The Time Stamps Mean Nothing

I noticed recently that all my posts are time-stamped with the time that I opened the 'new post' window. This means that I can keep a window open from any particular time and submit that post whenever I feel like it. I've been doing that for the past few posts because I haven't gotten around to writing them until after midnight, and it is always annoying when it displays being the wrong day, even though it is technically right. The time stamp on each post really means nothing though. I could have a window open from last week and publish a post in that window today and it would be stamped with last week's date, at least that's my theory. It definitely works on smaller time scales and even carries over from one day to the next. Also, I'm pretty sure I can go back and edit any post and it will not give any updated time or date for when any changes were made. The lesson of this pointless observation is the time stamp means nothing, but if you want to write your post after midnight but want it listed from the day before, just open the window before midnight and write that post whenever you feel like it. Also, unless you check this site regularly, I could be constantly going back over everything I write and you would never know. Somehow I feel like these observations were a waste of everyones time but I already wrote them all so it would just waste more time to go back and delete them.

Now for a mystery. Today, while walking to a friend's house, I encountered a piece of dog poop on the sidewalk. There were several strange things about this poop. Firstly, the poop was right in the middle of the sidewalk. Maybe that's not strange because I suppose it's possible that someone is just that much of a lazy ass that they won't even push the poop to the side of the walk. Or maybe they thought that it would be easier to notice and therefore avoid if it was in plain isolated view. Anyways, the strangest thing about the poop was something I did not notice at first, and for good reason. As I continued down the sidewalk I encountered another piece of the same poop, I'm guessing it was the same because it looked the same, I did not taste it to find out for sure. This was about half a block past the first piece. I considered it odd that the poop could have travelled so far down the sidewalk. I didn't think it likely that someone would kick a piece down the sidewalk until they realized what it was, nor did it seem very likely that the dog had been pooping on the go and the owner had let it happen everywhere. The real puzzler came when I crossed the street at the next block. There was more of the same poop. How did it get there? How did a piece of poop manage to travel half-way down one block and then cross the street? I have no clue. I'm going to have to label this one 'The Mystery of the Roaming Poop" and file it under 'unsolved'.

I decided that April will officially be poll month. I'll try to have as many great polls going as possible. I'm not sure how many people actually visit this site daily, or even at all, but I was thinking of making the polls only last for a few days each. In preparation for this I'm putting up a new poll to find out a bit about visitors here. Please participate. The superior fruit poll is almost over, and apple is winning by one vote. If you don't agree that apples are superior to oranges you'd better vote now or forever hold your peace (piece? which one is it?).

Some amusing dreams that clearly show again that I have been playing too many video games. The interesting thing about these ones is how I incorporated the video game format into real life. Often when I dream about video games from playing them too much it is just about the game itself and trying to complete difficult parts. Not in these dreams.

In the first part I had to fight the boss, who was actually the evil female boss from Ugly Betty and my boss in the dream. I guess it didn't matter that she was my boss because I had to defeat her. I had to run around this pond while stomping on guitar effect pedal type switches that would launch balls or something at the boss. The first one I launched was a good hit but then it got difficult to aim and time properly. I was getting scared about being caught by the boss but then she walked by me while I was running around and I noticed she didn't try to attack me so I felt safer. She was only a normal human after all. I think in the end I gave up and she didn't care that I had tried to defeat her.

In the second part I was in my oma's house and Ridley from the Metroid games was flying outside the windows. Ridley is a giant dragon type monster thing. Me and a group of people all had to run up and down the stairs to hide. The way it worked was that if Ridley saw us for longer than a few seconds he would attack us. We didn't really have any way to attack back so we would run upstairs until we saw his eye out at the window and then we would run back downstairs until we saw his eye down there and we'd have to run back up again. At some point I stopped worrying about Ridley and noticed a guy outside the front door. I was pretty sure that he was working for Ridley somehow, and I was also pretty sure that he was french. In my best french accent I told him to get lost and that nobody wanted him around. I was with a bunch of friends and they thought my accented verbal assault was awesome. Another friend got really into the attack and said the guy's clothes were really bad or something. The guy was clearly offended by this and started walking back to us to explain to my friend who had made the comment that my friend's clothes were actually much worse. He also explained that women were attracted to his clothes which he demonstrated by getting his female friend who was suddenly there to nod in approval. That's all I remember.