Oct 05, 2005 15:07
On the radio news today, I heard a report about the decline of songbirds and scientists' idea to fit certain songbirds with cell phone-type transmitters for tracking purposes. The reporter, however, literally said that scientists planned to fit the songbirds with cell phones. My brain immediately provided the following conversation:
BIRD (over cell phone): Chirp! Cheep cheep chirp.
SERIOUS-LOOKING RESEARCHER: (to other researcher) He says that he's in Egypt!
BIRD: Cheep chirp cheep.
SERIOUS-LOOKING RESEARCHER: He says that it's very warm!
BIRD: Chirp cheep cheep!
SERIOUS-LOOKING RESEARCHER: He says that the butterflies are delicious there.
OTHER RESEARCHER: Okay, so are we getting any useful information?
Okay, so it's not as funny in type as it was in my brain. Oh, well.
In other news, Swashbuckler Files is getting off to a better-organized, the-better-to-trick-you-dear-reader start, thanks to discussions with Alex. He is absolutely excellent at helping me solidify my ideas. There's been a fundamental change, but it will definitely turn this into a better story. Romance! Danger! Mystery! Swordfighting! Aliens! BOOYAH!
I'm off to get these ideas down before they fly away.
booyah,
writing