Wednesday, October 29, 2014
Losing Bits
Knowing Our Time
“Are you sure you want Glomohs and not Wixters?”
“Yeah, what the fuck!” So Rip had ticked Glomohs.
Everybody went nuts on his Board after!
“We can’t get on! It’s jump though hoop after hoop! Did you change anything?”
“No.”
“Come on! You bastard!”
So he confessed, and had to change it back, not ever knowing what the terms meant.
In a year, he knew what nothing meant.
“I been trained,” he joked.
Labels: computer, computer games, confusion, Discussion Board, losing memory, lost definition, mixed-up time
