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Unlimbering the Nuclear Option
13 years ago
I'm sure you've all noticed that I've run into another round of writer's block lately.
Well, I finally broke through some of that today, and was on a pretty solid roll.
Two or three paragraphs in to HOC Chapter 08.04, alas, my telephone rang. It was a (non-furry) friend of mine, with whom I communicate regularly, and with whom I had just had lengthy conversation both yesterday and the day before.
With that so recently behind us, we thoroughly exhausted topics of conversation fairly quickly. The conversation degenerated into him reading stuff off his Facebook page to me over the phone, since I refuse to participate in that noxious arena personally.
This served to remind me just why I abstained from such a staple of the American Internet diet.
As he finished the second such tidbit and was about to start a third, I interrupted to explain matters to him:
I told him that I was in the middle of writing furry pornography when he called, and that if he insisted on dragging me away from MY computer to read what was on HIS monitor, I would be forced to reciprocate.
He stopped, and quite eloquently described the expression he was now wearing:
While it is always a delight to hear from someone I consider a brother closer than any of my actual siblings, I suspect that, in the future, if I answer his more Porlockian interruptions with "Hello, I'm writing furry porn", it will have a salubrious effect on his ability to maintain relevant and interesting topics of conversation.
Well, I finally broke through some of that today, and was on a pretty solid roll.
Two or three paragraphs in to HOC Chapter 08.04, alas, my telephone rang. It was a (non-furry) friend of mine, with whom I communicate regularly, and with whom I had just had lengthy conversation both yesterday and the day before.
With that so recently behind us, we thoroughly exhausted topics of conversation fairly quickly. The conversation degenerated into him reading stuff off his Facebook page to me over the phone, since I refuse to participate in that noxious arena personally.
This served to remind me just why I abstained from such a staple of the American Internet diet.
As he finished the second such tidbit and was about to start a third, I interrupted to explain matters to him:
I told him that I was in the middle of writing furry pornography when he called, and that if he insisted on dragging me away from MY computer to read what was on HIS monitor, I would be forced to reciprocate.
He stopped, and quite eloquently described the expression he was now wearing:
While it is always a delight to hear from someone I consider a brother closer than any of my actual siblings, I suspect that, in the future, if I answer his more Porlockian interruptions with "Hello, I'm writing furry porn", it will have a salubrious effect on his ability to maintain relevant and interesting topics of conversation.
"Hello, I'm writing furry porn", ahhhhh