Vlid Wonderbeak, Virtual Mayor of Toronto

Some scientists have speculated that our universe and everything in it, including us, is just information--a sort of hologram made up of data. If that's the case, there's no need for virtual identities; we already have those.

But who makes the operating system for this holographic universe, and what happens if there's a glitch? Or, just as evil, what happens if there's a celestial power failure, and the operators don't have backup batteries for their system. Is there a virtual afterlife? A place for the ghosts of ghosts? A sort of cached world, where pale shadows of shadowy entities eke out an existence based on memories?

I designed a new cover for 'The Prey', and here it is, live on Amazon's Kindle store, where the price remains at an exorbitant $1.98. So there you have it.

Anyway, here's some chocolate, courtesy of sanfranciscosentinel.com. Chocolate is always a welcome guest, friendly and considerate, a cheery sight at any time, unless, of course, you're trying to lose weight or lead a healthy life based on nutritious rutabagas.

Here, from those friendly people at Ontario's Ministry of Agriculture, Food and Rural Affairs, is a field of rutabagas. No one can say this blog isn't chock-full of health and nutrition, and thoughts about vegetables!

And here is a picture of some gears, in case you want to build something with moving parts.

No worries.

Sparkles the Wonder Computer

Sparkles runs on the famous Macrohard Angst operating system. It never crashes, except when something goes wrong.
Tech support is located in the Andromeda galaxy.

Vlod Ironbeak's computer terminal is an old pipe organ salvaged from a bankrupt goth rock band. Many people write programs for Angst using old Caledonian, which the Scots developed during the Middle Ages to control their Mars shuttle, the Bonnie Haggis.

If you don't like messing around with computers, you can try one of these gift baskets filled with useful chocolate. I've heard it said that you can use almost any kind of numbering system to write a computer program, so why not use chocolate? If the program doesn't work, you can just eat it, and start again with a fresh batch of chocolate.

And now, back to work.

I put my huge, larger-than-life plastic model of a crow in my office. It startles my wife every time she sees it, until she remembers it's just a harmless plastic model.

heh heh heh....

Caw!

That was a Different Haggis

Food can be dangerous. I, myself, have been haunted by turnips and cabbages on many a dire occasion, only to be snatched from the jaws of Chaos and Terror by SUPER CHOCO BUNNY.
Here's one of his minions.

Speaking of chocolate, some of you may have heard of a thing called a deep-fried Mars Bar, which seems to have originated in Scotland. Here's a picture of one, and a write-up, by Anne, who lives in "Glasgow with her other half, our two wee boys (9 and 4), one cat (10) and some tropical fish." 


Anne seems to have enjoyed the deep-fried bar, and she obviously lived through the experience, or we wouldn't have her write-up.


Meanwhile, keep a close eye on any haggises you might have adopted recently; they like to hide in closets and under beds.


Time to visit far-away places with strange sounding names.
Scotland is calling....