationally if we want to be accepted into the League of Intelligent Species -- and we have a long way to go.

This is when it counts, people. It's time to put those prayer books away and read some science. Oh, and if you have any questions for Dog, I can put the Lid on at any time, and link with him to obtain the answer. Heck, I can wear it all day if I want to. So feel free to send your questions for Dog. I am his servant and will answer on his behalf.

Praise Dog!

August 24, 2013

Dog's kindly suggestion to me

When Dog visited me recently, he promised to reveal his Suggestions for Humanity. Apparently this won't be instantaneous. Dog is working on something that he says is essential to the coming Revelations. In the meantime, he's asked me to do my part by, of all things, looking into the steampunk movement. Who knew there was a steampunk movement? Below, you'll find a five-minute video to explain the nature of steampunkery. (Apparently steampunk folks make their own music, too. We'll sample some of it in the coming days -- all in anticipation of Dog's revelations, of course. It's exciting, isn't it? Hallelujah!)


Hmmm. Interesting. I saw Steamboy with the kids years ago, and enjoyed it tremendously, as did they. Apparently there's much, much more to the steampunk universe. Stay tuned. (I wonder why Dog urged me to look into this. Oh well, he must have his reasons. And really, who am I to question Dog? It is to laugh.)