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An Unreliable Method For Augury
Apr. 23rd, 2025 11:31 amDreamed I was giving a master class in an exxciting new augury method I had invented!
My method: Look at the results of the 10 most popular Google searches for any single day, and you'll be able to figure out what happens tomorrow!
This is because the collective unconcious is quite good at prognostication, but being an unconscious, can't synthesize its prophecies into linear terms.
But if you can tap into the source of the Nile (so to speak), you can make those linear predictions.
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I was so intrigued by this dream that immediately upon awakening, I tracked down the 10 trending Google search terms worldwide for April 22, 2025:
1. suits la harvey specter
2. bbc
3. bgmi
4. google news
5. most runs in ipl
6. digvesh rathi
7. cuet pg answer key 2025
8. iftikhar ahmed
9. porel
10. abp news
Nope, nope, nope, nope.
None of the breadcrumbs to Tomorrowland lead through there.
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Meanwhile, I felt kinda physically out of it all day yesterday.
My hips ached, which I attributed to overdoing the weights on the hip adductor Nautilus machine and thereby straining either my adductor longus, adductor brevis, adductor magnus, gracilis, or all of the above.
But also, I felt really winded and barely lasted 30 minutes into my spinning routine.
I was coughing a lot & wheezing, so allergies? The pollen from those tree flowers is lethal.
Then Black Chicken baulked when I scooped her up to carry back into her coop, which I do every evening just before sunset since I am so anxious that some predator is gonna get her. Icky has not made good on his promise to acquire some companions for her—Icky not making good on a promise? What a surprise!—but she seems to have adapted to being an Only Chicken and hangs out under the back porch all day long.
Usually, I can lure her back to the coop by scattering tasty corn tortilla morsels in front of her. But yesterday, she wanted to stay out, so I picked her up—and got scratched up in the process.
Scratches aren't painful & I hydrogen-peroxided & bacitracin-ed the hell out of them.
Still. I had to eat an entire bag of Peppridge Farms Orange Chocolate Milano cookies for their medicinal properties.
###
Today, I feel much stronger.
It's a gorgeous day. I have a shitload of Remuneration to do, having shirked yesterday.
But in the late afternoon, I intend to get out.
My method: Look at the results of the 10 most popular Google searches for any single day, and you'll be able to figure out what happens tomorrow!
This is because the collective unconcious is quite good at prognostication, but being an unconscious, can't synthesize its prophecies into linear terms.
But if you can tap into the source of the Nile (so to speak), you can make those linear predictions.
###
I was so intrigued by this dream that immediately upon awakening, I tracked down the 10 trending Google search terms worldwide for April 22, 2025:
1. suits la harvey specter
2. bbc
3. bgmi
4. google news
5. most runs in ipl
6. digvesh rathi
7. cuet pg answer key 2025
8. iftikhar ahmed
9. porel
10. abp news
Nope, nope, nope, nope.
None of the breadcrumbs to Tomorrowland lead through there.
###
Meanwhile, I felt kinda physically out of it all day yesterday.
My hips ached, which I attributed to overdoing the weights on the hip adductor Nautilus machine and thereby straining either my adductor longus, adductor brevis, adductor magnus, gracilis, or all of the above.
But also, I felt really winded and barely lasted 30 minutes into my spinning routine.
I was coughing a lot & wheezing, so allergies? The pollen from those tree flowers is lethal.
Then Black Chicken baulked when I scooped her up to carry back into her coop, which I do every evening just before sunset since I am so anxious that some predator is gonna get her. Icky has not made good on his promise to acquire some companions for her—Icky not making good on a promise? What a surprise!—but she seems to have adapted to being an Only Chicken and hangs out under the back porch all day long.
Usually, I can lure her back to the coop by scattering tasty corn tortilla morsels in front of her. But yesterday, she wanted to stay out, so I picked her up—and got scratched up in the process.
Scratches aren't painful & I hydrogen-peroxided & bacitracin-ed the hell out of them.
Still. I had to eat an entire bag of Peppridge Farms Orange Chocolate Milano cookies for their medicinal properties.
###
Today, I feel much stronger.
It's a gorgeous day. I have a shitload of Remuneration to do, having shirked yesterday.
But in the late afternoon, I intend to get out.
