Hmm. I may have burned down the town to save the forest, but pretty soon this tiny hamlet will be outfitted with glass freeways and fat porcelain cherubs. The last 12 hours have played host to a dizzying complexity of advancement, thrust forth by fits and starts of technological genius, dumb luck and blinding tenacity.
I welcome you to version one-half of Cromlech. When I get this crazy thing figured out it will archive my daily entries automatically, let me post from any internet-ready coconut on the planet, and allow you people to fling curses right back at me (see comments).
Onward, brave pirates! Be relentless in your plunderance of the world in search of knowledge! Board every ship armed with scimitars and doubleshot and rob them of their quantum theories! Slit the throats of all moronists that stand in your way! Drink gutrot from your cupped hands and teeter precariously from the mizzen mast!