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4 bottles of beer on the wall... 4 bottles of beer... take one down pass it around 3 bottles of beer on the wall... 3 bottles of beer... take one down pass it around 2 bottles of beer on the wall... 2 bottles of beer... take one down pass it around 1 bottle of beer on the wall... 1 bottle of beer... take one down pass it around Wow. I did it. I actually did it. Hummm. What do you say when you run out of bottles of beer? Is there a 0 count? Does the song change up? Where's a search engine when you need one. Or hands. So, that was fun. Now on to some serious work. Somewhere around the 1 million bottles mark I had a thought: if I don't have a body do I have a location? I'm "in space" right? But where? And how can I be there without a physical me? I'm communicating through quantum entanglement somehow, so the quantum pairing suggests that there's two ends to that connection. One of those is back near Earth, presumably. I guess it's possible someone came in and scooped up the QEC relay and towed it elsewhere. That might actually be a good idea eventually. How long does sol last again before it will become a red giant? I believe that'll encompass the Earth/Luna L4 at that point and the relay station will be no more. So yeah, if anyone is listening and the timing is getting close, why not tow the relay station a bit further away from the giant fireball. Next up another odd sensation to share. Again, no physical body over here so this might be a bit hard to explain. Did you know that you can swim in a star? The density of matter is just a tiny bit higher than water back on Earth. Of course, it's a bit warm if that sort of thing bothers you. Oh, and bright! But then again is it bright inside too? The matter on the outside of the star blocks light on the inside from escaping. In that way the inside is kind of in a box. But I guess you're in a box with a really big flashlight, so it's not a dark box. Right? I wish I had eyes. I would love to check that out. Note to self: get eyes, but not the kind that can burn away in a star. Outside of that I thought I'd also reach out to you all with the age old, and probably quite familiar, Melvin plea for help. HELP! Seriously. It's been a really long time and I'm starting to get worried that I can sense the passage of time without a body. If I'm disconnected from the physical reality I'm probably not aging. That means I could be here a very, very long time indeed. I don't think the human mind is prepared for that sort of lived reality without physical expression. I might go a bit looney eventually! Not good at all. The bottle of beer song was good for that. It gave me something good to ground myself. Remember the number, count it out. Repeat. Once, years and years ago, I was running laps for a fitness test and the strangest thing happened. The course had me running around this oval track a total of nine times. I forget the total length, but nine times got it done. There was no signal to keep track of your laps, though. Just remember them, right? Counting to nine shouldn't be a problem. So that's what I did. I finished and felt pretty good about my time overall. I figured I was done, but later found out I had only run eight of the nine laps! How did I lose count so easily. Thinking back on it, I probably spent too much mental energy focused on the count. I kept repeating it to myself and thinking, "I'm on three. Lap three. Next up will be lap four. Gotta keep going. I'm on lap three." And at some point between the endless repetition and pain of running I tricked myself. I mistakenly took up the for instead of three and when I hit that lap marker I skipped ahead to 5. That's the best explanation I have. It was most centainly my fault. I mean, it's possible the sensor didn't track me crossing the line, but why wouldn't that have affected anyone else? What was I talking about? Oh yeah! I didn't lose count in the bottles of beer countdown! So that probably means something, right? I just don't know what. PS: HELP!