^ conspiracy My keyboard is plotting against me. It also controls the weather, I’ve recently realized.
In the 19th C., _hooker_ was sailors’ slang for a beat-up old ship. I’ve sometimes wondered if there’s a connection to the slang-term for a sex worker. “Hello, sailor!” and all that.
Maybe it’s action, but dependent on the kind of device you use. So Apple-users get maction, Windows-users get waction, and Linux users get a rather milky laction. (2/2)
"No Frisbee was safe!"
Here's some interior magazine art for some of Donald A Wollheim early stories (Frank R Paul, Hannes Bok x2 & John R Forte Jr) 1 for 'The Man from Ariel'; 2 for 'The World on the Edge of the Universe'. Martin Pearson was a pseudonym:
In grad school I read something RG wrote about Oedipus and was deeply unimpressed.
what's going to happen is this bubble is going to pop, lots of people are going to lose their jobs, and then a parade of tech pundit and newsrooms are going to pretend they saw it coming all along, as if they hadn't built up this entire unrealistic mythology around yet another bullshitter
Five gigawatts is the kind of power a major city needs.
I was also shocked when I found out. (I forget when, but it was long after I started to listen to these guys.) It seems like the quintessential TMBG song in so many ways.
For those in the Southern Hemisphere: billevans.bandcamp.com/track/you-mu...
from the album You Must Believe In Spring