I’m so upset. I can’t stop crying.

It’s not the speed, it’s the acceleration that kills you. Or deceleration, if you’re unlucky.

I don’t know. I don’t read Le Monde.

Oh, I didn’t take your post that way. Sorry if mine came across as saying that.

My grandparents were Pentecostal and my mother was raised in the church. She remembered the terror of polio and saw babies die from measles. We were all vaccinated. Having faith doesn’t have to mean rejecting science. If God created everything, he created medicine and gave us doctors. Bunch of grifters out in the world.

Jesus. That Chevy is right up that guy’s ass.

How long before the first Sleepshop opens?

Exactly what I thought. I’d love to sit a young person today in front of that blank blue screen with the blinking cursor. Now, I have to go take my pills before bed.

I’m so sorry this is happening to your family. See if you can find a vet that will come to the house. My little princess died at home alone of heart failure. I was going to take her to the vet that afternoon to be euthanized but didn’t make it home from work in time. I feel guilty that she was all alone when she passed but glad that I didn’t have to stress her with going to the vet. By that time she really hated going to the vet.

Did he give you a dirty look after he saw the result?

Do you think you will elect another Democrat?

How will this work at an enterprise level? I can absolutely say that the company I work for cannot allow that kind of information to be harvested. Our clients would have a conniption. I also can’t see our cyber security insurance covering that.

I’m surprised this was published in Foreign Policy.

Always.

How am I supposed to lose weight if you keep shoving more parts in me?

“It just means that each of us has to get more in tune with what our customers need…”

You don’t care what your customers need. You only care about what you can extract from your customers.

I hear that the Universe might be metastable. So, it could actually drop to a lower fully stable state. This could potentially wipe out existence as we know it. Can’t come too soon.

My perception with artificial sweeteners is that my body knows something is wrong. It tastes sweet but it can’t extract any energy from it.

The Complete Robot

The Open Library has a copy.

There was a short story by Isaac Asimov that had robotic cars on a farm that some old guy salvaged. At the end, they were all honking at each other to communicate. I won’t spoil the story in case anyone wants to read it. It is in The Complete Robot collection. I’ll just say it was creepy.