Salute to our dear Bettamax.
I hope you’re swimming and flaring the gills all you want in the fish heaven.
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Salute to our dear Bettamax.
I hope you’re swimming and flaring the gills all you want in the fish heaven.
Proverb: Lod likes the nuts but he does not ***** them.
Errors in my code can make cryptograms even more fun.
When I wash dishes, it seems almost courteous to leave a few things in the sink for others to wash.
And these two things tend to include a ladle or spatula in my case.
The importance of bars at bars.
I really appreciate them when I’m a bit more than tipsy.
I’m very impressed by whoever created the nter and xit signs at that — yes THAT — parking lot.
Very impressed.
What do I think of a typical speaker’s response, “good question”?
Good question.
I feel that when a speaker says “good question”, the response often falls into one of the two categories. The presenter doesn’t know the answer to the question or the question happens to be something s/he knows super well and likes to talk about — if true, the question itself is rarely actually considered to be a ‘good’ question when it’s said to be a good question.
I like to think about this response.
I wonder where the elevator’s “I’m here” sound comes from.
I’m surprised that I never thought about it in the past.
Dear Mr Media Lab
Now that we have RFID tagged books, I think you should make bookshelves that can read RFID. In large libraries, it’s hard to find books once they get misplaced. With these bookshelves, you can maybe program their back or bottom panels, so that the whereabouts of books can show up on a computer.
Also, librarians then don’t need to worry too much about placing the books at the exact places…well, maybe not.
And when you make them, please send us some. We desperately need them.
I feel like I’m a perfect prey for Oscar Wild — when I read lines that ridicle not-so-clever people, I have to mumble these lines to myself multiple times before understanding the real meanings.
For a second, I wished there were a recycle-water button in my sink to rerun the flow-thru — I thought it’d be nice to have the water constantly running while cooking or cleaning up around the sink, so that I don’t have to touch the faucet knob with my covered-in-goo hands.
But then, it could just be a motion sensor button or pedal to avoid that problem. Also, a recycle-water button is probably prone to causing nasty accidents.
Oh Mannequin, your choice to use qui for ki is pretty qool.
There used to be a mannequin I could hug when I was tired. Now it’s got an anti-domestic violence jacket that can either call 911 or shock me if I try to hug.
Oh Mannequin, what’re you trying to tell me?