I watched half of the Red Hot Cheetos movie the other night. It is not good, but I was entertained, but I shut it off. Make of that what you will. šæ
God help me, Iām reading old journals. On May 9th 2020, I wrote:
I had a dream where I was in the back seat of a car driven by Andrew Cuomo. He kept farting and blaming other people.
Prophetic.
Any Technology Indistinguishable From Magic is Hiding Somethingļæ¼ is a wonderfully written take on the corporate capture of the internet, by Jason Velasquez. After reading, spend a little time clicking around his site. Itās compelling and personal and old web weird.
The only thing we have to fear is FDR; his bites give you polio.
Iām 5ā9ā and weigh 120lbs soaking wet. Dry, Iām 5ā2ā.
A fascinating history of the espionage act through the lens of leaking in general and Julian Assange specifically.
My family has no idea what any of my job titles mean. To them:
- Computer programmer = smelly wizard
- Software engineer = fake engineer
- Web developer = spider
They may seem smart, but underneath it all computers are really dumb. You think your dog is dumb? Your computer wouldnāt know the first thing about licking its balls.
Iām pleading with the universe, for the love of of Christ, someone create a game called, āFunkboarder Jet-Thousandā
I would drive hours sight unseen to hear a band called, āFloppy Peter and the Mush.ā
Fandom levels
- 0 You donāt care.
- 1 Youāre into some of it, maybe tag along if others are going.
- 2 You like it. You own some stuff.
- 3 You love it. You own a lot of stuff. You talk about it to other people.
- 4 It is your favorite. You own it all.
- 5 It is your identity. It is all you talk about.
I saw the 30th anniversary Kaiju Big Battel show last night. Where else can you see a cross between a bear and a hamburger body slam a mutant lobster?