I'm glad they mail the trees, instead of tweet/ex-ing them, for that format allows the possibility of saying something a tree might wish to hear.
> Real names tell you the story of things they belong to in my language, in the Old Entish as you might say. It is a lovely language, but it takes a very long time saying anything in it, because we do not say anything in it, unless it is worth taking a long time to say, and to listen to. – T(F)
That's easy: my "side hustle" is selling NOS DeLorean parts: transaxles, gull wing doors, flux capacitors, etc. Whenever a client arrives from that era they самиздат the emails to me; I send them via mcvax to SDSC, so in a day or two they're gatewayed via scdc.edu to unimelb.edu.au, and Bob's your uncle...
(Alternatively: if one can root the NVRAM on the Cosmic Management Engine it's possible to have mail stored by Vishnu before each cataclysm restored by the next Brahmā, thence passing to our time by normal flow. Recall that control theory tells us any sufficiently lagged input phase ultimately behaves like a lead)
> Real names tell you the story of things they belong to in my language, in the Old Entish as you might say. It is a lovely language, but it takes a very long time saying anything in it, because we do not say anything in it, unless it is worth taking a long time to say, and to listen to. – T(F)