i had a hitchhiker (not the kind from Skinwalker Ranch), but a tiny mouselike creature that didn't run away like a mouse.
so i got closer. he was smaller than a mouse with a long snout and didn't seem to see me peering at him around the corner of a box in basement.
i assume he had landed in a spaceship from the outer meadow: a log with a hole and some straw sticking out that i was using for firewood.
here he was in this dry and inhospitable planet far away from earthworms.
he ran away under the boxes. the alien needed to be caught before succumbing to the desert of the basement.
i would never be able to find him in time. I said a prayer.
i went to the restroom. there he was on the bright linoleum floor against the bathtub.
i used a McDonald's coffee cup to abduct him, sealed the hatch, and whisked him out into the snow.
thank God for prayer. i don't have to clean the basement now.
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I appreciate your humor, insight, and your post whether or not I agree
on love and gun safety
"Lewis had proceeded only three miles when he pulled over at an island and at the request of the pioneers living on it gave a demonstration of his air gun, purchased from gunsmith Isaiah Lukens of Philadelphia. It was a pneumatic rifle. The stock was the reservoir, and it could be pumped full of air to a pressure of five to six hundred psi, at which point it was not much inferior in hitting power to the Kentucky rifle. That it produced no smoke or noise astonished the frontiersmen."
"Lewis fired seven times at fifty-five yards 'with pretty good success.' He passed the curiosity around for examination. It went off accidentally; the ball passed through the hat of a woman about forty yards off, "cutting her temple, she fell instantly and the blood gushing from her temple. we were all in the greatest consternation supposed she was dead but in a minute she revived to our enespressable satisfaction, and by examination we found the wound by no means mortal or even dangerous." Never again did he pass the air gun around when it was pumped up and loaded. (Undanted Courage, Ambrose, 108)"
this anecdote reminds me of a young friend who fired a water balloon slingshot and hit a gal in a bikini who then toppled into the pool. they married several years later. i guess she wanted him on her side.
For the first time while listening to Jordi this morning, i had the curiosity to go back to my old job. Just to see how they are integrating all of this.
here are the words that stood out to me the most from his presentation this morning:
"you're going to start to see the success by companies has been not through using the enterprise software it's through agentic AI and it's through having those things effectively be databases where the data is the value but not the software"
i lifted this graphic from Jordi Visser. AI slop it may be but it does show something that i don't feel like writing in words...