Alrighty, Almighty

The Universe to Its Infinite Self: "Look, she blogged about it, do you think she got the picture?"

Its Inifnite Self: "We think so, perhaps We should cut her a little slack."

The Universe: "Yes, We think We should. "

Its Infinite Self: "Okay then, We'll have her take another good look at those flying creatures. She'll discover that they are just Little Black Ants."

The Universe: "Little Black Ants? Are We serious? Why couldn't We come up with a better name... Little Black Ants..." *huffs*

Its Infinite Self: "Well, it is a good marketing ploy, simple and straightforward. People don't have to guess what We created. They *are* just a little black ants, after all."

The Universe: "We came up with Thylacine." *sighs* "Guess Our creative juices were tapped after that. But then, consider what happened to those. Don't see any around anymore do you?"

Its Infinite Self: "We're right, We're right. Simple is best... timeless."

The Universe: "Indeed."