That’s just from your dozens and dozens of cats.

We came upon a stranger in tattered robes, his face covered in a whispy white beard. He spoke only in riddles and in half-remembered songs. I think it was Nathan Rabin.

Listen, I want to first say I deeply appreciate the motives of the various ‘girls learn programming’ groups. All the same, I think it’s sort of the least-impressive career development effort centered on women I’ve heard. At the end of the day, it’s “Yay! Way to accomodate yourself absolutely perfectly to the demands…

May you live to watch your children die in pain, sports team owners.

No. A small party of us set out together across the Great Desert of Disqus: Me, Pop Rivets, Ghost of Eezy-E, and a few others. We passed the great, rusting ruins of The Dissolve, half-buried in the sand like a crashed space destroyer. But then Rivets and I were separated from the others in a sandstorm. Last I saw he…

I’ll send you some pictures.

Not better: Richer.

And if it doesn’t work the first few times, just take your new iPhone and whack it against your face, repeatedly and with great force, until recognition is achieved.

Exquisite.

That or a superhero (“Dude, that guy can engrave glass with the tip of his erect penis!”)

I said this back in the days of Disqus on AV Club but: the only aspect of MMOs that does now or has ever interested me is futzing around with sexy character generators. I do not want to play an MMO, I just want to play with the Boob Slider and rotate the character model.

But you can’t do that forever or else you end up in a rut.

We hit some kind of wonderful sweet spot by getting married at 19. Yes, really. No this was not the 1940s (it was 1999). No we are not religious. No I did not knock her up (we didn’t have kids for a decade after). No we are not Monacan or Saudi royalty. No we were not drunk in Vegas. We were a couple of otherwise…

Nevermind the symbology: an elbow-mounted razor blade seems dumb. Up there with the Assassin’s Creed palm blade for sheer, baroque impracticality. Like, the ordinary, handheld knife or dagger is shaped and wielded the way it is because it is objectively the simplest way to insert a piece of sharpened metal into human…

Yep. I’m one of Them.

I wonder if some bold and enterprising artiste des internetes has drawn a cartoon of a barely legal teen using Larry to fulfill her purpose. [hops on metaphorical steed] To the Google Image search, Pornsteed!

Here’s the crazy thing: Veggie Tales are often actually funny. Like, actually well-written, often with Pixar-level jokes that appeal to both adults and children; sly, knowing cultural references and so forth. And mind you: I say this as a diamond hard atheist.

Not familiar with that specific usage, but yes I *have* heard of ‘flouncing’ being used as a term for someone leaving a thread/blog/wherever after a protracted and acrimonious argument.

Oh and hey: This year I took Building Construction for the Fire Service and I now know, the precise, technical comeback for those stumbletons who claim that Jet Fuel Can’t Melt Steel Beams. Or rather, the several answers.

If only there were statues of Mohammed Atta and the other hijackers in our public squares so people could remember!!