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Note: I get email. I've been asked over ten times now what the favicon is for this site. Merry Christmas. It's this shrunken down.

I'm going to start posting a series of stories I'm rescuing from Reddit. I had enjoyed a brief time writing very short scifi stories for Reddit, but then it got very political. Fake downvoting happened that I could prove. I left. Why stay in a shithole?

I'm going to post those stories here. It will be very easy. I'll shotgun a bunch of them today.

Merry Christmas!!

Love you folks.

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The dick had been calling for hours. Jane was going to lose her mind. She really hated this job at times. If it wasn't the crazies on the phone she was supposed to keep away from David, it was the lonely dorks that worked there slowly each taking a turn trying to chat her up. But that was just life at The Search. God what a stupid name. David had been pacing in his office. He was on edge. He did not know why. He went to the liquor cabinet and poured a neat scotch. His desk com lit up so he wandered back. "Yes Jane?" "Ok, you have to talk to this guy right now. He's freaking me out. I can't handle this." she said quite forcefully. "That's fine, just patch him through." Jane felt every nerve stand on end when the nut on the phone said it. "Young lady, I have sat here and watched you outright lie to me for five minutes. You did NOT check to see if he was available. You sat there and played with your c

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Frank ( ℍ𝕀! ) <-clicky had stolen literally thousands of spacecraft. He didn't keep them all. Hell, he didn't keep most of them. He had about 50 that are personal that he never gave up. Most of the time stealing a ship is work. It's lots of time and planning. But sometimes it's wonderful. Frank's favorite easy one was so easy he's not even sure if you can call it a theft. In fact they were just like "here, take it". He probably shouldn't count it. He had flown a big cargo ship stolen from hundreds of light years away with the intent to fill it up with Zeta Reticuli saucers on Z4. He knew they had no security to speak of, and no alarms. "It's amazing man. They just offer the things. They are everywhere. You trip over them. There is literally a public machine where you push a button and it makes them for free." He didn't want one of the pieces of shit. He ju

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4 "Time to get the plug. We should get the plug." Said Boaz after finishing his treatise on his beloved sister. Boaz would have just done it and said nothing but Frank asked a question. Frank just fucking LOVED asking the kinds of questions of temporal beings that create spendy time buffers. It was like his gift. Getting directly to the core of things efficiently was prerequisite for a temporal being like Boaz or Jasher or Kay or even Stephy now that she had the hang of it. A non-temporal standard projection being that kept doing it artfully with thought was draining. What should have been the smoothest interaction possible became bogged down by automated probability alarms. Thousands of them. Frank was unknowingly choosing perfect outcomes and the system had no idea how to interpret it, so it over-reported. Not that Frank would or could ever know how irritating he was to the infinite. He'd never understand why. Frank wasn't temporal. He was just inconveniently the

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