I don’t suppose you are in the market for a jacket?
Not if it smells of Hugh Hefner.
From what I’ve seen, I doubt you’ll find one of those here.
And you’ve plenty of help around, rely on that.
And there’s Tim.
(He made me add that bit, bless him, he’s just trying to help).
Sorry to respond to this twice, but I have confirmed empirically that a new discourse instance can be set up (manually) in an hour or so. To be fair, I already had a domain and email service, so add a little time for that. I’m sure it could be speedrun in less than an hour with some appropriate route planning.
ok every @#$! clock set back one hour. couldn’t we stop doing this? (“Well there is legislation to accomplish that, but because it has to go to the House of Representatives…” @#$!)
But is there such a thing as a non-Euclidean smoking jacket?
That is not dead which can eternal lie
and in strange lounging clothes, fashion never dies
Party like they’re shuttering w3c.org !
…huh, can’t find any about the planet where people use stairs to generate power for the UFO stopping much.
Yay!
Yeah there’s a lot of circadian hate going around (headlights these days, house lighting for super confusing fell elements on when it is you’re really holding a dinner party, park lighting that’s 5900 K in color remp.) I dunno, there could be orbital transfer stuff where changing your clock around instead of looking for the one sun in your solar system and when the body of your Dyson Sphere is going to be providing shade checks out. Just make all the legislation outperform the killer web demos with friendly controls on the graphics and it won’t be so tempting to be the Squirrel and Goat Story Provider (c.f. Acting City Animal Health Mugudugu and Kidnapping Pets Talentlessly) to Rest of World.
Take a bow (tie), you lot.
I just don’t have a need for this much daylight just yet today.
What a crazy week it’s been.
i wonder if someone had to unplug Flossi to export them here, or some other how decouple them from the mainframe.
it is always a nice surprise to find a random bit of surrealism in our comments!
Scene: In the darkened living room, Cthulhu finally settles down after a long day of dealing with the neighbor’s shenanigans. Goblet of brandy at appendage, a flame lights, and a long exhale emits.
Nyarlathotep suddenly enters, frantically waving… uh, whatever those are.
Nyarlathotep: “Iä! Iä! No cigar on futon!!!”
Focus on Cthulhu, fade to black while audience loses sanity.
(Sorry, it got stuck in my head this morning, had to get it out)