This banger from 1980 has been rattling around in my brain for the past week, so I played it for H. (Not the video, just the song.) Her immediate, non-ironic reaction was "Is this the Beatles?"
This banger from 1980 has been rattling around in my brain for the past week, so I played it for H. (Not the video, just the song.) Her immediate, non-ironic reaction was "Is this the Beatles?"
This is all entirely true, except for the "no one is going to read it" part, which is absolutely false: I'm going to read it. I reread things I've written CONSTANTLY. You mean I've organized my thoughts? And I can just refer back to those organized thoughts whenever I want? That's amazing.
Ever since someone pointed out that the store gets to write off whatever I donate at the point of sale (but I don't), it's been a "hell no" from me. Don't guilt me into laundering a corporation's money for them.
"A.l. chatbots contain the sum of all human knowledge."
[mechanic voice] Well, here's your problem
That's been my experience as well. Sorry.
THE PEOPLE MUST KNOW!
Also,
Tell this man he is now only allowed to wear grey overalls and watch how fast he changes his tune.
This woman clearly doesn't understand how fast the rest of us would be telling everyone over there that we didn't vote for him. The fact that she instead is put out by the very question says everything.
It remains exceedingly difficult to make one's way through Ikea without solemnly intoning the name of every item in a cartoonish Swedish accent.
Seems like a weird comment from the literal director of INSIDE OUT!
... says the man who directed INSIDE OUT.
Not angry, screaming in agony.
An all-lady Steve Miller tribute band called Barbara Cadabra.
the page from the CD booklet of TWO ROOMS: CELEBRATING THE SONGS OF ELTON JOHN & BERNIE TAUPIN where SinΓ©ad O'Connor's version of "Sacrifice" is listed, along with the quote "I can't believe no-one did 'Candle In The Wind'."
This is objectively a very funny tribute-album blurb.
It's a small-N problem, but between this and Rosanne Cash's cover of "All Come True," I'm gonna go out on a limb and say that the late-'80s/early-'90s country ladies of Columbia Records really loved their World Party.
Challenge for those who are very confident that books aren't conscious:
I'm no neuroscientist or philosopher, but I'm pretty sure that I can nail this with "1) Well, to start with, it's human."
Some real "Batman could totally kick Superman's ass if he had kryptonite" nonsense.
YouTuber:
"Who would win in a fight, [one type of Minecraft player] or [another type of Minecraft player]?"
[goes on to explain why one player is fundamentally at a disadvantage]
"But what if we even the playing field so that both players are equally good?"
That's... THAT'S NOT THE QUESTION.
HOPPERS = BEAVATAR
Somehow, one of them is going to get Storrowed.
I know that there's a neverending parade of ghouls and assholes ready to keep the nation's bone-grinding machinery churning ever forward. But that doesn't mean we can't take a second to enjoy when one of them publicly eats shit.
"I tried" also being the caption.
(My favorite Straight Dope thought experiment was "What if the Earth was a cube like Bizarro's home planet Htrae, which name the column did not use but I for sure will?")
My second-favorite thought experiment from the Straight Dope boiled down to "What is we had just given the Vietnamese the money instead of using it to kill them?"
Dawg had me at "epistemic chamber."
And his brother was I.R.S., boom zing!
Before the Police broke big, Stewart Copeland used to write to music magazines under assumed names for the purpose of getting letters published praising exciting local drummer Stewart Copeland.