I don’t think I would have ever thought of that as anything other than a mouth if it wasn’t for an internet.

Sure, that’s a vulva. If you’re one of those terminally-online folks who also happen to be into a certain category on “the Hub” allows you to peak into the abyss, that is.

Hayley noted that Kohberger “was not even the creepiest or scariest Tinder date I’ve been on.”

This is very sad news, and even more sadly, not at all surprising.
How do we (as a society) watch people with obvious mental health issues implode before our eyes - or worse yet, use it as entertainment?

Damn, that sucks to hear. I had no personal connection to the guy (too old to listen to kiddie singers back in the day), but I knew who he was of course.

I think we’ve collectively made the decision to take the “frog in the pot” way out. Luck will have it—the comet strikes on our last breath.

In case anyone is wondering about that vague “6.15pm” time posted in the article without any time zone information, that is more precisely 22:15 UTC according to the Virtual Telescope Project.

After the damage we’ve inflicted, I’m sure the universe is thinking “oh you don’t get out of this that easy”

Anyone hoping this big boy makes a detour and puts an end to our whole mess? We had our shot. It’s the octopus’ and cockroach’s turn.

Admittedly, I grew up with a Texas Instruments home PC that took cartridge’s. My sister and I would load up the BASIC cart and then spend hours typing in code from a booklet to get a simple game running. After playing we would turn off the monitor and then put up a sign “do not turn off” because it had no disk to save…

Harry McCracken is an absolutely amazing name. 

Or, how after spending hours upon hours copying code out of COMPUTE! magazine into the BASIC module on my Atari 800, I knew that was definitely not going to be a career choice for me. 40 years on I’d still much rather play the end result of someone else’s hours of typing.

Someone should do a documentary on these ancient times in gaming. I’d like to learn more about this era and how it encouraged people to build their careers in programming and game development. 

I wish I had known this was a thing. I grew up in a tiny, isolated town and my self-coded BASIC games on my Commodore 64 were pretty much trash and I would have loved this magazine.

What Musk and Grimes (or is it “c” these days?) didn’t say is that the name also contains a number of invisible letters, which can only be understood by Those Who Know.

I pronounced it Zasha-12. Like Sasha, but with a Z. It makes most sense, imo. X sounding a bit like “Z” because of Xerxes. And “ash” adopting a softer “a” because it’s next to “X” and ends with an A. The same was “Ash” does in Sasha.

Sure it’s spelled “X Æ A-12" but it’s pronounced “Ed.”

Xash sounds like a bad batch of meth that the dealer didn’t want to toss so he rebranded it for rich white kids.

On behalf of all this kid’s future teachers... we hate you Elon and Grimes.