

…anchor baby, too: brought along his uncle, his cousins, his dog, his monkey, his robot…
…anchor baby, too: brought along his uncle, his cousins, his dog, his monkey, his robot…
…i try to leave enough space not to touch bumpers when the front car’s suspension rocks back under acceleration…
…i tried to live with public transit in marin county: just commuting to my job was three hours each way, with a very narrow window of opportunity for walking to a grocer at my transfer hub and no recourse on nights when i had to work late…
…that’s the thing with autonomous world-machines: no easy target and their amorality fosters an insidiously pervasive sort of evil…moustache-twirling balls-out cartoon fascists foster the hope that upon their oblivion, good will rightfully inherit the earth, although history seldom supports that thesis…
…at a quick glance-scan, i though that third row under gen X read ‘starfleet’: did a double-take and was disappointed…
…i was thinking bathtub cheese but that’ll do…
…yeah, the first thing coming off are those shoes + pants…
…where all the women are strong, all the men are good-looking, and all the children are above-average…
…hot tub time machine; absurdly better film than its pitch had any right to be…
…i did not but i’d rather not traffic user-hostile sites, regardless…
…unfortunately they’re rife with oppressively disruptive advertising these days; just not worth reading anymore and my battery life agrees…
…nah man, i’m here for casual conversation; nothing at all shameful about honest ignorance, only willful ignorance…
…because it’s a plainly ignorant statement akin to “i don’t like french music”: do you just dislike music malt whisky?..that’s a fair statement, but one which would apply to all malt whiskies regardless of nation of origin, as there’s no unifying style distinguishing scotch in particular…
…conversely, if you don’t mind other malt whiskies but dislike something specific about scotch, that’s indicative of narrow experience coloring your expectation of a vast ecology of styles and expressions which have little in common other than being based on barley, water, distillation, and age…
…“i don’t like scotch” is a common statement from folks who’ve only sampled peated malts; your listerine comment sounds like medicinal peat notes, which are a divisive style…
…i generally prefer windows open to the world but i’ll concede that it’s niiiiice, though: i never sleep better than nestled underneath a blasting window-box on a hot summer night…
…‘scotch’ encompasses such a vast diversity of spirits that i presume anyone who blanket-dislikes it either 1) doesn’t like malt whisky in general, fair enough, or 2) mis-apprehends a specific style as endemic to scotch whisky as a whole…
…the latter folks typically dislike peated malts, often after sampling bottom-shelf blends…
…i went to school in the tropics without air conditioning, neither in the classrooms nor dormitories, and it still feels like self-indulgent opulence to me every time i come home to air conditioning, even four decades later…
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…i prefer wall-eyed stereograms because cross-eyed orientation makes the picture look tiny…