Joe Thompson
@kensey
That guy in that place who does that thing.
I came here to bring this up but of course it already had been. So I'll just bring up the infamous "mind map of the war in Afghanistan":
E.g. a screenshot of my phone doing this with a photo I just took of a QR code to the slides for my most recent conference talk:
"Hey. Critical deficiency of scritches over here, buddy. You should do something about it." She is rarely as subtle as she believes she is, but never less so than when she wants pets.
Engaging in a little post-Thanksgiving-indulgence indulgence. If you like chocolate with some fire under it, but are tired of that fire always just being cayenne pepper, then have I got the treat for you:
Seen on LinkedIn. I'll just be over here crumbling into dust with my fellow "older workers".
Things are already starting to stack up at Dulles. We're third in line (I think) for this runway, waiting on a park-and-ride pad for airliners.
What's that thing about knowing you're on the right side by who counts you as an enemy?
OK, I know my daily routine is maybe not as exciting as say a NASCAR driver or a fighter pilot, but there's no need for this kind of judgment from a package delivery service.
Somehow that makes me think of the disclaimer at the end of Irwin Allen's _Swarm_:
I'm not saying "I want someone to put a 1300hp 12-cylinder Merlin in a Dodge Demon just to see how fast it'll go before it explodes", but I'm not *not* saying that.
Are the little 2- and 3-person bands playing the Little Italy Mercado the very best bands I've ever seen? No. Are they plenty good enough to be enjoyable, making the market a little more fun, and obviously having fun themselves? Yes on all three counts.
"I am AI the Great and Powerful! Pay no attention to that podcaster behind the curtain!"
This little stripey lizard and I just chilled out with each other for a couple of minutes.
Well, this is the darndest library grounds *I* ever saw. Huntington Library in Pasadena.