{"id":676,"date":"2011-10-24T03:12:15","date_gmt":"2011-10-24T08:12:15","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.mccambridge.org\/blog\/?p=676"},"modified":"2022-09-11T00:40:35","modified_gmt":"2022-09-11T00:40:35","slug":"are-you-pondering-what-im-pondering","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.mccambridge.org\/blog\/2011\/10\/are-you-pondering-what-im-pondering\/","title":{"rendered":"Are you pondering what I'm pondering?"},"content":{"rendered":"
A Facebook Friend \u2014\u00a0I think that’s the modern term for an old acquaintance half-forgotten whom one randomly To prove their mousy worth, Narf!<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" It never ceases to amaze me what wonders are hidden out in remote corners of the internet. \u00a0Or perhaps less remote, and merely unknown to me. \ud83d\ude42 A Facebook Friend \u2014\u00a0I think that’s the modern term for an old acquaintance half-forgotten whom one randomly stalks stumbles across in the wee hours of the morning, yes? […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[1],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.mccambridge.org\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/676"}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.mccambridge.org\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.mccambridge.org\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.mccambridge.org\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.mccambridge.org\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=676"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"http:\/\/www.mccambridge.org\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/676\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1468,"href":"http:\/\/www.mccambridge.org\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/676\/revisions\/1468"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.mccambridge.org\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=676"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.mccambridge.org\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=676"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.mccambridge.org\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=676"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}stalks<\/del> stumbles across in the wee hours of the morning, yes? Anyway, let us say a Facebook Friend<\/em>\u00a0\u2014 has a very old profile photo of a Cubee dressed up as himself. \u00a0This led me to wonder, what on Earth is a Cubee<\/a>? Ten minutes of browsing later, my night was committed. \u00a0Committed to a tiny mouse and his grand ambitions…<\/p>\n
\nthey’ll overthrow the earth,
\nThey’re dinky,
\nthey’re Pinky and the Brain, Brain, Brain, Brain,
\nBrain, Brain, Brain, Brain,
\nBRAIN!<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<\/div>\n