“The Popeyes chicken sandwich has been an agent of chaos”

I’m hoping to be plugged into the Matrix. Have fun slurping on algae, everyone. 

While they’re all sciencing the shit out of the Martian food, I’ll be...dead half a century or more, but if they develop super-longevity treatments, I fully intend to be the guy who stress-tests them by continuing to eat Earthling junk food.

We’ll eat candy and gum. There’s a whole company called Mars dedicated to just this venture.

Any time Facebook talks about Big Brother it is creepy. Okay, Facebook is creepy even when it doesn’t talk about Big Brother.