the.winds.of.2025
January 19, 2025
A New Year is upon and we all know what that means, no more bad habits till at least
- Start reading more
- Learn the Keytar
- Pick my nose less
- Stop procrastinating
I’d finish but I’ve recently been reading
we.are.all.going.to.die!
… Someday. Even the semi-eternal writing machine that is George R.R. Martin. I say it’s time to pass
Why me you might ask? I have years of experience, being a the prime age of 36 I have 36 years of experience not finishing the book The Winds of Winter. And at this rate I could easily continue not finishing The Winds of Winter for at least 40 years. More generally, I am an expert procrastinator, I almost never finish anything. I certainly
On top of my ability not to finish things, I am also experienced in
spare.the.chapter.spoil.the.book
Here is a taste of a teaser I would write, but before that for those of you who haven’t read the books yet here is a quick recap.
Brandon Stark, known as Bran, is a weird three eyed freak who can’t walk and sees the past by talking to birds. Additionally he also has dark hair and that is why he is known as the Three Eyed Raven. He lives in a cave in the frozen tundra with a giant simpleton named Hodor who carries Bran around and might chew and regurgitate food into Bran’s mouth like a mother bird. Hodor also does DJ sets in his spare time under the name DJ Hodor. Bran also lives with a swamp girl who I forget
Chapter
Bran awoke to the sound of his helpful giant Hodor smashing the ground with his great fists in search of worms to eat for breakfast. The cave light was dim and Bran could not say what time of day it was, he could also not say how long he had lived in the cave. Bran broke his fast on regurgitated worms Hodor spat into his mouth. The swamp girl abstained from eating worms, but after a few more days she would surely change her mind.
Just then the old man, who also
can't walk and also is stuck in atree , yelled “I’ve defacated myself, Worm Muncher come clean me up!“
that’s.all.folks
That’s all you get… for now! But more will come as soon as my demands are met. Here is my list of top ten demands:
- Full creative control over the Game Of Thrones universe
- Two Billion dollars in Monopoly money
- A pool full of nice sharks that have signed legal documents not to eat me
- Constipation medicine
- An assistant to finish the rest of this list…
All I need now is get this to the attention of George R.R. Martin. I know he lives somewhere in Nevada, or was it New Mexico… Ehhh, I’ll look it up later. I’m sure the assistant will come soon, they’ll be right on it.