(06-08-2026, 07:59 PM)classicdrogn Wrote: Oh my fucking god.
What is it?
Stephen King's The Langoliers. The entire premise is one big map joke.
Uh-huh.
Flying across the International Date Line and landing in "yesterday" or "tomorrow." That giant fucking nerd.
And it took you, what, thirty years to notice.
It's a fucking MAP JOKE!
Since you liked this long-form joke, may I recommend The Island of the Day Before by Umberto Eco? Even longer, and much more detail on the metaphysics of the Date Line. If it ain't Baroque, fix it.
Meanwhile my last dream had Osaka remind me that I need to check the mailbox, maybe a friend has been trying to contact me. Which is just ridiculous, I don't have any friends.
"Kitto daijoubu da yo." - Sakura Kinomoto