22SFAS didn’t have any weak segments though. Maybe relative to each other, if you’re dead set on ranking them for some reason, but I can’t think of any that would have been better off cut.

That wasn’t Shrimply Pibbles though, just some random dignitary.

I liked how the narrative was revealed “backwards,” but without a bunch of too-clever-by-half Memento-style tricksiness. It didn’t come off gimmicky at all. Seems like a skill that manifests by remaining unnoticed, like film editing or something.

Just finished Darnielle’s first novel, Wolf in White Van the other day. It is not at all out of place amongst his discography, which is to say it is of a piece.

Franken and Boo only show up in October now. Boo-Berry still turns your shit spinach-green though.

Logistics managers, executives, investors. People in specialized fields get advertised to just like regular schlubs, just not usually on TV. (I love looking at the ads in industrial trade journals and catalogs. How else am I supposed to know what brand of escalator or asphalt resurfacer or robotic combine harvester to…

Different Blob, lady.

“Battery” can mean a lot of things, including “an assemblage of similar constructions or parts: as, a battery of boilers; a battery of stamps in a stamping-mill; a battery of sugar-kettles.” Morpheus wasn’t necessarily talking about electro-chemical cells.

It’s apples to oranges to an absurd degree to include “power expended over a long time” items with “sudden burst” items. My body is more powerful than a speeding locomotive, if you compare the total energy I expend over my lifetime to the energy contained in the hurtling locomotive at any one instant.

But what if the humans’ brains were being used as computational units to run the Matrix? Can’t do that with proteinaceous vitamin goop.

I drink your liquefied innards! I drink them up!

Okay, what if everyone is real except for Elliot, who’s an alter ego shared amongst all the other characters?

Pet chips are RFID with a very short range, and they don’t have GPS or microphones. Anyone trying to track him via his dog would have to be walking right behind the dog the whole time.

That opening line about KDE vs. GNOME was something that only an executive doing a very lame job of trying to establish tech cred with an engineer would ever say. Like, he’s read enough issues of Wired to know that those are desktop environments, which are things that exist, but any more technical than that and he’s…

Wait a minute… Goodrich doesn’t have a blimp!

That tilde shouldn't be there after the directory change.

Ctl-Alt-Del isn’t a thing on Commodore 64s.

That would be a betrayal of the viewer, writing-wise. We’ve seen him doing it surreptitiously before; you can’t just arbitrarily blind the audience to something after solidly establishing that it’s something we’d be privy to.

No, then it’d be wire fraud, which isn’t any better.

There is no way in hell a datacenter’s climate control is accessible from a thermostat in a janitors’ closet. Even regular cubicle farms have their thermostats locked behind plastic shields so people don’t fuck with them. Airflow in a DC is as important as the power and the fire suppression; having it controlled by a…