I'm 58. Tell me about it. If getting old myself wasn't enough, visiting my parents at the retirement home until they died — Mom at 87, Dad at 94 — and seeing not only them but the other residents, was enough to make me obsess about it for a long time afterwards.

It depends upon what position you might be using this increase in readership to support. You may find that the underlying reason doesn't actually support your position.

It's been decades since I've been a comic book fan (with the exception of much of the work of Alan Moore). But I think I'd need to know _why_ it was outselling the old comic before I declared that that was a [1] a good thing, [2] a bad thing, or [3] just a thing. And in category #3, it's possible that this just…

Except when you _own_ the company you work for and are its only employee. As a friend and former colleague once said: I'm the CEO _and_ the janitor. In 2006 I voluntarily resigned from a corporate job with a six figure salary and full benefits to work for my own subchapter-S corporation. (I'd do an LLC now.) It took a…

Like we all do...

Mrs. Overclock and I had the good fortune to visit Versailles last summer on a trip to London and Paris. It's awesome, as in "inspires awe". I recognized a brief flash of some of the grounds from this clip. This looks good to me. (But I'm a sucker for historical dramas. And Alan Rickman.)

Little known but this is all a cover for the fact that in 1955 Santa was inadvertently shot down by U. S. Air Force interceptors and crashed somewhere near Roswell New Mexico. His body remains frozen in a facility at Wright Patterson Air Force Base near Dayton Ohio. His sleigh and the surviving reindeer were shipped…

Just yesterday I found one of these little golden (for that is their color here in Colorado) bastards having a stare down through the back door with one of our beloved feline overlords. When the mothership returns and our feline masters assume control, these little furry criminals will rue the day, I tell you!

Just the other day while reading before work at a coffee shop I heard a slow, ballady cover of Hadday's song "What is love?" It was interesting.

I discovered my favorite method of boarding a plane when I was part of a team flight testing a communications system I had helped develop for the business aviation market. I sauntered into the spacious cabin of the Bombardier Challenger 600, sat down in my lazy-boy sized leather chair, was offered a bottle of water by…

Apropos of almost nothing, my father, Pa Overclock, served on the U.S.S. Yorktown in WWII as a Aviation Boatswain's Mate Second Class. He didn't talk about it that much, but he had some stories. I've never seen the Yorktown myself, but after Pa and Ma Overclock retired, they took a road trip to go see it. At the end…

This reminds me of when FRIENDS didn't tackle 9/11. In all seriousness, I still think they should have killed off one of the recurring characters (Janice, or maybe Gunther) and dealt with it in the context of the show.

I think this was mathematically/statistically inevitable given the Baby Boomer demographic.

Typo: you can't have one WITHOUT the other.

Long ago I used to be a Singularity Fan Boy, based on what I studied and did as a graduate student in Computer Science.

You and I are so on the same page.

I prefer (but don't necessarily believe) the rationale that we are all living in a simulation. It would explain a lot of things, not just the Fermi Paradox.

Thank you so much for passing this along.

Nearly a year ago, long after I wrote this original comment, I had to put one of our cats down, liver cancer. In hindsight, there is no doubt in my mind that Bastet loved me, as I did her. I'd describe in more detail, but I'd end up weeping at my desk.

Hence the three date rule? No surprise.