Thursday, April 28, 2011

Going to have to apologize to all six of my readers

I have not posted a new story since January. You are probably already aware of this. I know this blog didn't have a very large readership in the first place, but those of you who've enjoyed it still deserve a regular update schedule (or at least some kind of prior notice for my long posting outages), and I am sorry you haven't gotten one.

I've very much enjoyed doing this, as have I enjoyed people's comments on the whole strange and fun process. I do plan on starting back up again, sometime soon possibly. Hopefully I'll be able to keep a consistent workable schedule going.
I do not want to be one of those guys who gets notoriously bad at updating, but even more than that, I do not want to be one of those guys who promises to update on a certain day and time, and then is unable to do so.

I'm afraid I've been both of those people. I'll try hard not to do so in the future.

In the meantime:
I have another blog besides
"Also there was a doctor." I'm collaborating on a music blog with some friends, and I would very much appreciate your checking it out:

Monday, January 3, 2011

Last Sentence Of Oprah's Twitter Updates From Oct/Nov 2010 #1

“Powerful,” he said. The audience in the lecture hall silently waited for him to continue. He did not.

“Professor McGinsberg,” said the moderator. “I believe the question was about your thoughts on the nature of black holes.”

“Yes,” replied the professor.

“Your personal thoughts based on your years of experience,” said the moderator. She looked down at the small stack of note cards she had placed on the table between them; a few dozen audience questions culled from hundreds of submissions.

“That is correct,” said the professor.

“Yes, but all you said just now was ‘powerful’ and then nothing else,” said the moderator.

The professor nodded.

“Are you sure you don’t want to go into more detail?” asked the moderator.

“Quite sure, thank you,” said the professor.

The moderator lifted the next note card. They finished the remaining questions in less than twelve minutes. That left them with an hour to go before the end of the seminar.

It would be reasonable but inaccurate to assume this was the low point of the moderator’s professional career. Unfortunately the many wordless minutes she spent staring at the tenured college professor as he refused to explore any topic in depth was merely an unpleasant carpet square compared to the dilapidated mansion that years earlier had been her true nadir. Mind you, I’m not actually going to tell you what happened on that day, I just thought letting you know about it would help you understand why she was able to sit there with such a placid smile while she and the professor said nothing for about twenty minutes.

Also there was a doctor. He was in the audience, and was pretty sure their lack of conversation was meant to be some kind of brilliant metaphor for the philosophical silence to be found in the nexus of a black hole; he gave a standing ovation.