intheshax wrote:Greetings, OTT. I'm, going to nudge my post count closer to 5 so I can post an image by telling the story of how I experienced the the OTC and OTT, and how I shared them with my best lady.
On day one of the OTC, I checked in on xkcd around the middle of the day, as I do on MWF, and things were already afoot. It took a while to figure out what was going on. Explainxkcd was overwhelmed and not responding. Thank Randall I knew about the fora! How long has the link been gone now? How much crazier would the OTT have been if it were easier to find? Am I wrong or do you have to just know the fora are here because of the link that used to be there? Isn't this an inside group of something that's already an inside group? (Sorry if these questions have been asked and answered. Even though I was here all along, I was not able to keep up with the pace of the OTT. I tried not to skip whole pages, but often I could only scrape the skin off the top of the ketchup coz it had been out too long.)
Anyway, I can't remember how long it was, but once I knew something very special was happening, I shared what was going on with my best lady, the early speculations -- what would happen, what it meant, how long it would last -- and my wonder at what I perceived as a spellbinding answer to "What will he think of next?" after Click & Drag had happened.
Over time, as I watched the founding and fracturing of religions, the giving out of hats, the celebration of the first blitzer, for whom the quest is now named, the collection of the newpix, and the appearance of the viewing tools, I shared every milestone with her. The refrain I couldn't get away from was "HE KNEW!"
"HE KNEW!" I would exclaim, referring to the faith GLR had shown in his viewer base, in you all, from the very beginning. He knew someone would record and gather up the pix as they arrived and make them available for others to flip through. He had to have, for he supplied no way for us to go back in Time. Those of you who did that work, you are the manifestation of what GLR believed would happen, and you should be as chirping proud of yourselves as I am of you. And that's a seaish amount -- not just ourseaish, but otherseaish.
"HE KNEW!" I told my best lady when LaPetite showed up in the last frames of the Fading, when everything was so white that she was utterly indiscernible. He knew somewhere, people would be doing pixel-level analysis and frame-by-frame differentials, and they would find her. And to those of you who made that possible, I thank you. I thank you deeply for being the fulfillment of GLR's belief. Without you, I would not have been wondering and wondering what she was up to all the while that Cueball and Megan (sorry, I can't write or say either of the Benniferizations) were off adventuring. That was the seed you planted of the wowterful elation I was to feel when she reappeared so triumphantly on the sandcastle boat.
"HE KNEW!" I told her again when the Long Night came, and the stars were out (most of them), and the community was hard at work. He knew someone would check the constellations and the planets and the arcs and the axes. I don't know if he anticipated the OTT as it came to be -- how could anyone have? -- or how quickly the community would figure out his puzzle, but he knew it would happen.
"HE KNOWS!" I told her, riffing on my own words in imitation of the OTT fashion, when the Beanish language appeared. "He knows they'll be analyzing every dot and line. He knows they'll be trying to decode it." And, of course, you were. *I* knew, in my turn, that the efforts would be rewarded. It was another gift from GLR to the community he knew would be there to receive it. There was no way it was going to be just a bunch of squiggles.
I showed her the visualizations of Rosetta's speech, and she was impressed. (She developed a strong opinion about her name, BTW, preferring Rosetta to Hairdo by a salt-sea-basin mile.) I showed her the map sequence and about how the OTT had figured out EXACTLY where they were, the actual building they were standing in, BEFORE the new coastline was even revealed. I showed her the pictures of the castle. Her eyes flashed with excitement when I told her the title text had changed.
When she called me at work a week ago, I answered the phone with "T*** e**ed." And she replied with "Aww! Well wait and tell me about it in person tonight. I want to hear all about it." And she really did. Hear about it, I mean. I told her it felt so sudden, like trying to climb the last step that isn't really there. We agreed that it was because we couldn't see it coming, because we didn't know how long it all was supposed to last. In a book we would have known we were nearing the last page. In a movie we would have heard the tender wrapping-things-up music (or just looked at the clock) and known the e** was near. I missed the top of the stairs because I was climbing blindfolded. I had no idea how high the staircase went, and I had been climbing so confidently for so long that I had entirely forgotten my initial caution and the inevitability that they would eventually run out.
In retrospect, it's a fine, fine e**ing -- a poignant moment between our two beloved main characters followed by a note both hopeful and thematic. But when it happened, right then when the Voldeframe appeared, I was completely, 100% expecting to "see what's through [t]here." And not seeing it made me sad. I'm not sad now, but rather grateful for the experience. To feel loss, I have to experience something treeish enough that I don't want to lose it. Loved and lost and whatnot, I guess, but I will not be sorry to have followed the OTC and the OTT. It's impossible.
My best lady didn't enjoy the OTC and the OTT as much as I did, but she sure did enjoy seeing me experience it all and report on it. I couldn't join in the thread. It would have killed me. I'm the sort who can't stop once I start some things. (Witness this post!) It was all I could do to pull away from here when I was only an observer. If I'd have joined, I'd have turned out like how we thought Beardo was going to look.
I hope earnestly that I have not rehashed too extensively or uninterestingly things that have been said already. I did spend a seaish amount of time following the OTT, but not nearly as much as it would have taken to follow it all. But I felt like one of you. I called my pups wolpies last night and my best lady grinned. I was late for a concert a week ago *looks at clock* RIGHT NOW, I was stuck in traffic, and I made a wrong turn *because I was raving to her about how awesome the OTT was*. I was muttering "Chirping chirp!" the whole way. (Please forgive me for using the past tense in reference to the OTT there, it was last Friday and that's how it seemed at the time. I'm not going to the basement!)
Let me say one more time thank you to this community for being what GLR knew you would be. For all the faith you showed in him, you deserve cubic kilocues of credit for justifying his faith in you. Whether you built the tools or maniped the pix or suppressed the flames or handed out cake or any of the other thousands of amazing things that have happened here, you are absochirpinglutely the ones he did it for. I truly believe that when GLR made the OTC and put it in motion, he knew he was doing it for *someone*, but he didn't know who. It turned out to be you.
And I feel Randamned lucky to have been even this, the tiniest part of "you."
Thanks for reading.
(ETC: At the insistence of my best lady that I quote her correctly, the words "in person" have been inserted above in the appropriate place. I also fixed a couple of typos that crept in as my post traversed the intertubes)