My parents in the middle of hurricane Helene.
My parents in the middle of hurricane Helene.
No, no, no…Death is…not. Death isn’t. You take my meaning. Death is the ultimate negative. Not being. You can’t not-be on a boat.
(Apropos user name!)
Rosencrantz and Guildenstern are Dead
I’m an extrovert. That’s not the problem. This is social bullying. Please don’t frame this as “extrovert” behavior. This is reprehensible social interaction. As an extrovert I would NEVER talk about personal experiences at work. I would NEVER ask anyone to participate in my conversations unless they clearly wanted to. Stop conflating extroversion with bullying.
Sheep intestine condoms ftw!
/s
Seeing the texture of brushstrokes adds so much depth too.
So anyway, here’s Wonderwall…
More of a spy novel series, but the Charlie Muffin books by Brian Freemantle.
That’s small?
Is this just fantasy…?
Vaguely reminiscent of The Stacks in Ready Player One.
It may encourage others to try it.
Worked fine for me. Wasn’t paywalled.
Yeah, the time change always messes me up more than I think it should. I wish we would just stop it altogether.
Not anymore. Used to have both and deleted them as data mining and mishandling became more prevalent as the user experience declined. Now I’m only on Lemmy and barely on LinkedIn.
I decided to watch Arrival tonight. It’s great so far! I’m glad they captured the sense of awe and uncertainty well. I’m about halfway through (intermission now - taking a snack break).
This is making me want to go back and read them again. They seem like the kind of stories I might get even more out of the second time around.
“Liking What You See: A Documentary” really stuck with me. I think about it a lot when I see what people have done to themselves due to Hollywood, marketing, beauty industry, instagram, TikTok, etc.
Yes, I read it as part of a collection of his short stories. I enjoyed the philosophical conundrums in all of them.
Last I heard water had flooded the first floor entirely. Their power went out about six hours ago. They’re in their 80s and stubborn as hell. Hopefully I’ll get an update from them tomorrow. Parents. sigh