computers are to plurk.

skis are to a snowfield.

irony is to God

happiness. Plurk can be a treasurebox sometimes.

really awful at these things and is glad that others are able to fill in the blanks. Blank spaces mess with my head.

both those notions.

this is true. It's funny to see me trying to 'hop' in puddles of late though. (gumboot on one foot, moonboot on broken foot)

a walking stick for just that issue.

there are no puddles on the moon.

but think of the somersaults you could do!