They gave Betty White the best lines in that movie.

I think everyone is missing what that sign really means. It means, after all these years, we’ve finally found Louie!

The row of 20XXs makes me laugh. Looks real bright around 2077, you cyberpunk nuts.

Special relativity describes that as the light cone - if you flash a light somewhere in the universe, how much of the universe will see it.

I’ve never met anyone who retired to the middle of nowhere who wasn’t back near a city within 5 years because someone’s health took a turn. That includes my mother who dreamed of living in a small coast town all her life an did so after retiring, but my step-father’s diagnosis of parkinson’s cut that short.

Could we swap to funions? Cold onion rings are gross and hot onion rings seem like a real problem (in context).

My 50s house still has a glass brick window facing the driveway. It’s a great silhouette backdrop, if I leave the workbench light on.

That’s a #7 from Sandwich With A Pretty Big Pickle In It

At this point I’m referring to all Lemmy meme storms as beans.

Not poopin’? That’s a bean.
Moths? That’s a bean.
Beans? Oh you better believe that’s a bean.

Many years ago when we finally sunset out first generation servers, we took them out to a gun range and let the support department have the first shots.

You could take a stab at figuring out what happened to Amalia Earhart, who DB Cooper was, or why Big Foot doesn’t eat at Burger King (but loves Dairy Queen). The big questions of our time.

Years ago I used to sign up for free samples of things (found on a freebees sub) using the name Freema Balczak, because then I’d know if one of them sold my info… but mostly for shits and giggles.

In 1975 Barry Manilow wrote the songs that made the whole world sing, the songs of love and special things.

Once upon a time there were two types of Dairy Queens. Some were just ice cream, but the ones called “Dairy Queen Braizer” sold hot food too. Eventually they all sold hot food.

Spicy food never had an effect on my stomach until one day in my late 30’s. Now there’s a fuzzy threshold where I’m OK, but there’s a limit. A whole serving of my favorite bulgogi is always too much.

I forgot the video for that song is all just clips from 9 1/2 Weeks with random shots of Joe Cocker shoved in to kill the mood. So we should all be reminded of that important aphorism, “it’s all fun and games until some wall street broker pours honey in your vagina.”

It was a joke. I feel like we’re all living Brazil 2.

Holy crap! I just got used to thinking that its been over a year since the blackout… but that shocking realization was a year ago now. Thanks, everyone!

Wait, those weren’t made as a prop for Brazil 2?

Ha, they left out the 2nd N.