I am so pleased we are using the dipthong in NeanderTHals again. The "tals" were giving me a lobe ache, right in my left temporal.

Because she deep-fries people like you in vats of melted butter, shuggah!

I'm sorry, Kuato, but your host has become terminally stupid.

Crunch time is evolutionary. The extremes are what limit survival, and provide the spur for adaptation (adapt or perish). If we were ever to find a "paradise planet," it would be populated by pools of blue-green algae. Be thankful. therefore, that Mother Earth is such a capricious old witch.

Mind yer tongue, mucker.

1:13 ... I envy you now.

Stand on Zanzibar (John Brunner, 1968) is a goody, too.

True that. Sarcasm is wasted on the wasted, as they say.

Which also functions as a hat! That's an amazingly versatile piece of foil, that is.

Thank you for the tag, otherwise I would have wondered.

Yeah, channeling Star Wars for this sequel to the reboot of Star Trek may not bode well.

This fits in perfectly with my "Cosmic Sneeze" Theory ... the universe as we know it is headed for the Great Hanky!

Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Bat,

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Although I ahve never been a student of the Lad Mags, I still scored a 13 out of 15.

With a TWIST!

Yeah, more bot than mecha, I think.

The header photo of Ghost Rider bothers me ... when did he start riding around in bright daylight under blue skies? I mean, it looks like, "Ghost Rider takes a Holiday" or "Ghost Rider's Wonderful Road Trip."

If so, then it is a common malady, since I had exactly the same feeling. Without knowing anything about the individuals on the track, they are just ciphers without value. In the same way a video gamer can slaughter virtual armies of enemies (and bystanders) without being a potential mass-murderer, a game which places…

Precisely.