I'm Going To Get Him Back SOOO HARD.

Nobody understands omniscience. Everyone thinks that because I know everything, I know everything. That's not entirely true.

Technically, everything that has, will, or would have ever happened is filed away somewhere in my mind. But, much like you guys, I don't keep everything I know on instant-recall.

It's like if someone asked you to give the dates of specific events in the French Revolution, or to name all the US states in alphabetical order, or to recite the first 10 digits of pi. Provided you didn't blow off school to go eat pizza bagels at your friend Beauford's house on the days your teachers went over those tidbits, you know them all. They're somewhere in your brain.

It's the same with everything you've ever learned - every conversation you've ever heard, every street sign you've ever read, every burrito you've ever tasted. But there's simply not enough space in your instant-recall folder to keep all of this information. And, depending on how organized you keep your mental file cabinets, it could take a lot of time and effort to pull it out. In some cases the information might be buried so deeply that it's nearly impossible to get to it at all.

My mind works the same way as yours, just on a much larger scale. My instant-recall folder is about 16.7 uberjillion times bigger than yours, but it's still much too small to hold on to EVERYTHING I know. This is what makes it possible for me to temporarily forget things, even though deep down I still know them.

People that know me well, that spend a lot of time with me, know the kind of information that gets placed in the instant-recall folder and what kind gets buried somewhere way in the back of my mind in the dark corner next to the broken coffee machine. And, unfortunately, Moses is one of those people who knows me well.

He got tired of all the pranks Pete and I play on him, so he decided to play one on me. A big one. Because he knows that I'm not the most technologically savvy (meaning, I'm not a nerd like him), Moses decided to exact his revenge by sabotaging my blog.

How.

Dare.

He.

!!!

He somehow hacked into my web host and messed around with my settings so I can't update my new website, www.godhasablog.com. And because all the technical knowledge is buried in the back of my mind, I haven't been able to fix it yet. But now I finally figured out how to get back onto this blog, so I guess I'll update here for a while until I find the other knowledge.

I have to admit, though, I haven't been looking too hard for it. Instead, I've been investing the majority of my time searching for the most absolutely perfect way I can get back at Moses.