Egret stared into the distance of the marsh. And stared. And stared. For a thousand yards he stared; blood dripped from the tip of his beak.
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You've heard of the Old Man and the Sea? Or maybe the Chicken of the Sea? The Old Chicken? Forget that, I'm the other Old Man, the Old Man of the Tech. A Technology Fabulist, a known teller of tales, the Homer of the Post Atomic Age; that would be the Information Age. Is anyone keeping up with this? View all posts by Uncle Artie