I dreamed tonight that I was surfing reddit, and suddenly saw a familiar username among the redditors. JiggaJonson was commenting on reddit, with his usual frisky green color, even. (In my dreams it's possible to go charter on reddit too, apparently.)

Is this a bad sign?

Here's a fun little game I found on facebook. The rules are as follows:

Using only song names from ONE ARTIST, cleverly answer these questions.

Pass it on to 15 people you like, include me. (Or don't, I'm not much of a rule follower myself.)

You can't use the band/artist I used.

Don't repeat a song title.

Repost as "my life according to (artist/band name)"

My submission:

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As an aperitif before the London SiftUp, here is a recount of the trip Almanildo, Haldaug and I took this summer.  

Right after I received my old-school VideoSift T-shirt, the three of us went camping across the deep woods  north of Oslo called Nordmarka, which translates to "The Northern Wilderness". (Yes, there is also a western wilderness, an eastern wilderness, and a southern wilderness. Oslo is cool like that.) During the two-day trip, we passed the highest point in these woods, called Kikut. What better place to inaugurate this long-awaited fashion statement? Here it is adorning yours truly for the very first time: 

Oslo city is hidden behind the hills in the background.

Here are the three of us quite exhausted from climbing the steep hill up to Kikut: ... more inside ...

From http://www.wizards.com/magic/playmagic/whatcolorareyou.asp :

Take the Magic: The Gathering 'What Color Are You?' Quiz.

I must have known from a young age, for the first Magic deck I ever built was blue. Thankfully I no longer spend money on that Ponzi scheme of a game.

The dust settles, and the sifters peek out from their bomb shelters. First one by one, then a family or two, and finally everyone, until all the residents of siftopia are gathered in the town square surveying the destruction. There is much bewilderment as the sifters try first to overcome their mysterious amnesia, and then as they look around for friends seemingly disappeared in the chaos. When the crowd finally reaches a semblance of decorum, the town elders gather to discuss how best to rebuild our society. There is much clamoring from the crowd trying to get their opinion and ideas heard.

One of the suggestions taunt my ears, and I leave the square thinking to get started doing my part in the arduous task set before us. As I look through the rubble, I am surprised to see a lot of videos I had completely forgotten, even though they are at most 4 months old, and even though I remember appreciating them greatly at the time. I gather them up into a playlist so that I can enjoy them at a later time. I also throw in one or two that I hadn't forgotten, but that I feel especially good about and want to share with the other sifters when I get back.

I finally return to the square, and find that a much better solution to our troubles have been found than manually trudging through the debris as I have done. Some laugh at me for wasting my time doing work that would have been done anyway by the miracle cure. But I just smile to myself, for I know my work has not been in vain.

http://www.videosift.com/playlists/Ornthoron/Rising-from-the-ashes 

It appears we have been guilty of copyright infringement all these years...

So I finally got enough kicks in the ass to sign up for charter. I am currently gloating over my bulging queue size, and admiring my fresh new color. Do you like it?

What next? Will the handsome protagonist escape the clutches of the evil Procrastinatox? Will the semi-imaginative blog title come back to haunt him? Will he succumb to the hordes of trolls and flamers? And what is the mystery behind his weird and unpronouncable screen name? Stay tuned for the next installment of...

The Eagle Has Landed!