well, there's treatments for these things now.

mmm. what shall we have, what shall we have . . . ooh, let's see. you don't know elvis? the king? we've got a few . . . *tunes*, as áine would say. and *maybe*, if you're *extra* nice, i'll show you my king impression!

oh, really? how do you move beyond hands then, eh?

shhhh, shhh. not so loud, else everyone shall want it!

@warriorblood.bsky.social kimmie, i think this achievement warrants a special treat. bring the jailbroken eye pod. we'll have . . . ooh, half an hour, i should think.

Maybe if we say it out loud it'll appear. Google. Google full stop com. Google. Google, Please. Cat videos. Audio of cat videos. Meow. Meow. Daisy, meow with me?

Instnant Grandma

Daisy love, I'm blind, not deaf. What's the search bar?

HOW DO YOU FIND OTHER SITES?

@agentdaisy.bsky.social How do I do the Face Book? My Eye Pod is making noises at me.

I shouldn't worry, Joel. If he's white all you have to do is distract him with cheese talk.

@agentjoel.bsky.social You can't go and fetch the ginger beer?

I can't find the ginger beer!

Well, I can't describe what it looks like but it feels like a picnic blanket.

Well that's grand to hear! You never know when they could come in useful. You couldn't go fetch our picnic blanket?

how are your hands? @warriorblood.bsky.social

Oh, not our cheese! It'll ruin the picnic blanket!

What's what?

You don't mean the lovely crooning gentleman singing with the brass band?

My jam sandwich?

Mmmmmmmm, sandwiches.

Sir Dr. Mann, there is absolutely nothing I would love more right now. Do you have any more of those sandwiches we packed?

I don't know what it is you're trying to show me, but I'm sure it's grand, Guy!

al terigo?

what's bubble tea? i only drink it from the mug - yim yum!

youtu.be/A81IwlDeV6c?... taking notes . . .

You don't see Telefax machines anymore. It's a grand shame.

let's go and see what's happening outside.

( he shakes his head. ) in *traditional* zen buddhism, you're supposed to think about this for a long time. for as long as it takes. the goal here is to think *outside* the box of your mind. these can take *years* of practice. that's why they're saved for monks.

( then she is finally learning. ) alright. here's the most famous one. you know the sound of two hands clapping; what's the sound of one hand clapping?

it's called a koan. they're riddles, if you like. zen teachers use them to draw their students away from thoughts. you don't understand a koan. they aren't logical. you use it as a-- a *stallion* to the answers *within* you.

ah, a spinning leaf? it is autumn and a young monk asks zen master ummon, 'what about the withered tree in the garden with all the leaves falling from it?' ummon responds, 'a body that is exposed to the Golden Wind.' maybe that's your story.

( he's proud of her. maybe she feels it. ) tell me about it.

the deepmind? that's what you call it in the lands between?

ah, thanks a bunch, kim. you're getting the hang of it!

orson is meditating.

and a one, and a two, and a one, two, three . . . there goes kimmie's radio boys, ring, a-ding-ding! they don't pay for soda pops, 'cos they are the kiiii-ng-s! ooh-wee-ooh! (yeah!) ooh-wee-ooh! a-doo-wop!

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does it now?

er. well, sure look, it's only a party trick.

oh, don't worry. i can conjure a great deal of things, me. my old job involved a lot of magic tricks.

( he somehow seems to know where her ear is, and puts his hand behind it, tucking a loose strand back. there's the sound of what might be a sword unsheathing, yes, the clang of metal, but orson pulls his hand back holding a sunset sarsaparilla cap, grinning. ) now how did that get there?

hang on a mo, i think you have something in your ear there. come closer.

@warriorblood.bsky.social would you like to see a magic trick, pet?

it's all creams and getting a good night's sleep.

sit with me. you can have the other half of this twix i'm about to open. ( rustling his chocolate bar, a shiny golden foil with two sticks of chocolate in. ) ah. it's the things like twixes that you miss abroad. i've met plenty of grand people in america, but our chocolate's better at home! --

then we'd all be in a whole lot of troubles. suppose we ought to give them just a wee bit of leeway, you don't think?

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