“Ooooh, paints be raised! I’ve found my book at last!” Spencer claims amnesty. “I am foolhardy and lackluster, put me in the stable with the mules. Damn me. Not knowing that 1gig=1,000mgs, I thusly panicked. Who doth contain this knowledge? When did gigging leap from frogs to computer terminology? Success in my present life depends upon good judgement.”
Dear Margaret replies sadly, “I cry for you, darling Spencer. Cook told me about the time 2,000 froglegs were placed in the iMac because storage could be increased that way. While it did not help the CPU, the portions were most comely. Don’t Fetch without a firm grasp of file size, next time could spell d-i-a-s-t-e-r, instead of disaster.”
And the book? Bradbury Stories. The 912-page Ray Bradbury excellence was in plain sight all the time posing as the 4th leg of the horsehair couch. “That’s one Uncorrected Proof Not For Sale which reigns supreme,” Cook murmurs as she enters the room on a Big Wheel. “Watch me spin. Here’s your tea, Miss Margaret. What will you be having today, Mr. Montgomery?”
“What!?”
“Simple. Re-read Power Through Constructive Thinking by Dr. Emmett Fox. Published in 1940, it’s sure to reveal much of the Oprah-pop Secret. How’s this for coincidence?
If you would meditate upon this fact, until you had some degree of understanding what it really means, most of your difficulties and physical ailments would disappear, for they are rooted and grounded in fear. The underlying cause of all trouble is fear… If you could only realize it completely, every negative thing in your life would vanish away, and you would demonstrate perfection in every phase.
Now, what are we to do? How shall we disassemble such knowledge? Shhhhh. Speak not, the real secret is in a million little pieces, no original thought available on this day.”
Cook wheels out of the room.
-there are a dozen stories in the nekid city. this was one of them.