Or go to Europe. The stories I could tell…

I’ve seen it many times, and also these classics:

• Elderly couples entering the store with a shopping cart, then stopping immediately behind the entrance - “Oh, won’t you look at all this stuff in here? Now what do we need again?”, completely oblivious to the queue forming behind them.
• Old people standing in the middle of aisle intersections with their shopping carts like statues, just… pondering.
• Old people very slowly paying with coins at the checkout, like one cent at a time.

American defaultism

Armenia, too.

For a long time, I’ve been meaning to flesh out a lengthy piece on libertarianism and the issues I have with it, but I can’t perform when put on the spot like that. :-(

Infancy? At the very least, it’s already learned to walk. According to Wikipedia, within 14 months of its launch, 43.5 million users were registered.

A lot more, really.

Es ist mir gleich/ egal/ wurst/ bums/ bumbel/ schnurz/ (scheiß)egal/ schnuppe/ brot/ schwanz/ pisse/ latte/ banane…

I was thinking Plan 9.

She hardly looks like 52.

Plugs in to what?

* Darmok

The photo shows the inside of the giant cannon the horses are about to be shot from.

Concidentally, as of lately, Reddit has seemed more “dead” to me than usual.
And that’s not even counting the egregious “cloned threats” where, within the span of one or a few days, the exact same comments, but with all-different user names, are being copied underneath two headlines with similar topics; or the weird, LLM-written and machine-translated comments that very badly match the topic at hand or the OP they’re replying to, something that’s especially obvious if you visit non-English-language subs.

Nice. Thank you. Even better, it’s a free study.
But instead of showing the coefficient of the model they derived, I would have shown figures 1 & 2 which are riveting to me.

Guy is close to retirement age, at level 3. At level 7, his skeletal system will no longer need him… because he’ll be long gone.

Zu diesem Thema: Seeehr lesenswerte Biografie in Interview-Form, aber anscheinend nur noch 2. Hand erhältlich:

Oh, wow. There it is. The keyboard of my dreams.
Using one of these while on acid does not seem advisable, though.

I would wear a sombrero all day, just because.

Hush little baby, don’t say a word
And never mind that noise you heard
It’s angry birds under your bed
On your pants and in your head

Thanks a lot. I finally downloaded Kropotkin’s work from LibriVox.