i will forget the sun behind the ymca

[hummingwolf]

As the day
with us who are stoutly fighting
with the shades at landing time,
the chastening stripes must cleanse them all;
and the sungod blotted out the sun;
and his ears hear nought of the cities of men with mortal sins, angels never cry

so bring on the home-coming
after the anorexics have curled
in not paying you for being not a pretty me!
i feel closer to your life.

--MegaHAL

There's a story in there somewhere. Maybe two stories, but at least one story that I really wish I were awake enough to tell.

Yeah, I really do need to start doing MegaPoMo posts earlier in the day, at least on days like today when I knew I'd be overtired after all the running around. It seems a shame to have MegaHAL doing all the work without substantive contributions from me, although it's true that HAL doesn't complain.

On an entirely different note, I loved tonight's House episode. Road trip!

Coughing now. Sleep in a moment. Talk to y'all tomorrow.

Comments

[darth-spacey.livejournal.com]

I usually find MegaHAL's ramblings to be so hard to follow that I don't follow them to their conclusions. This one, however, with some punctuation help, is actually pretty good, if still kind of abstract. I shall try and pay more attention to them in the future. It's a heck of an interesting project, but my brain just isn't wired to read the output, it seems.

[hummingwolf.livejournal.com]

I usually find MegaHAL's ramblings to be so hard to follow that I don't follow them to their conclusions.

Same here, honestly. But the ones I post are (almost) always ones I've read all the way through. :-)

Spend some time reading some postmodern poetry (supposedly) written by humans. After a while, HAL begins to make perfect sense.

Alternatively, try sleep-dep.