Currently on day 197.

Whoops.

I’ve said too much.

When your business model is “fuck your air gap” you can go fuck yourself.

Seriously. What the fucking fuck.

I replaced all the voices in the empire strikes back with my voice and all the faces with my face using ai. It’s kind of janky but it is hands down the best use of AI ever and if you disagree with me you’re wrong.

We just need to invest more into wind mining. The rich untapped wind reserves of the far north Yukon could be a boon to people the world over.

If there’s a hot war between the US and FIFA then I think water polo is likely to be the winner when the fighting stops.

Google should go fuck itself.

Fuck useless pile of shit masquerading as a company. I flush more useful things down the toilet every time I take a shit.

If it works it works

You sure can.

I’ve used calibre in the past.

Yarrrrrr

And her cousin, Anna penguin, the avian consultant.

“Yeah, you fuckin’ with some wet-ass pussy Bring a bucket and a mop for this wet-ass pussy Give me everything you got for this wet-ass pussy”

• Sylvia Plath

No, really?

Fuck you. How dare you? Merlin has to die.

No it was Seveneves, which was a book, and the moon just kind of blow up for some reason.

All the moon does it control the tide.

It’s a barren irradiated, lifeless rock.

Short of blowing it up, to my knowledge there is virtually nothing we could do on said moon that would affect us at all on earth.