Driving a tractor by myself, when I was a tween. I was driving a tractor before I could reach the clutch, I had to get off the seat and stand to use it, not that there’s much gear-shifting driving a tractor through a field. I had a dirtbike out at the farm as well. Built a little fort in the woods.

Roy Orbison songs. I’m still pretty sad about his death.

Plastic clothes pins that degraded in the sunlight, turned into plastic powder.

Beware of the place named Agitator Appliances, run out of some mad buggers garage.

It’s five and I’m driving home again

It’s hard to believe that it’s my last time

The man on the wireless cries again

“It’s over, it’s over”

It’s late and I’m with my love alone

We drink to forget the coming storm

We love to the sound of our favorite song

Over and over

Dancing, with tears in my eyes

Weeping for the memory of a life gone by

Dancing, with tears in my eyes

Living out a memory of a love that died

Wot’s … video…eh?

If I just say my ex, do I need a whole backstory?

I remember when the Gestapo was real, and when the wall came down.

Nothing, nothing really. I just feel that I need something stronger.

So, a dancing robot on a string, the future attraction at Chuck E Cheese.

I had some plastic clothes-pins that became severely degraded from uv sunlight.

The Six Million Dollar Man. I became fascinated with this show recently, I find it amusing.

WKRP in Cincinnati is pretty funny too.

I was watching some of The Jeffersons episodes recently, it was on for 11 years. It’s a spin-off of All In The Family. Movin’ on up!

In the background of what looks like a Panglossian techno-optimist novel, horrible things are happening. Most of humanity is wiped out, then arbitrarily resurrected in mutilated form by the Vile Offspring. Capitalism eats everything then the logic of competition pushes it so far that merely human entities can no longer compete; we’re a fat, slow-moving, tasty resource – like the dodo. Our narrative perspective, Aineko, is not a talking cat: it’s a vastly superintelligent AI, coolly calculating, that has worked out that human beings are more easily manipulated if they think they’re dealing with a furry toy. The cat body is a sock puppet wielded by an abusive monster.

The planets of the Solar System are dismantled over time to form a Matrioshka brain, a vast solar-powered computational device inhabited by minds inconceivably more advanced and complex than naturally evolved intelligences such as human beings. This proves to be a normal stage in the life-cycle of an inhabited solar system; the galaxies are revealed to be filled with such Matrioshka brains. Intelligent consciousnesses outside of Matrioshka brains may communicate via wormhole networks.

https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Accelerando

The median of a data set is the measure of center that is the middle value when the original data values are arranged in order of increasing (or decreasing) magnitude.

So ppl generally have, say, between 2 and 11 fingers. If those were your only 2 data points, the mean would equal the median, and there is no mode.

The median of a data set is the measure of center that is the middle value when the original data values are arranged in order of increasing (or decreasing) magnitude.

So ppl generally have, say, between 2 and 11 fingers. If those were your only 2 data points, the mean would equal the median, and there is no mode.

The median of a data set is the measure of center that is the middle value when the original data values are arranged in order of increasing (or decreasing) magnitude.

So ppl generally have, say, between 2 and 11 fingers. If those were your only 2 data points, the mean would equal the median, and there is no mode.