gurf.com - humor - Deadline

     Julia called, “Hi Genius.”
    “How are you, Wiccawitch?”
    “Just wondering how your patio’s coming.”
    “Gotta start a new foundation first. And roof. How’s life treating you?”
    “Fine. I was curious about your site. It’s called gurf.com, and now it runs on com, but for a while it ran at gurf.net. How come?”
    “I’d like to say it was deliberate craziness, but the real reason was lack of clear thinking. On that particular server you had to type www before the name, and lots of people didn’t always do that. By running it on net, I could redirect either way from the com.”
    “I get it. Visitors arrive safely from either gurf.com or www.gurf.com. Sounds good to me. Why the change then?”
    “It turns out I didn’t have to do that. I didn’t realize you can redirect within a domain. All I had to do was point gurf.com to www.gurf.com. People must think I’m an idiot.”
    “No they don’t. They know you don’t always think clearly.”
    “Why’s it called ‘clearly’, anyway? You never say ‘think foggily’. If it’s a foggy day, you know it’s foggy by just looking. But when you’re not thinking clearly you usually think you are.”
    “I don’t know. I didn’t invent the language. Well at least you’ve fixed the problem.”
    “Was a sweat though. Thought I’d missed a deadline for activating the service.”
    “What’s that?”
    “A time that something must be done by. Why it’s called that I do not know. If it poses an obstacle, there’s nothing dead about it. It’s very much alive, and out to get you.”
    “I didn’t invent—”
    “The language.”
    “No deadline?”
    “Not on that.”

~ Gurf