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Nidhogg, the World-Devourer. Lost Carcosa. Hastur the Unspeakable.

…where all the women are strong, all the men are good-looking, and all the children are above-average…

…you know, now that i’m really thinking about it, there may be a token 12"x18" privacy screen set on the table between displays, but it doesn’t impede adjacent displays from your field of view at all: it’s more about the suggestion of privacy than actual functionality…

…here we just have touchscreen kiosks set side-by-side along open tables, no privacy other than the LCD field-of-view…

…apprehensible?..well, like, yeah: folks’ve had internet-girlfriends since way back when paper-mail pen pals were a thing…

…tildes reminds me a bit of usenet culture before the eternal september…

…oooh, he was in amos + andrew, right?..

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…i disassembled the factory radio in my 1990 geo prizm and soldered an auxilliary cable onto the pre-amplification stage traces; it worked pretty well suspending a portable CD player from the rearview mirror for shock protection back in the days before memory buffers were a thing, even better with those little vinyl bands installed around the disc edge for additional gyroscopic stability…

…i shop women’s shoes when i can; they generally offer a much wider selection…

…i always use my signals to unambiguously communicate intent; the only time i’ve been embarrassed is after carrying that habit onto the track, but it’s tough to break…

…my wife uses her signals to ask permission, which i feel can cause confusion, but she feels the same way about me…

…sleeve of saltines and a block of grated cheddar were my go-to lunch as a kid; no regrets…

(these days i’m more into triscuits and cheddar slices, the pricey aged cheeses rather than big orange store-brand bricks)

…when i turned thirty, i was a grownup, and people started treating me like one: grownups are f*cking old and their lives are over…

…here’s the thing most folks don’t realise: as a metropolitan area, austin skews far more conservative than san antonio…

_{(we actually meet in the basement of the alamo)}

As a European, the whole registering to vote thing is honestly one of the wildest parts of the US elections to me. It’s so unnecessary complicated and prone to errors/manipulation.

…what the electorate consider a bug the politicians consider a feature…

…i don’t know that i shouldn’t’ve seen it, but the 1978 invasion of the body snatchers was my introduction to existential horror at the ripe age of seven years…

…what shouldn’t i have seen?..about a year earlier, a family friend handed-down a big brown grocery bag stacked to the rim with pre-code EC horror comics: that was some teeth-gnashingly gruesome stuff…

…we have a couple of industrial fans but the sound’s not quite right by comparison to cross-flow impellers…

…at some level i secretly suspect that sleeping under omnipresent white noise has only made my tinnitus worse over time, but that could also be a natural consequence of my ears aging-out…

(could also come from driving a convertible at speed while blasting music on a three-hour commute every day, if i’m honest)

…white noise drowns out the ringing in my ears and calms the voices in my head…