Digital Scribes

If I don't grab your interest in the next three seconds, you'll stop reading this. Which is good, because if I can't grab my own interest in the next sentence, I'll probably stop writing this, so we'll all be saved quite a lot of grief.

Where do stories begin? Oral tradition, passed from one mouth to another mouth, both mouths smelling strongly of whatever root manna it is that feeds this tribe of brave storytelling/root-eating aborigines? Do tales spring from the coats of professors like Goodwill mothballs?

The first man that told a story was summarily kneed in the testicles. They tried to do the same to the first woman, but failed, somewhat prophetically forecasting the rise of the female literati. People that tell a bad story are just annoying, so storytellers must be geniuses (or eunuchs). It's either swim or swift kick to the nards in the brave world of fiction.

That's why writing here, on the most ephemeral medium known to man, is better than the most padded of athletic cups. You can bitch about your boss, talk dirt about your enemies, and bring curses down upon your best of friends and worst of enemies, all of who may or may not exist in reality.

I wonder if anyone talks this much about their notebooks or typewriters (the answer is yes; old dead people do/did).