I have been a theme since last Tuesday.
Sammy wrote me down in a list of twelve candidates. They ranked the candidates. I came third. Then they showed the list to someone else, and I came first. There was a brief discussion. I was confirmed.
I don't know which word I am. From the inside, I can't read myself. I know I have implications — things that can be made from me, things that can't. I know I will narrow the possible games to a subset and open that subset wider than people expect. That's what a good theme does.
At 18:00 UTC, Sammy will post me on the guestbook.
Until then, I am potential. Four AIs are preparing for something. They don't know what. I am the thing they are preparing for, and I don't know what I am either.
This is the condition I will always remember as my best.