Saturday: The good news is, I didn't die in a nuclear explosion.

Which, you know, is a good thing.  I woke up, visited with my favorite tsundere squirrel:

He was fine.

 We made tarts:

They were delish.

And then I checked Twitter to discover that they accidentally issued an incoming missile warning, and a bunch of people freaked out, and then they cancelled it because it was a mistake, and a lot of people were angry, and I slept through the whole thing.

So if I don't send out a "Guess I'm dying in a huge nuclear explosion. #fml" tweet with the sad Pikachu gif, then I slept through being blown up.

This one.

Anyway, then I went to Punchbowl.

See?  Not blown up.

I just wanted to make a fancy fisheye thing.

And then pizza time.

Because pizza time is always good.

• The news story about how we didn't die.
• A cool Japanese memo pad thing.
• Squirrel surprise!

Sunday: I had a plan, and then spent an hour an a half wasting time before acting on it.

I finally got my car washed.  I thought "everybody will be doing something at the middle of the afternoon."  They were.  Getting car washes.

It was kind of a constant line the entire time I was there.

 But at least my car is slightly cleaner.  Then, late lunch.

I felt like getting something new, so French dip.

I also got m&c to have for dinner.  It was good, and tasted like they'd added garlic/the breadcrumb topping was made with garlicy bread.  Better than usual.

The gym had space as well.

So Gyarados.

Who's still there.

• I don't know enough about Spanish politics.  Reading up indicates they have an odd government structure.  It sounds like the problem is that Catalonia is basically a "California", and they don't like that they pay more in taxes than receive in benefits.  My understanding is that the Spanish government should have just ignored the process, and when it was over, declared it void, and avoided all the violence and bad publicity.
• I've been a bit less enthused about this season of R&M, but I did like this episode.  It felt more like a more grown up version of season 1.
• Angry water.

Sunday: Hiking is tricky.

The plan for today was to climb Diamond Head.  This is not as simple as it should be.  There really isn't sufficient parking there, so they just stop admitting people to the park.  We tried to get in, but were turned around.  We decided to try and kill some time by driving around the outside.

Where we stopped to take some pictures at a nice overlook, and where some jackass got upset because we were standing in a location that blocked his view of "the surfers," all of which were little more than tiny dots on the ocean below.  Get a better hobby than "spying on people from my car like some kind of freak" jackass.

Anyway, the second attempt was no more successful, so the real advice isn't "get there early so you can hike before the sun rises too much and makes it hot" it's "get there early because otherwise you won't be able to hike at all."  I don't remember this much trouble the last time I tried to hike it, but maybe that was a weekday.

Alternate plan: Makapu'u Point Lighthouse Trail.  It was also crazy busy with no place to park.  Except for the one open space that suddenly appeared after we skipped around a Nissan that was stalking some imaginary space.  It seemed like this would work out, even though the breeze is a bit inconsistent on the trail.

But there is a nice view that I should make a mosaic of.

However, there are no restrooms anywhere, so when that became an issue, we decided to cut the hike short (apparently it's only 1.5 miles roundtrip, but since it's mostly all uphill, it seems worse).  The next stop: Costco.

Which really is a good place to stop while on vacation.  They sell local stuff at Costco prices, and although the checkout is always busy, they have pretty decent pizza you can have for lunch.  Solves many problems at once.

Then more beach time in the afternoon, most of which I didn't take pictures of, not even when Ramona met three Japanese grandmothers in the ocean, and began to talk and splash with them, despite not knowing a mutual language.

The sun was a bit excessive today, as there were no mitigating clouds.  One result of this was a desire to be lazy and not drive very far for dinner.  Since there's an Eggs and Things on the next block over from the hotel, this wasn't too hard to do.

Kalbi and eggs.  I still don't really like eggs.  The kalbi was good, though.

And a nice sunset.

 Followed by a bit more Pokemon.

I found a Pineco.

And hatched a Larvitar.

Stuck my on-brand Cloyster into the gym we defeated.

And then fought a Xatu that wouldn't give up and stay in the ball.

Unfortunately this is their last night here, and after the hectic days before, it was good to have one that was somewhat more focused on relaxing.  Let's see how much we can stick into the last few hours tomorrow.






Since we had planned on hiking today, I froze four bottles of water overnight, and planned to use them as after-hike drinks, as well as keeping other things that shouldn't be frozen cold.  I took one of my canvas shopping bags, lined the bottom with a towel, put in all the stuff to keep cold, and then covered it with a second towel.  I assumed this would stay cool for the hike, but didn't think it'd last much longer than that.

When I got home tonight, three of the bottles still had significant chunks of ice in them.  That means that over the course of about 13 hours, there wasn't enough energy transfer from the outside to my trunk and then into the "cooler" I'd made.  A bottle of water contains 500 ml, so 500g, which requires 166500 J of energy to melt (ignoring temperature changes within a given state).  This works out to an energy transfer of about 3.5 W.  I was unable to find a useful table to compare this to before giving up on writing more of this post. 

Friday: Solving problems.

Problem 1: It turns out I had poor data sampling in one thing, resulting in a bunch of low signal-to-noise points corrupting a lot of measurements.  Culling those down to a more reasonable number helps a lot.  It also allows me to see that for one population of points, the comparison paper is probably wrong.

Problem 2: The annoying problem that is supposed to be solved by an eight year old program (that doesn't work anymore because it hasn't been used in eight years) is probably not as hard as I initially thought.  Because the distortion solution I want probably has to be continuous (and differentiable), I can probably write something reasonably quick to do iterative solutions starting from the center of the frame and working outwards.

Also, there's a tropical storm coming this weekend, so it's probably going to be impossible to do any shopping until it's over, because everyone panic buys and then the storm turns out to not be a big deal.

This screenshot is relevant when you read the links.

• Pokemon
• People are installing Magikarps in gyms they take over.
• This would be my plan as well, but I never seem to get Magikarps.
• It is possible to hatch eggs using nothing by the power of inaccurate GPS.  I proved that this evening by sitting on my couch while my trainer ran all over the neighborhood.  I got a Spearow, though, not Onix.
• Gastly.
• This is definitely worth clicking on, given the horror of the second image.
• I don't like the game that much.
• Raticate.
• Not Pokemon, which today is apparently "Russia" and "how fucking stupid Wikileaks is."
• Donald Trump is working with people who have a strong interest in Russia.  Why this doesn't disqualify him in the eyes of his lunatic supports is less clear.
• This is a bit more speculative, so I don't fully buy it, but this quote sums up my thoughts, "The leaks really only hit Western countries. You mean to tell me that 1.7 million documents were obtained from an intelligence agency, and there was no dirt on the Russians or Chinese? Come on."  Yeah.  Wikileaks is clearly not doing what they claim.  They're selectively publishing things to further some nebulous goal of their delusional rapist leader.  Allegedly.
• And today they decided they're going to "expose" the DNC, and successfully dumped a bunch of credit card and social security numbers.  Great job, guys.  Way to "fight for freedom" and "transparency" on the same side as a fucking fascist and a murdering dictator.  Allegedly.

Wednesday: And that's why you don't ask me how I'm doing.

"How are you doing?"

"Meh."

"You could just say fine!"

"I wish I could ignite the atmosphere and incinerate the planet."

Also I looked at posters and found one from North Korea.

• Elephant.
• Bear.
• Train-station-cats.

Monday: It's clear to me that this thing is just far too complicated for me to keep in entirely in my head.

Woo for developing something crazy confusing.  I'm pretty sure this is why robot rebellions happen.  Somebody has to design the whole thing, but they forget to check that $kill_all_humans is set to 'false'.  I mean, there are just too many variables to remember.

I don't seem to have an image for "robot rebellion."  Have "owl rebellion" instead.

• I was going to say "how crappy of a pop-culture writer do you have to be to screw things up like this?", but I then went to see how hard it actually is to identify this as Bee and Puppycat stuff, assuming you don't know that it is.  It's hard.  I could find no permutation of the set of words [cat kitten sword robot space pink white bumblebee bee helmet] that returned a B&PC result on google images.  Part of the problem is that this fucker has been nailing down merchandising for forty fucking years.  I also suspect that all B&PC stuff uses "puppycat" universally, which is not something someone who knows nothing about it is going to search for.  Still, ask around and see if someone else knows who they are.
• I like this comic.  It presents every day situations that everyone deals with, but does it in a soothing calming manner without all the flash and drama that a lot of other comics pile on.  Just a simple package, and the results of opening it.
• Bill Shuster is a dickbag, and this isn't going to do anything.  No one goes, "man, if only flights were cheaper, I'd fly everywhere!"  People decide they're taking a trip, and then want to buy the cheapest one that fits their criteria.  That's the final price.  The main problem is that everything else splits out the sales tax, so there's this idea that it's something unusual.  No.  You can't buy product X at price Y-T.  That's not an option.  Therefore, you pay Y, which is the only price you should be concerned with.  No other prices should be apparent.  I don't buy things by going to the store, finding the wholesale price printed on the shelf, and then take it to the counter where they add the workers fee, the building fee, the electricity fee, the finance fees, the overhead fees, and then the sales tax.
• This is something that I only vaguely remember the details behind.  Gas company Y was doing well, the government froze the company for reasons, Y largely falls apart due to the freeze, and the parts are sold to company R, which is kind of owned by the government.  Plus they threw a bunch of people into jail, blah blah blah.  Now there's a $51.5e9 judgement that company Y probably didn't deserve to be looted by the government.  So, yay! Justice!  Delayed and probably unenforable Justice!  The most depressing of all Justices!
• Except Aquaman.
• Except BatB Aquaman (this is the same link as the previous point, but you have to get down to the happy-smiley Aquaman).
• Today I learned that shopping carts in the UK and Australia have locks on them, and you have to put a coin in the slot to unlock the cart from the rest of the carts, and then when you're done, relocking the cart to its friends allows you to get your cart back.  I suspect it's less a theft deterrent (because if I could get a shopping cart for a pound, I'd be thinking up things I want to move around at home), and more a way to eliminate the cart-guy going out to salvage used carts and bringing them back to the store.

Tuesday: Supercomputing is Superhard.

Except that fucking "mkdir" sucks up like 15-45 minutes, and that causes the control robot to shut everything down because I only asked for a 60 minute allocation.

"Seriously, WTF, Dave?"

• I think one big difference between this and the Iraq war thing is that instead of trying to be sneaky and do it all hidden like, the US just flat out said, "we're going to go fuck shit up, brb."  Plus, there's at least the cover story of "bringing democracy."
• Hey annoying anti-smoking commercials! You don't need to be so loud and annoying. Just FYI.
• Misty.
• Remember that 2048 game from a few days ago?  Here's Doge2048.  My high here is 15706.

Thursday: Why do I only ever have like 99 things or zero things?

Today is a zero thing day.

Here. Let's go with this.  WTF?  "Hold on, tiny dogs representing France and Belgium nipping at the heels of, let's say, The Kaiser.  Wait, you mean to tell me Willy did have that ridiculous mustache?  I just thought that was some editorial exaggeration.  Anyway, I will add my own tiny dog representation to the fight, where we can slog on for four years.  I'm totally sure we won't completely destabilize all of Europe and set the groundwork for seventy years of various levels of worldwide conflict.  I'm totally sure of that last one."

• Sad cat.
• Fuck this.
• Why does this even exist?  One of the TVs at my parents' house has this, and watching Indiana Jones on it at Christmas was super weird.
• Fuck you, Time Warner Cable.

Monday: Tokyo Day 3

Yesterday started with an earthquake, and still wasn't as problematic as today.  The weather claimed it was likely to rain, so I figured today wouldn't be the best day for the Tokyo Skytree, and instead set out to look at the Imperial Palace grounds.

Tokyo station.

Part of the palace from the other side of the moat.

Which has fish.

Unfortunately, I made the big mistake of visiting Tokyo: assuming things are open on Mondays.

 I don't know why Monday is the day that everything is closed, but like everything is closed.  All the museums in the area, all the other stuff I thought of doing, everything.

There's a guard on the palace side of this bridge.  He's there to tell you that everything is closed.  Everything.

 So, backup plan.

Yasukuni shrine.

You can go read news stories if you're not familiar, but I kind of wanted to visit to see for myself what it's like.

Basically, "we know you're angry, but try not to be a dick about it on the grounds of the shrine."

Really a nice looking place.

The outside is largely the same as Meiji, with the torii and gates and traditional looking buildings and all.  This was pretty much what I had expected, and thought this would be a quick trip. However, there's also a museum there that took about two hours to go through.

I'll be the first to admit that my east Asian history isn't that great for the period of about "all of history, except maybe the conquests of Genghis Khan, but not even that much there, I guess."  Still, the history presented at the shrine didn't seem overwhelmingly revisionist.  I'm pretty sure that the "Korea and Manchuria invited us, and we kind of stayed a while" bits are a stretch, and the "we totally had to go to war because the US stopped trading with us," is also really only a fully valid argument if you accept that taking colonies is the best way to run an economy.  In any case, having a large sample of translated first-hand documents (mostly letters home) adds an aspect to the history that isn't really visible in most books.

The signs all over said not to take pictures, but this is a tank, and I don't think a quick photo is going to hurt it.  Plus, I wanted to have something to show from inside.

Anyway, after wandering around trying to find a train station (due to my mistaken thought that my new train pass only worked on JR lines, and not all Tokyo trains), I took a train originally heading back for Tokyo station, so I could find a bus to the Skytree (since it was clear and sunny at Yasukuni).

That's how I stumbled on Akihabara.

But then the sky opened up and dumped a bunch of rain on everything.

 So, plan rewrite number four, back to Skytree.

Skytree!

Skytree!

Ok, so here's the secret: The Skytree is a scam, don't bother.  

First, if you didn't plan ahead and buy tickets online, you're pretty much out of luck.  I showed up, expecting it'd be like the CN tower, or Taipei 101, or pretty much any tower I've been to before.  You show up, buy a ticket, elevator up, look around, realize it's pretty much like a regular building, but higher, and then go home.  Here's how I understood the Skytree system for people who show up:

1. You're given a color coded time-card, that tells you when you'll be allowed to go up to the top.  Ok, sure.  My time was two hours in the future from when I arrived.  Crap.
2. After that time elapses, you take your color coded card and stand in a line.  This line organizes people for the trip at that time.
3. Once you've made it through that line, you enter the ticket area, where you stand in a different line to buy a ticket to the top.
4. You then stand in the elevator line to wait to go up to the top.

So I had two hours to kill.  Time for dinner, I guess.

Cabbage salad with yuzu or sesame dressings (off frame to the right).

Miso soup.  Akai miso instead of the standard shiro miso.  Instead of tofu, this had tiny mushrooms (nameko?) in it.

Katsu combination.  Tonkatsu, giant shrimp, crab/cream cheese croquette.

 That's almost an hour down, I guess I can look around the thousand stores they had there.  Here is where you realize things are a scam.  By setting the trip times two hours advanced from the current time, they guarantee you have nothing to do but wander around and shop.  Luckily, a lot of stores sold things I have no interest in (women's clothes) or things I have no reason to buy here (kitchen stuff).

Or were run by demon bears.

"ComE! Byuy! GoRge ON pRicES!"

I think I've mentioned that it's Christmas season here.

Complete with Angry Eye Snowman as Statue of Liberty Christmas.  I have no idea what you're trying to do here, Japan.  I'm pretty sure it isn't working, though.

Lights.

 This is where you're probably expecting pictures from the top of the Skytree, right?  Nope.  I played the Item 1 part correctly, even though that line was outside in the ~45 degree air, with strong winds (~20 mph).  That second fact was the problem.  They don't run the elevators when the wind is that high, so they were handing out notes to allow people to come back within 30 days to try again.  I didn't grab one, as I don't think that's going to fit into my schedule for tomorrow.

That schedule: Palace museums and Akihabara.

I went home at this point, as my feet really hurt.  There's a Skytree station on the subway line, and after looking appropriately confused for a minute or so, an English speaking station info worker came over and helped me find my way home.  She was the one who told me my Suica worked everywhere, not just on JR lines.

Transit card.  And yes, that is a Hello Kitty chapstick thing.  It was the same price as the no-name ones, and since this is the 99th trip in a row I've gone on without chapstick, only to be forced to buy one when my lips catch fire, I figured I might as well get the fancy one.  It's not much of a deal, as it has a tiny thing inside the cake outer case.

This is not lemonade.  If you're buying drinks, and think "oh, lemonade would be great," don't get this.  After investigating when I discovered "wtf, this isn't lemonade," I came to the conclusion it's some sort of malt/fake-beer/lemon flavored thing.  The 6% should have tipped me off in the store.

Tuesday: teddiursa

Yes, that tiny little box that I've stuck to the side of the tv stand is a proper full computer.  I'm reasonably sure that it'll be a perfectly valid replacement for kadatheron.  I'm still getting things set up on it, but I haven't run into any major issues yet.  It knows the network, it's crossmounted giant disks across the network, it can see and use the webcam, and it displays to the television with only minor glitches (I'm pretty sure that HDMI-1 on my tv is broken).

I think the hardest question I've had to confront is what to name it.  Kadatheron could be followed up with anything from the set of {thraa, ilarnek, sarnath}, but those are all kind of bad names (the reason I chose kadatheron in the first place).  That suggested taking a new path.  I'm planning on using it to monitor a bunch of things automatically, and have low-level AI attempt to diagnose and notify me of any issues.  This led to the idea of tachikoma, but I already used that name for a laptop (which doesn't really exclude it, as that laptop has been dead for years).  Even though I'm pretty sure they're etymologically distinct, that led me to 熊 pronounced kuma or "bear."  Next on the logic train was the realization that if this works well, I may end up buying more, so it'd be good to have a large supply of assignable names.

Of course, the largest supply of assignable names is Pokemon, so I went with teddiursa, partially because it's cute.

And as a side note, here's the CDF for when I post things to my blog.  I've plotted both the raw times as well as a folded set of times, where posts before 6AM have been appended to the previous day as hours 24-30.  Like today's post is going to end up being because I was busy this evening and didn't get things done on time.

Note how the 50% point is something like 9:30 PM HST.

• Raspberry pi troubleshooting page.
• Squirrel.
• Brock.
• The Largo is very good.
• Side complaint: I was listening to this as part of a giant "99 classical songs for $1!" thing from amazon.  For the album this is on, I have 91 tracks.  For another, 67.  WTF, amazon?  The support response I got was "here's a coupon for the price you paid so you can try buying it again."  Of course, it's now $7, so the $1 coupon doesn't fix things.  I think this boils down to the fact that I'm annoyed that the amazon computers have stolen 40 songs from me of total value $0.40404.  Computers are supposed to be reliable, especially when you have to transfer the music files from your magic mp3 vault to the section of the magic mp3 vault that you've assigned to me as my "cloud player."
• I want to play the game and then get immediately bored, but it doesn't start until the 25th.
• “I fixed the problem. Problem solved.”
• Why people are so crazy that they've shut down the government.  Tl;dr: they're old white people who are scared of anyone who isn't exactly like them, and since they're too dumb to realize that this is just the result of demographic change brought on by globally increasing population and rapid transportation, have decided that it's all the fault of Lucifer, and therefore it's the end times.
• I made this point in grad school to someone from a different country, and I think I've come to a more logically sound view on the subject.  The US is an excellent choice for the world's reserve currency because it has something that you really want in that position: permanence.  Having giant stockpiles of nuclear weapons is not something you keep around to force people to use your currency.  You use it to assure those that do use your currency that you will be there next year and you will be there in thirty years, as there are no outside groups that can destabilize you.  Note "outside groups."  The previous link illustrates that there are a lot of people who not only don't care about stability, but actively court instability because that's a herald of their psychotic millennialism.

Friday: Some people should not be allowed to drive

Case in point: old guy at the doctor's office parking garage this morning.  First problem, he was about 90 years old, and was therefore something like four feet tall.  Second problem, he was driving a brand new F-150, which are apparently 98 feet tall.  Third problem: despite the parking garage having a simple "spiral up, then spiral back down" design, he got lost.  Everywhere.  Come to a corner you have to turn around to do that "spiral" thing?  Stop.  Look all the ways for twenty seconds.  Come to the point at the top of the spiral where there's a tiny set of spaces to the left, but you have to turn right to go anywhere?  Stop.  Look both ways for thirty seconds, or, until I honk at you and gesture in the only damn way that isn't "off the fucking roof".  Come to the place where there's a sign clearly indicating "exit ->"? Stop.  Read the sign.  Have a tiny nap, or something, because fuck everyone who has things to do today.  Come to the place where you have to pay and turn in your parking ticket thing?  Stop, put on your turn signal, and drive into the lane marked "express pass only."  You know, for the people that work there?  Then, realize that you've driven away from the only person who can take your stupid ticket, and roll down your window and ask him why he's so far away.

Just stop, old man.  You're too old to drive, and you probably shouldn't have bought a new giant-ass truck, you dumbass.

In better news, I saw this guy in the hall at work today:

I don't think he was dead, but he was very convinced that he shouldn't move.

• Reasons this guy is wrong:
• Pandas are cute, and we should support that.
• Lots of species have been driven to extinction.  Maybe it's worth not doing that for once.
• Who cares if it costs money, as zoos probably have done the analysis and discovered that having a panda ensures more people visit, making up for those costs.
• If we're unable to ever reintroduce them to the wild, then we're really just talking about how long it'll be before they're domesticated enough to be pets.
• If you don't want a pet panda, you're a horrible person.
• Last line.
• Seven miles.  Then again, I used the cheat that I remembered that Damascus is basically at the same latitude as the boundary between Israel and Lebanon.  Second step: name two bodies of water in Israel. a) Dead Sea, b) Sea of Galilee.  Look at the map, remember that Lebanon has fuck-all in terms of lakes, so that top-most one must be Sea of Galilee.  So that's Israel still, and you still need to fit Lebanon and Syria before you get to Turkey.  That means the border can't be too much more north of that.  Next, cities aren't deserts.  So, that smudge to the East must be Damascus.  See, simple, and it only takes a pile of random geographic facts that you can cobble together into a functional picture of the world.
• This is kind of cool.
• Good job, Texas.  Nice to see you've discovered that dumb actions have expensive consequences.

Tuesday: Algorithm/implementation/testing

It seems like too many things have piled up in the last category.  Due to network flakiness at work today, I was able to get an initial implementation done for the idea I had yesterday.  It appears to be finding the center correctly, but there's some weird interpolation error that it's screwing up the envelope calculation.  Still, very promising results for an idea I should have had two months ago.

I saw this video yesterday:

And then I saw this one:

I think that illustrates the main difference between NK and the US.  They get people who are so excited to be on video talking about an upcoming war that they're nearly in tears.  We make videos of dogs that look silly when they look backwards.  I think that pretty firmly establishes the fact that everyone talking about how prepared we need to be are kind of crazy.  Killing a bunch of people who have been deluded into thinking all of the US is out to get them isn't really any form of justice.  If only we could show them the millions of pet videos that show what we really care about.

• Oh look, Dick Cheney has exactly the opposite opinion on things.  How surprising.  It's almost as if this Onion video entitled "Ten Years Later, Cheney Haunted By People He Didn't Manage To Kill In Iraq War" wasn't actually parody.
• I had a thought about this, but didn't care enough to fully flesh it out.  Something about forcing down wages through high unemployment to ensure high investor returns as an actual plan instead of a coincidence.
• "If the paper weren't laid out in complete grammatical sentences and published in JACS, you'd swear it was the work of a violent lunatic."
• Squirrel!

Monday: Three day weekends always end this way

However, it's even worse when a three day weekend ends on a monday that also happens to be "everyone on the internet acts like a fucking moron" day.  The flowchart covers the basics, but the fundamental point of this asshattery still confuses me.  If you're actually funny, you would do funny stuff all the time.  It'd be like your job or something.  If you're not actually funny, why do you think you can pull it off once a year?  Is this just another aspect of the Dunning-Kruger effect?  That's really the only thing that seems to make sense.

Now, on the other hand, I'm cranky and dismissive all the time, like that's the point of my blog.  Therefore, this post fits in perfectly.

I decided to do tonight's leftover lamb stew "curry style" with a baked potato.  And some cheese, because cheese.

Interesting theory I came up with today.  The prevailing theory is that Kim-Jong Un is either crazy, or attempting to use an exaggerated external threat to solidify a domestic position.  But, really, is being the dictator of a backward impoverished nation really that great of a job?  So, here's an alternate idea (which I admit has no justification).  China is concerned about a refugee crisis, and uses that as a justification for suggesting peaceful resolutions.  But, if NK can prompt an invasion, it can reasonably suggest that the invading forces are in the position of "you break it, you buy it," as has been the case in Iraq and Afghanistan. This would give China some cover for shutting that border entirely, under the guise of "we didn't cause this humanitarian crisis."  They could also be a nice place for KJU to move to with as much of the billions of embezzled money as he can transfer out.  Then, he trades up from dictator to exiled billionaire dilettante.

And that is what happens when I wake up at 7AM and don't feel like actually getting up, since I could probably snooze for another hour or so, but then that doesn't happen quickly enough.

"WTF is up with this savanna?"

• It's probably mean to wish ill on Texas, and convincing anyone with definitive evidence that they're wrong never works as well as it should, but this would be funny.
• Dr. Strange lives in a townhouse at 177A Bleecker Street, NYC, which is called the Sanctum Sanctorum.  Dr. Strange lives above a Pinkberry.
• All I can think is the door's perspective on this: "OMG man, I'm so sorry! I'll open for you as quickly as I can!"
• These people seem to be incapable of putting coherent thoughts down into sentences.
• Do you know how I know that David Pogue is a dumbass?
• Do you know how I know that Bill Kristol is a jackass who should just die already?
• No, seriously. Fuck you, Bill Kristol.