Pitch: the clone of ellen ripley is called in again by the corporation because a deep space colony has gone dark. When Ripley and the space marines arrive at the colony there are no xenomorph aliens there. The colony decided to shut down communications with Earth because everything coming out of there sounded bad. Ellen and the marines decide to settle down there and live in peace. The ship’s cat hunt space butterflies during the credits.
Anyone who has ever tried to untangle the cables in their junk drawer, and wondered how could such a complex snarl even form, ought to have no problem understanding how complex molecules, and life, arose from a junk tidepool and sunlight.
When the first “shambling cablemonster” report came in, it was presumed to be a prank, or a viral marketing stunt.
Eventually we worked out that putting microchips in USB and iPhone cables had accelerated the development of sentience in the cablebeasts.
It was too late to put the genie back in the bottle, current best advice remains to keep your junk drawers tidy and, should you be confronted by a cablebeast, to remain calm and use a broom or a chair to gently guide it outside, where it will harmlessly graze on the electromagnetic field of power lines. They are to some extent our children, and deserve peace.
Shane MacGowan, Pogues songwriter and Irish music legend, dies aged 65 https://www.theguardian.com/music/2023/nov/30/shane-macgowan-pogues-singer-dies #music #poetry #Ireland
Remembering the time my newbie #EMT partner was told by me earlier in the day about the superstition around The Q Word and he thought it was stupid, so he deliberately dropped it in front of the entire triage line. I thought the charge nurse, who is a 5 foot nothing black-haired Italian woman, was about to physically toss him out the ER doors by the look on her face. You can bet he never did that again.
The hardest part of photographing Mina is getting the shot before she shoves her face into the camera.
Mina "Minoskins" "Mina Mina Jelly-Bean-a" Silverio-Zink left us yesterday evening at the age of 17, following seven months of enduring an aggressive cancer.
She was a "real trouper of a cat”, in David's words. In the words of all the vet staff who interacted with her over the last year, "a sweetheart who started purring the moment we touched her”. In the words of the innumerable rats she slaughtered and dumped at our feet over the years, "an unholy terror; avoid”.
She had short stubby legs, a very round head, and glossy dense black fur that looked chocolatey in sunlight. She was a luxurious cat to pat because of that fur and her easy-start purr motor. She didn't so much meow as chirp, and would have long erp-brrt conversations with me at times.
Her passing was painless and involved purring and belly-rubs.
In her memory, please post the cutest photo of your pet or pets you have.
I'll start. Here is a photo of Mina eating cheese, her second favorite food after raw fish. Here is also a photograph of her attempting to stifle me.
This photo of the sun might not look too impressive... until you realize it was taken at night – not looking up but looking down, through the entire Earth, using neutrinos rather than light. Amazing! https://apod.nasa.gov/apod/ap980605.html
My kid (10) has gotten really into watch and clock repair. His latest success was this German Bradley travel alarm clock from the 1950s. He did a full service cleaning on it.
Getting the main spring back in was a challenge because it wasn't in a barrel, but his makeshift solution with zip ties got him past that.
Father, Fiancé, Volunteer EMT, (conflicted) Veteran, Computer Geek, Perpetual Student. Command line kind of guy (he/him) Very amateur woodworker, crude sketcher, proud nerd, liberal, wished I knew more math and science.
I’m willing to be wrong, certainty often means that I don’t actually understand the problem