Eight Hundred And Ninety Six

We're counting down to the nine hundredth post, which may not quite make it on time. On the other hand, it may still happen. There are always ways! That's definitely something to keep in mind generally: 'There are always ways.' Sometimes we forget that, being locked up in the inflexible rules and regulations of whatever organisation we happen to inhabit as workers. It's rather strange to think that was how my work was once. It's much nicer to break away, and do things in your own perceived 'right' way instead of by some book handed down from above. Often times, that book may well be correct but it will also commonly be wrong. Context is important. This is an old argument. Please replace it with strawberries or a long diatribe on the perils of not making students read 'The Speckled Band'.

In a related item, the pilot film for 'Baa Baa Black Sheep' is awesome. Why is it related? It is a show about flying misfits led by a man completely disrespectful of the rules, set during World War Two. It's also a cast iron example of people going too far and throwing away every rule in the book, but that was how the history really worked out. Major Greg Boyington led one of the most successful fighter squadrons in the war, and it was filled entirely with 'Black Sheep' pilots. How have I never heard about this show? I only managed to discover it by following the Donald P Bellisario trail, and noticing that it overlapped with the John Larroquette trajectory. Hopefully, it will be excellent.

Eight hundred and ninety six posts seems like a lot. It actually is a lot, isn't it? The index or 'chatter' pages are beginning to bulk out remarkably, and the only thing that is really annoying the writer of all this fine nonsense is the lack of momentum in writing the stories. The stories seem like the things that might be remembered most fondly when this all grinds to its inevitable halt in the far future. Yes, the end of the Quirky Muffin, a symptom of a future dystopia. This blog will end up buried underneath a massive pile of draconian Internet regulations and interventions, and be lost forever. Eventually, it will form the basis for a particularly unhinged artificial intelligence called Larry.

In four posts time, we will hit nine hundred. That means there are eight days to finish editing and rewriting whatever the landmark post will be. We can only hope it ends up coherent and not written in Swahili.

O.