Earlier this month Max and I found this angry little bird waiting for us in the driveway when we came back home from school. It didn’t seem to be injured, just juvenile and not really able to fly very well. It was a really hot day, so we put him in the shade of the porch and very carefully gave him a bowl of water (his beak looked very sharp and he was pecking at everything). I kept a lookout for his mum out toward the pond in front of our house, but she never appeared.
I went inside to work on the computer, and when I checked on the bird a couple hours later, he was gone.
Max drew this in just over a minute. The cow’s face reminds me of something, but I don’t know what.
Damn you, ice cream, you’ve betrayed me for the last time!
Q: What can you tell me about the Sacred Society of Osakan Webmasters?
A: It’s a secretive and prestigious society that’s very difficult to join.
Q: Can I join?
A: If you are a current or former resident of Osaka and a webmaster, and you can afford the membership fees, yes.
Q: What are the benefits of being a SSOW member?
A: You won’t know all the little joys of being a member until you join, but among other things, you can list it on your resume and website.
Q: Is it true that osakan.com has had the same front page up for nearly a decade?
A: Yes, plans for the site were dreamed up during a legendary tequila session. In fact, the domain was registered via I-mode on an ancient DoCoMo clamshell that very night. The drinking establishment in question is no more, but the dream lives on..
The Stainless Steel Rat series is one of my all-time favorites. Also, he inspired me to learn a bit of Esperanto when I was quite young. I did a mail-in course I found advertised at the Huntington Beach public library, and ended up wondering why English supplanted French as the international language, instead of Esperanto. Then again, if shit like this was decided by common sense, we might have been playing on 100 meter football fields for the past 50 years.