Last night, after working for almost 8 hours without a break, I stumbled out of my desk to go home. Simultaneously, [[Steven Garrity]] galloped downstairs from [[silverorange]]. In my foggy PHP-induced delirium, I heard Steven’s gallop, and thought it was me coming down the stairs. Which was very confusing.
This morning, I was reading through comments about my Flickr images, I read this (highlighted text is mine):
I thought this text was actually somebody’s comment. I took great offense.
We’re off to record an episode of Live from the Formosa Tea House now; if I sounded like a jet-lagged bumbler, you’ll know why.
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There, fixed. Faved Oliver.
There, fixed. Faved Oliver. Now, he happy, you happy? Good.
I call that “robot talk” or
I call that “robot talk” or “robot-speak”. You see it sometimes when “robots” make grammatical errors like “View all 1 results”.
Stupid robots.
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