I’m not in IT, and I’m comfortable enough with that tidbit that I don’t mind if a stranger knows it. I’ve also been using ‘system’ more figuratively than you seem to think.

Out of curiosity - where are you from? 

O’Neill claims Logan literally brought a knife to a gunfight prompting him to shoot.

...Glad we don’t have to convince you of that.

...counterpoint: the pictures didn’t help.

*brings mac and cheese that is literally just that*

Neat.

tobiko—the tiny, orange stuff on sushi rolls

Relatively few of them realize that there was hell involved. His lawyers went out of their way to make it that way... and they were succeeding, until recently.

Impressive. I’ve found a way to be wrong about a hypothetical. Quick, spread the word to the philosophers that it is now possible to say there is in fact a china teapot somewhere between here and Mars.

(I have to admit, I was a little concerned about quoting a Poe story here on The Root. It is something that comes from a time of inelegant strife and indifferent disparity, albeit while also being a allegory cloaked in timelessness. Or maybe ‘The Death of the Author’ is taken seriously here - I don’t know. But it is…

Four counts of capital murder, one count of attempted murder. And he didn’t kill any of them himself.

It would be asinine to have that many competing interests in one room, figuratively and literally. You would need extra layers of bureaucracy to keep track of not just population but also representatives, and staffing needs would turn it into an employer of significant size in the US. (It turns into a combinatorial…

Japan. ...and also America, if you believe that other dude.

The red death had long devastated the country. No pestilence had ever been so fatal, or so hideous. Blood was its Avatar and its seal — the madness and the horror of blood. There were sharp pains, and sudden dizziness, and then profuse bleeding at the pores, with dissolution. The scarlet stains upon the body and…

...no, the WTF is over shooting him in the cop car instead of finding some excuse to do it elsewhere. (Also, that’s some serious possibility of hearing damage.)

There’s collars, there’s bomb suit collars, and then there’s these collars. And they’re still not big enough.

What have you got against Americans?

Don’t do this to me man, don’t make me this hungry on a Friday morning...

Like I said: it’s lost on Americans.