Synopsis: I wonder what the title is, too!

Back in "I wonder what the title is," Ted was in search of a plot, but he never found one. So he may as well keep searching.

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I wonder what the title is, too
The awareness of her surroundings gradually dawned on Camelia. As if waking from a dream, or into a dream, although from the way the robed wise man with a long white beard, sitting on the dias across from her gazed at her, she gathered that she had been sitting across from him for some time.

Retirement Party
Ted configured the current toaster for the final test: the flaming toaster pastry challenge. This was always the final test that he submitted any toaster to, after all the no-burn and evenness and steady-rate tests. It generally had to be the last test performed, as afterwards the toaster might not be useful for anything else.

Arms and the Vampire
Walter Black carefully trimmed the end of the fine, expensive cigar, reclining on the armchair in front of the fire that warmed the plushly furnished room. All around were chairs furnished with green velvet: couches and armchairs, love seats and divans. All across the floor lay a variety of thick, ornate Persian rugs. Above, the room was pleasantly lit by an enormous, round chandelier with seemingly endless tiers of beautifully cut crystals.

Alexandria
Calliope closed the book. What an odd tale of vampires, one in which they moralized and righted wrongs? How odd. She had always thought of these creatures of the night as purely sinister monsters concerned with nothing other than their own predation and scaring the daylights out of humans. Making one check under the bed before going to sleep, and so on.

Snoring
Buckminster Fuller once commented about the depth of the oceans, saying that if the earth were a steel ball 20 inches in diameter, the condensation from your breath on it would be thicker relative to it than the oceans are to the size of the earth.

Skull Island
The sailors sang shanties and played hornpipes as they hurtled across the waves. The smiling figurehead of the Mermaid even rejoiced, as they counted the spoils of their latest encounter.

Zombies
Camelia opened her book once more, that told the story of the zombies and odd man with his machine that awoke them. Camelia found that she could now sympathize with them, to some extent, and feel some solidarity with them being creatures of evil undead like she was, only she was glad that none of her body parts were rotting or falling off.

Mount Buum
The summit of Mount Buum was about a half day’s hike through the jungle. Captain Lockhart supervised in the emerging heat of the next morning as the sailors loaded the boxes of guns and ammunition one by one, piling them into the boats, rowing across the beautiful clear turquoise waters and then stacking them them up on the clean, rough grains of sand shore.