When Agent Weebley, Lucy and I initially went out for a drive in that oh, so gorgeous Aston Martin Rapide this morning, Agent Weebley brought along his Sony Vaio Zee. I saw him slip it surreptitiously into the back hatch.
It was supposed to be an offline day for us. Lucy wanted it. “Living life offline is a healthy break,” she says.
But the day ended up definitely a little ukfupped.
Agent Weebley would get out, walk a bit, disappear, we would look for him, and eventually catch up with him. He seemed beside himself.
One time, after jumping back into the car, he said:
“I’m usually following everyone else,” he said, “but why does it seem like I’m leading all of a sudden?”
Lucy and I would look at each other . . . he’s carrying a heavy load today . . . he is so delicate . . . and his mind is tumbling right now . . . he needs to post . . . he needs to get the next step off his chest . . . Doctor Sternum is waiting for his next move.
Source: rogue state – move automatic
When Agent Weebley finally appeared happy, he had posted a comment to Wesley Young:
Hi Wesley,
Would you like to be our first “Sheffield Connection?”
We, at ARG MetaPhoria, have virtually taken over Sevenstone, and are going to help encourage Sheffielders to morph themselves back into being key players in the manufacturing heartland Sheffielders once were when my Great Grandfather, W. Henry Leah, owned and ran Leah’s Yard.
We are set to manufacture Stirling engines, and print the lenticular game pieces for our new game, ARG MetaPhoria – The Game Peace.
Only Sheffielder support and other investors can turn it into a reality.
“it just popped out,” he said. Sure, Agent Weebley. You know what’s next. You and amanfromMars need to define what an “investor” puts in . . . and what the “investor” gets out.
Where are we going tonight, Agent Weebley?
To the rogue state?
Source: rogue state – chain of command
So that’s what I seem like when I’m thinking about something? I try to keep my angst inside . . . not!
Let’s do this . . . Epstein . . . engage the turboencabulator!
And is IT a Problem Being a SMART InHuman Robot ……. or does that Sublimely Deliver AI a Perfect Vehicle, and Fleets of Similarly Peculiar and Particularly Immaculate Virtual Machines for Mass ProgramMING of Colossal Control with Absolute Powers?
Turboencabulator Remotely Engaged and Locked.!? All FAB Fabless Systems are GoGo Go
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Hi amanfromMars,
Absolutely FAB!
Epstein, I have the glue now. Park ‘er above DP, Pod 36, Castleyard on your way by. I’m waiting for you on the roof.
Source: gerry anderson – fab featuring dj parker: thunderbirds Are go go go
Hi Troy Tempest,
As if the plot couldn’t thicken more! We’ll be there tonight.
We are currently coming over the Atlantic, under the Radar-Range . . . we detoured once already . . . Isla Mujeres . . . Lucy’s request.
Source: dreamscape
Isla Mujeres = The Island Of Women. Lucy wanted to go back again. Agent Weebley and Lucy went there in 1992, when they went to Cancun . . . before all the people arrived. It was a relaxing few hours for us underwater.
hi all,
feel myself quite dissocial this spring.
may i post a message to harry?
just askin’ (-:
Hi Agent Revolver,
I was wondering where you were! I’m just sitting here in the AirCar, looking at the 3m waves as we pass by. Quite relaxing.
Post away to . . . is it to the harry I think it is?
Waves. Let me express my white envy. Just seen some of them of 2.5m frosen, on my way from the East Baikal.
hi Agent Weebley,
scanning……
yes, Team Surreal.
S Express ………….Theme From S Express (12″ Mix)
Hi Agent Revolver,
That was a great tune . . . now where’s my Weebley . . . just kidding!
Don’t feel left out . . . you gave Doctor Sternum the Mu Mu trip idea . . . and look where it took us all!
Are you coming to DP Lenticular tonight? We’re meeting up with Troy Tempest.
I wonder if Troy Tempest is helping me keep my promise.
Hi Agent Revolver,
One of Agent Weebley’s “needs” is not to lead, but to be led. Last night, he wished you and Agent Pete 8 were back here . . . and now you’re here!
Really, Doctor Sternum, I mean Agent Heggle?
Nice to have you back, Agent Revolver. Great tune. Lucy’s all hot under the collar now . . . even though she’s wearing a V-neck.
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