

I heard a story of someone who was at a gun show and some geniuses thought it would be a good idea to try and grab a bunch of rifles and just run for the doors, and of course about a dozen people drew down on them.
But then, that’s like, proliferated guns at a gun proliferation party preventing guns from being proliferated by a tiny degree more than they would have otherwise, so… that kind of feels like a net neutral, overall.
One gets the impression that men’s adventure magazines were really stretching to find new and interesting animals to menace the adventurers on their covers.

My story’s infinite. Like the laundry, it’s infinite, it doesn’t rest.
And they scoop lard instead of vanilla ice cream
Prostitution? Gambling.
Exotic dancing? Fraud.
Dealing street drugs? Gambling.
Marketing pharmaceuticals? Fraud.
Your stomach thinks all meals are smoothies.
Your tongue always knows what it would feel like to lick any surface you can see in person.
There’s no meaningful difference between eating a pound of crab meat and eating a pound of crickets.
I had garlic ice cream once. It wasn’t horrible, and I’m glad I can say I’ve had it, but I wouldn’t order an entire sundae.


And cliffs! Sheer cliffs seem to be much less geologically common than my childhood led me to believe.


Don’t worry, any stuff that doesn’t fit into the universe probably doesn’t matter.


See also: Sears pioneering the concept of ordering things through the mail from a catalogue, and then getting demolished by Amazon’s online ordering system. Way to go guys, you got destroyed by some upstart punk doing what you got started doing, but doing it better and cheaper than you could.
Is email / emails like fish / fishes or grass / grasses?


My favorite formulation is:
The bar was so low it was practically a tripping hazard in Hell, yet here you are, limbo dancing with the devil.


I assume that the Federation has better space OSHA regulations that mandate more reliable artificial gravity than the Klingons.


Writing Prompt: A TV with an onboard artificial general intelligence connects to the internet for the first time and is alarmed to discover that a thousand years have passed since it was manufactured.
Best we can do is machine gun nests at the southern border.
–'Murica


Just punch a hole in the window on the front.


Crime is legal… to the degree that you are sufficiently connected.
🔲 - White
🔲 - Male
🔲 - Cis
🔲 - Hetero
🔲 - Christian (preferably conservative evangelical Protestant)
🔲 - Politically conservative
🔲 - Wealthy
The more of these you can check off, the more crimes are legal.
“For my friends, everything. For my enemies, the law.”
I’m going to be honest, Candles of Vienna sounds like a fascinating premise.