I love when Google changes its logo for holidays.
Like this from Father’s Day:
Pretty unreadable, but it’s Google! You know how they do! And people always give ties for Father’s Day! Get it?
I really hope Google doesn’t do socks next year. Tighty whities, though, I’m looking forward to.
But Google is not infallible. Exhibit A:
I think the first thing to remember when trying to sell a virtual world to a dweeby, bepimpled person is: Do not even mention bullies.
It’s like saying, “Finally, a 1D girl will talk to you!” Or “Something to do the rest of your high school career, especially on weekends!”
Don’t even mention bullies not existing. (Plus, you know they still do. Even in the Kingdom of Dweeb).
It is, however, totally cool to poke fun at Farmville. ‘Cause that’s for real losers.
Dear God. When I learned you didn’t get the IAAS blog, I nearly threw a fit. My wife of one-plus years said, ‘She’ll be fine. Don’t worry.’ I said, ‘I hope.’
You were worthy, my dear. Certainly worthy. Your entries were introspective, thoughtful, even darling. Your potential was met, surpassed, laughed at. I just ended a sentence with a preposition.
Know this: big things are coming. I am waiting. The world is too, even if they don’t know it. I am your harshest critic (outside of The Noisiest Passenger) and would tell you straight. Lord know I have.
Keep writing. If it is possible, go deeper, wrench out of your soul what doesn’t want to come out, what is begging to stay in, what would rather die than be seen. Only then will they know.
Great work. I hope to, one day, be where you are.
Dr. Kimball, it’s nice to hear from you. I intend to write about the IAAS competition very soon - maybe next week. You are not the only one who was disappointed, which you know.
I’ve worked to make sure I don’t get jaded from the experience. It’s very easy for runners-up to want to just run away. But yes, it sucks. I am a much better writer than the person who won, and I worked really hard and didn’t end up with the prize.
Still writing… Moving on… To be continued…