Where are the Snowdens of yesteryear?
Where are the Snowdens of yesteryear?
I remember there was a kerfluffle about an Instagram influencer with the same clouds everywhere she went. There are filters for it apparently.
Huh, works for me rn. The sordid tale of Kentuckians with an unidentified artifact of unknown origin made of volcanic stone, its purpose shrouded in mystery. Is it a pestle or something far more sinister? Perhaps some kind of pestle for pounding taro root into a glutinous paste?!
I recognized the “not a butt plug”, it’s a Hawaiian poi pounder. Worth $1800 to $2200 if anyone’s curious.
“Do you see the perpetrator?” “Yeah, I’m right here.”
That’s way too coherent, I’m thinking it’d be more like this but more discordant and interminably longer.
With sound, everybody can choose an instrument and place a note on an orchestral score and OH THE CACOPHONY! MAKE IT STOP!
You’re a good writer, I read that 3 times. Very evocative, well-paced, humorous.
Any bot mitigation or account age requirements planned?
Just missing a cowboy to be a Mark Maggiori painting.
“The story so far: In the beginning the Universe was created. This has made a lot of people very angry and been widely regarded as a bad move.” -Douglas Adams The Restaurant at the End of the Universe
1% of analog tv static is due to the cosmic microwave background, remnants of the early formation of the universe and critical evidence of the big bang. The og random bullshit signal.
Interestingly, Jesus probably heard about this disaster. Woulda been a current event for him.
As a percentage of world population that’s comparable to like 477,000 people dying at a football game today. Or possibly 1 million people, depending on what population estimate you use.
It’s a quote from the book Catch-22 and just popped into my head when I saw your user name. Highly recommend the book but there’s a short explanation of the phrase here if you’re curious.