The business of me walking upright is no indication that my brain has actually gotten its act together. Unless you find a way to wake me up that dumps a fair amount of adrenaline in my system (thereby ensuring the morning but wrecking the rest of the day), I will not be capable of independent thought for the first forty minutes of the day. It's all very stimulus-response. I recognize the need for a shower, so I shower. I recognize that I am hungry, so I have breakfast. I recognize that I am not wearing the Uniform of the Day, so I rectify that situation. These are all prescribed responses. If you try to insert some OTHER program command before 0600, you very well might hang the entire system.
At least until breakfast is over.
About Me
- Firefly
- Fireflies tend to chart an apparently random course. Mine isn't as haphazard as it appears, but, for as long as it parallels internet access, this blog has been one of the easiest ways to follow me. I volunteer at a great camp whenever I'm in the area; my camp name is Firefly.
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