Think of each attempt at hacking as a physical confrontation. You hurt OpenSSL, you're taking a dump in the middle of the street. The only street anyone can use, really. Everyone's gonna walk through the shit, they're going to read on the news "by the way, you're all tracking around shit! Change your shoes!" By then,…

I have changed the name from Heartbleed to My Heart is Filled with Wonder and I think it Needs to Bleed. I'm thinking we need bassists - nothing but bassists!

Deep Pockets, an upcoming worm being targeted against Wal-Mart's checkout system, coming to a credit card chargeback claim service near you!

Looking at Spotify, there are just three songs named Heartbleed. No bands I can see.

I threw mine in a dumpster on Third Street. You probably never heard of it.

Que veux-tu dire?

You know, I'm all for criticism of a song's message and intent, but fuck Joe Mande.

"There's a script in in this shoot?"

But mostly prayer.

Have you spent a great deal of time around someone you loved, now blissful and happy with someone else? Watching as that person who you were sure you were going to be with, at the end, is happy with someone who.. isn't you?

Forest green? Like #228B22 or like #145214? I'm also partial to #0A290A, but that's pretty dark.

I would also concede that it was a good choice to break up Barney and Robin. Many people mentioned over the last two seasons how forced the relationship felt—and that the only reason it worked is because the narrative insisted that it did. And a forced relationship is not likely to hold, in the long-term.

Donkey shit is like carbon, it's in everything.

Honestly, I think I'm okay with this idea.

We are all but nuggets of this great, important movement.

It's called "filling the glove."

I don't think "they" did, but I don't know who "they" is, in this case. I know Jeff Bridges has been trying to get this into movie form for a solid decade. That said, I'm thinking they're trying to take this 12 year-old protagonist into the young-adult genre, utterly destroying the point that: IT'S A KID. SEEING AND…

My brain started to make my face say that, but then another part of my anatomy made it shut itself. If you're guessing my pancreas, you're wrong.

I did believe the same thing about Donald Trump until recently. A girl I was trying to find the balls to ask out was talking to me, it turned to politics and I asked who she'd want to be president and she said, "Donald Trump. He's able to run his businesses so well, he just seems like he'd be fine running a country."

Glad I wasn't the only one. Some kind of odd affectation, an over-enunciating thing. It makes every word sound deliberate, but also makes it sound.. out of place.