On Tuesday, September 23, 2008 I posted the following:
I make cookies. They’re scary good, but I don’t eat them, I only give them away. That’s got to be a metaphor, but for what?
Robert says that a blog has to be about something. Considering how many he reads, I don’t know where he got that idea. If a tree falls in space, and Superman isn’t around to save it, do generations of rationalists spin in their graves?
It’s all about metaphors. When we’re trying to explain a thought, we don’t exercise our vocabulary to give a specific definition. Instead, we come up with an example. “Okay, imagine a couch made out of a single giant marshmallow. No, wait. Not one big marshmallow. Lots of those little ones. Now, imagine that you’ve poured hot chocolate all over it and they’ve gotten all gooshy. That’s why hydrogen cars are better than electric.” Metaphors aren’t always a good thing. But they’re here to stay. And that’s why “scary cookies”.
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That’s the first post, unedited and in its entirety. I’ve posted more than 189 times since then.
For those of you who have asked “Why Scarycookies?” this is the best answer I can give. In other words, I don’t know. Why not?
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