Well, there are "pinnacles" for particular niches at any given time. If you could drop a species in a never-changing place it feels at home at, the expectation would be that on a long-enough timeline it'll have reached a "pinnacle of perfection, or a static fitness peak."

"Hey Jerry?"

Came here expecting to see a GoPro suction cupped to the nose of an airplane.

I don't know why people keep mentioning Ollie's tendency towards going all Jungle Heat on his opponents with the eye-smudgies, he's the only character they've done it with and the guy invented his costume on a god damned island, not a latex-plant.

No one tell Baron von Plasticsladies, that seems to be his shtick.

If he doesn't want to see any more, but there are people who do, the solution is for Garland to stop watching them. That's a reasonable comment.

Rant time. In the Marvel vs. DC cinematic battle, Marvel rules the screen and DC does good by television. Here’s what Arrow’s doing right that Agents of SHIELD is blowing, and very little of it has to do with SHIELD just starting and Arrow being in S2.

[SPOILERS!!!]

Cyberpunk 2077 is CD Projekt RED's other project I'm most looking forward to

Neil deGrasse for President of The World.

Damn, there went my dream of a real life Armageddon crew. I still think oil drillers in space would be the most sensible solution to... anything!

The first rule of Asteroid Club: don't let the asteroid hit.

I was running a Call of Cthulhu game at Orccon in L.A. back in the early 90's where one of the characters available to the group was a ringer (she was a "librarian" who was actually the leader of the cult the group was investigating). The ringer's "job" in the game was to convert as many of the other PCs as possible.…

HAIL!

I guess if I were to try to make this, I found find a mutant strain that either needs something you can add to the chair, or or can only metabolize a very limited number of substrates, which would be in the chair itself. I'd like to know if it dies off after a certain while, and, if so, is it still usable.

One of the four confections of the apocalypse.

Conveyance for the Liverless Horseman.

"Main motion," Crab-face said, raising a chitinous hand, "a proposal to amend the division of souls among the member of the assembly."

Well, that would certainly make the astronomers' jobs easier.

Whenever I see an article about pain and pain relief, I am reminded of the incredible work of Dr. Paul Brand, who greatly advanced our understand of both leprosy and "the gift of pain".

It's ok, though, because MY kids will read Neverwhere no matter what some uppity prude has to say.