Surfing for no good reason other to procrastinate. after reading 5 random journals in a row, I shake my head, and crack open the message sealed in a light ceramic coating that has ejected from the spy slot of my machine.

l uhdoob hqmrb fubswrjudskb… hyhq wkh vlpsoh vwxii!

I gaze at it for a moment, and nod my head in agreement.

The decoder ring was right… I only have one choice. The laptop case folds open and the hairs on my arm stand on end as the pulse laser starts to prime. There’s a blinding flash of light, a sharp crack of rended air… and the mean folks, their journals, and a good chunk of the posts they make are reduced to the faint smell of ozone and a few swirling wisps of smoke. Gone are the trolls, the ignorant posters, and those that write things to deliberately hurt or insult others, sent to a better place, left to (in the vernacular of Mr. T) jibba jabba amongst themselves, and allow me to read something I’d enjoy reading instead.

Or at least that’s what would happen if the world were the way it should be.

Agent Scottobear, Out. I will return in the morning. Don’t make me have to call in an airstrike.

Thank you, my friends for being of entertaining, informative, and kind demeanor. So many rare jewels out there… I appreciate you all the more when I trip over journals about being racist, terribly cruel, or just plain dumb.

*big hugs to you folks*

Rule of thumb. Forget the random feature, and browse the friend’s lists of your friends. Odds are better that you’ll find something to your liking. Even better than interests lists, I think.