Yeah, next time some network does a SF/horror anthology show they should see if they can nab it! Or even just if someone could find the color version in some attic…

Just gonna drop this here…

So close. 5k votes.

A certain confusion of elephants and rhinoceroses?

*gasp*

And if you only need to cleave a few off the top of a stack (and have sturdy counters), whacking the seam on the corner works great!

Square dancing and apples are both awesome. Never apologize!

And there’s fucking tetanus! Could vaccinate everyone in the world and stupid tetanus is still hanging around in the dirt. 

While in Erewhon the guy was technically referring to a pre-washing machine kind of machine for washing, it was still a labor-saving device used by women and I’ve seen an argument that that was the reason for that literary choice! Though I can’t find the article now and can’t really remember what it was talking about…

Further update: there’s a witness account that the shooter preferentially let a white person go.

Here’s San Diego (I wasn’t there, but from the pictures it looks like it was a pretty long walk for a march):

He’d ban the book and everything invented after washing machines.

This is literally Erewhonian. What the hell.

Current info seems to be that that was probably a “don’t like Mondays” shoot-whoever’s-nearest thing. Apparently he lived at that complex and had just broken up with his girlfriend, who he had on the phone to make her listen to him shoot people.

You gotta get the thick, juicy asparagus. Some people like thin asparagus but they’re wrong.

If you’re extremely lucky, there might be a library in your city where you can do it for free.

My very important recommendation: put some shelf-stable hot sauce in there.

If you live somewhere that gets natural disasters (which is…everyplace), an emergency kit of a few days’ supplies is very good!

My guess: he’s a luddite who thinks that Fahrenheit 451 is about how TV is bad and The Time Machine is about how factories are evil.

The second one! There’s a scene in the book where a doctor is all “yeah, that guy’s probably shooting blanks, so if you don’t wanna get sent to the wastelands for your failure I got an actual baby-making stick in my pants.”