Lain Hughes

“Wait…going inside was an option?” -William Henry Harrison

Just heard a promo in which a cruise company said that trips on their boats provided an “immersive experience.” Uh, no thanks.

Today is the anniversary of the iPhone’s public announcement in 2007. Like most 18-year-olds, the iPhone alternates between being inspiring and exasperating.

In case modern society totally collapses, I’m ready. I’ve gathered all the information I’ll need and have it here on this USB stick.

I know Mumblety-peg is a game, but it’d also be a hell of a name for a pirate.

And now back to the Adrian Dittman/John Barron Comedy Hour!!

Save this to your photo roll and then throughout the year, when you’re feeling down, cheer yourself with some friendly-if-stilted reassurance from Superman himself.

I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again: I love repetition.

Merry Christmas to all, but remember to be safe & check for Nexus illusions Ask: -Did I have this family before today? -Has an old friend suddenly materialized? -Is she on a carousel, which also just manifested in my living room? Be Nexus-aware! (Oh and fireproof your barn)

The ghost of John Tower is rattling his chains.

Comic books have a lot of long-running characters, but the description is funniest when applied to The Flash.

Any algorithm that suggests I might want to follow Bill Maher should not be put in charge of anything.

I fear a farfalle.

For a long time, I thought I could stop making oblique 80s references whenever I wanted to, but now I fear I can’t go back. I’ve crossed a kind of Rubikon.

There’s a point in Return of the Jedi where I swear the great Ian McDiarmid mispronounces the word “sentry” and calls Endor “the century moon,” and I find it endearing. It humanizes Palpatine like when George W. Bush would mispronounce “nuclear.”

Aw, man, I really respected Steve Rogers, too.