Books of Blood haunted my late teenage years

And now I flap. Into your face. I flew right into your big lamp, it looks just like that thing in space.

Upskill. I’m not ‘upskilling’ someone, I’m training them.

Would you settle for a single clergyman?

Let’s not be too hasty to call it garbage when it could in fact turn out to be rancid dog shit.

There are many days when I feel exactly how this looks.

BTRFS, wasn’t that Dennis Rader 🤔

“Uh… Cuno doesn’t fucking read!” He quickly glances at the fence. “Fucking book shit, fucks with your mind…”

But what news of the console legs race?

I’m getting the impression he worked with brass balls

I’ve consistently enjoyed and come back to the following for years:

• “Make it Sweet” by Milkcan (Um Jammer Lammy soundtrack), 35 mins
• Forgotten Worlds arcade OST by Kawamoto Tamayo, ~45 mins

I also like to boot up and listen to the Amiga title music for SWIV and the Mega Drive/Genesis soundtrack of Revenge of Shinobi.

More to add to my neverending reading list 😊

Have you read Neal Stephenson’s novel, Interface?

This was also my first Linux distro after having used Sun’s Solaris while at uni. I think I tried out Slack and Suse at around the same time, but stuck with RedHat and related distros for about 6 years.

How much do you want to bet that they don’t even have a contingency plan to evacuate and secure their inmate population?

Err, that was your side my dude, like wtf?

How about, ‘no’?

Google speed running enshittification over here 👉👉