India is raw and hot and foul outside. Inside is only slightly better, but at least there's shade ( Read more... )

Chuck, my animal handler, looked grim. "We have a problem ( Read more... )

Have you ever noticed ( Read more... )

Attending a soccer match of some sort, at some sort of World Expo-like event ( Read more... )

The VisionQuestor was finishing its maiden project. This would clearly be our best work ever. Well ahead of schedule, even; the client was still eighteen minutes from REM. But then, the first touches of that dreaded tremoring: WAKE-QUAKE ( Read more... )

Dreamt that I was reading on Wikipedia about the research project of an Asian billionaire being conducted at some ocean atoll in an attempt to lure and conclusively verify the existence of some giant sea monster (possibly the Bloop?) We (being me and some Apple buddies, I think) headed out to the location but when we got there, the surface station ( Read more... )

I dreamt that I was working on some sort of psychology paper (like for college, I guess). It was an extensive and deeply analytic thesis on the idea that there are fundamentally two kinds of people in the world ( Read more... )

I dreamt that something had happened, something colossal and horrible, that had given the Australians a bad reputation. I mean, like, Nazi bad. Like did-the-Holocaust bad ( Read more... )

Our usual work lunch mob - some OSX folks, some 'phone, some USB - went to a somewhat more upscale place than usual, a Greek restaurant where the waitstaff were all human-sized cyclops ( Read more... )

I dreamt that Conan O'Brien's final guest on The Tonight Show was Johnny Carson, perfectly digitally reconstructed. The two of them just cracked wise and reminisced about the show's history, and by extension, the history of television.

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For consideration: the technology is probably actually there to do it for real, even