What a field day for the heat
A thousand people in the street
Singing songs and carrying signs
Mostly saying, "hooray for our side"

Wednesday, April 20, 2011

Linkee-poo, for one, does not welcome our new Skynet Overlords

Jim Hines makin' with the funny on Muses. Synchronicity wise, yesterday I was telling my boss about a poster a former professor had made up. The photo was dark and mysterious, with an old rotary desktop phone. The handset, however, was a smoking revolver. The only text said, "Deadline."

Robin D. Laws on where bad writing advice comes from. Yes, that and a bag of chips. (Grokked from Jay Lake)

Another example of living in the future, teleportation. I still want my jet pack. (Pointed to by Dan)

Really? If you don't understand by now that Donald Trump is nothing but a big panda, you just aren't paying attention. It's the classic, "There go my people. I must leave and lead them."

Don't forget, only 31 Days before it all goes kaplewie! Why couldn't it be before the final exam?

Only 8 more months of council-ing. I would be lying if I said that thought hadn't strummed the heart-strings the other night. There are several types of politicians. There are those who are in it for the grandstanding/narcissism/power. And then there are those who reluctantly take up the job because it has to be done/done better/corrected. Sometimes it's hard to see which is which until they're in office. Often the fiery revolutionary is the co-opted sycophant. Have I mentioned the new political committees to help the TP freshmen be connected with "the big donors"?

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