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I submit that I cannot be debauched until I've been bauched at least once.

There probably should be. It would be like one of those magical shops selling incomprehensible trinkets only to particular destined customers.

Across the way, the Shadow store has basically every monkey's paw imaginable available at discounts like you wouldn't believe. Mister Morden has some great deals Just For You.

The sign just says "What do you want?"

(Dammit, this fanfic needs to be written.)

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So, I just got hold of the Zocalo sourcebook for the old Babylon 5 RPG.

I am somehow amused that it goes to the trouble of pointing out that there are no Vorlon-operated stores anywhere.

Happy “circulatory system walking through the kitchen” day to all who celebrate.

Regardless of your underlying views, if you ever find yourself unironically thinking "to stop fascism, we obviously need strict state-controlled censorship", please put the brain down and don't attempt to think again.

I've got 99 problems, and the inability of Starcraft II to load save files if your home directory is on a network share is definitely one of them.

The Earth King has invited me to Lake Laogai. I may be some time.

SpaceX is talking about variants of the Starship for different missions--cargo, passenger, tanker, lunar lander.

What we really need down the line is a Starship version of the Traveller modular cutter, so you can show up with your module and have it launched.

I'm listening to the audiobook of The Martian. Just SpaceX's capability now totally trashes the plot.

"Sure, we'll bump StarLink launches to do an extra Falcon Heavy. And we'll schedule a back up Falcon Heavy in case there's a problem. Watney will get all the food he needs."

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The difference in medical student performance when graphed by Kinsey score implies that you should, under no circumstances, be heterodox.

Having been demolishing things again now the weather has turned, I find myself wondering if pry bars also serve as a universal permission, in the same fashion as patch cables, when accompanied by a sufficiently done-with-this-shit expression.

...what if I had both?

Today I learned that UN food standards are published as the Codex Alimentarius, which really sounds like something that came out of the Vatican or WH40K.

Still, I applaud their commitment to a proper language.

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