busybee Writing

“Ah, yes, the universal translator seems to now be attuned to both of our languages. Now we may begin our cultural exchange.”

“Absolutely! So, let’s start with the basics. How do you represent numbers?”

“Most cultures on our planet use a system where we write our numbers out in a string of digits, where the most-significant digit comes first, and the number itself is the sum of each digit multiplied by the base to the power of its position from the right.”

“Ah, interesting. Our common notation is quite similar. And how many digits do you have in your number system?”

“10.”

“Oh, what a coincidence! We use a 10-digit system as well.”

“Curious. How did you arrive at that number of digits?”

“Well, we each have 10 phalanges on our distal manipulators, so it was a fairly convenient means for our number system to develop.”

“Ah, the same for us. … Except, ah, you only seem to have 8 phalanges.”

“What’s 8?”

“The number after 7?”

“Oh, strange. You see, we call that number ‘10.’”

Mass noun, referring to a multitude of keyboards (cf “herd of cattle,” “murder of crows,” “convention of furries,” etc.)

Someone who attempts to help or save someone else without regard to whether they need saving or if they even know how to do it. The end result is invariably making things worse.

“I was only trying to help,” said the botchknight.

“YOU BURNED MY HOUSE DOWN. Do I even know you?!”

A pile of affectionate cats.

I’d like to get up, but I’m covered in a caterpile. Send help!

A ranty ramble. Not to be confused with a randle.

A random ramble, possibly one which refuses to stay on-point.

What you get when you forget a jug of milk in a closet.

The two genders are:
cuties, gentlebeauties, and
off-by-one errors