Didn't realize this format was a military standard. I've been using YYYYMMDD for years to catalog photos, recordings, etc. Occasionally it drives my coworkers nuts, but I find it so much simpler and more intuitive.

I've always assumed that the original Freudian slip was something like "Sometimes a cigar is just symbolic of the—I mean, a cigar. Sorry. Sorry."

This was my experience, too. I was introduced to the Internet a bit later than you were, but the first time I sat down in front of Netscape, I was disgusted by it. I already had Gopher, FTP, IRC, and email, and they were slow enough over dialup. Having to wait for all those images to load was infuriating. The '90s…

Does this idea remind anyone else of Why I Left Harry's All-Night Hamburgers by Lawrence Watt-Evans?

How disgusting of a human being do you have to be to want to drink a beverage called Sweat?

Kidding. I've had Pocari Sweat. It's... well, it's basically Gatorade in a less exciting container.

I wonder. I use my full middle name just about everywhere.

CALL MAGNIFY(2)

I went through a Dore kick in my early 20s, which (incidentally) is also when I finally got around to reading Lovecraft. Gorgeous stuff. Dore is the only artist I can think of whose Heaven interests me just as much as his Hell.

Currently reading Laird Barron's The Beautiful Thing That Awaits Us All which was recommended to me as a Lovecraftian novel. It is neither one of those things, but I'm enjoying it immensely. If Robert E. Howard, Jack London, and Raymond Chandler collaborated on an anthology, it might come out something like this.

Funny to see these two side by side; I've always cited the combination of Doom and Myst as the reason my beloved Sierra/Lucasarts-style adventure games disappeared after the mid-'90s. I've never personally cared for either game, but I'd like to think I appreciate their impact on the industry. Games on 5-year-old…

It didn't enjoy wearing a body.

His yesterday would be her tomorrow.

This time tomorrow I'll be you.

Her boyfriend had a serial number.

The computer started to tell lies.

His clone mistrusted him right back.

Megaforce is not a good movie. It's an awesome movie.

We've already covered this.

Pfft, I saw this last week. Had to get my ass kicked by Rowdy Roddy Piper for five minutes first, though.

Vampire Felix bit werewolf Oscar's neck.