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…by ‘attack’ are we talking signal-jamming, hacking, or physical disruption?..

…how about bluetooth in an '81 98?..

…well he’s not…

…what about amber displays?..our VT-200 terminals were green, yes, but our lab full of packard-bells were amber…

^{(or my applecolor monitor 100 which could toggle between monochrome green and full color modes)}

…it’s that sauder fiberboard bookcase + potted plant…

…man, that’s a deeeeeep cut for a time when electronic arts developed good games…

…here’s the thing most folks don’t realise: as a metropolitan area, austin skews far more conservative than san antonio…

_{(we actually meet in the basement of the alamo)}

As a European, the whole registering to vote thing is honestly one of the wildest parts of the US elections to me. It’s so unnecessary complicated and prone to errors/manipulation.

…what the electorate consider a bug the politicians consider a feature…

come you masters of war
you that build the big guns
you that build the death planes
you that build all the bombs
you that hide behind walls
you that hide behind desks
i just want you to know
i can see through your masks

…i’ve done a buck fourty-five in my convertible with the top down: it’s LOUD…at one fifty-five, pushing with all two hundred horsepower, my car can’t make any further headway against the wind and buildings are a lot less aerodynamically efficient…

…i’ve ridden out a half-dozen hurricanes but category fives are get-out-of-town devastating…

…in its prime, olive garden was very similar to red lobster: upscale suburban is perhaps a good description…

…these days they’re both well past their prime and i’m not sure a similar national chain comes to mind; it seems like only regional chains are playing in that space…

…it’s mind-boggling from today’s perspective just how good the olive garden was in the eighties: we reserved a table for my graduation and it was a properly respectable dinner…

…our orange kitty does the same, but he’s the smartest cat we’ve ever known: perfectly adept at opening doors on his own, so we must keep them all deadbolted lest we find wild critters brought into the house, which has happened on several occasions…

(he’s also pretty good at operating our ipads and desktop computers; he’s sent gibberish text-messages more than once and i worry that someday he’ll buy something online!)

…all that and you don’t even mention that he’s been an open russian asset for eight years?..

…the blunt truth is that he’s in too deep, as are most of the remaining republican party, and the only way to keep their heads at this point is to double-down on seizing the apparatus of state to dismiss their criminal culpability…

…i don’t think he wants anything other than to keep uncle vlad at bay…

…and now you’ve hit upon my other peeve: (mostly shopping) sites coded to disable browsing links in a new tab…

…when i was in second grade i wrote a book report on chocolate fever, in which the climax involved the protagonist taking vanilla pills, which were so obviously the opposite of chocolate to my eight-year-old perspective, but which no adults with whom i discussed the book found at all obvious…

…we have a couple of industrial fans but the sound’s not quite right by comparison to cross-flow impellers…

…at some level i secretly suspect that sleeping under omnipresent white noise has only made my tinnitus worse over time, but that could also be a natural consequence of my ears aging-out…

(could also come from driving a convertible at speed while blasting music on a three-hour commute every day, if i’m honest)