Pardon me while I ponder.

I received some spam today (surprise, surprise … or not really … 86 pieces of spam in my folder … grumble). Some spam includes bizarre random lines. Some are from books (I sometimes google them—or goggle, as I typed first—and find out what book is being quoted). And today there was this line:

Apparently musical ability and matter of the alien artifact with a great deal of interest.

So you’ll have to excuse me for a while. I’m certain this means something. Something important. Something that will change my life completely. And cause me to be the Perfect Reedmaker.

Really.

Or not.
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