I’ll put it over leftover chili! I don’t fuckin’ care.
Roderick on the Line: 129: “Museo De Garbagemen” http://overca.st/BmEOyJBoc
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Now you’re a zombie with bags.
Upgrade: 5: Macworld Cosplay http://overca.st/DeCk_eS8Q
Apple’s ongoing war against whimsy
There used to be time to arrive. Incremental geographical changes would ease the inner transitions: desert would gradually give way to shrub, savannah to grassland. At the harbour, the camels would be unloaded, a room would be found overlooking the customs house, passage would be negotiated on a steamer. Flying fish would skim past the ship’s hull. The crew would play cards. The air would cool.
A Week at the Airport, Alain De Botton
It was ‘fly.’
Roderick on the Line: 128: “Arcadum” http://overca.st/BmEM1RTP0
All the waitresses are nude, but they have telephones for heads!
The Flop House: #147 - Devil’s Pass AND Awards Floptacular
I feel like any moment where I’m not getting input is a wasted moment.
Podcaster Myke, http://overca.st/CKsmAta2Y
I poked it. A few bits. A little motor from something, rocking; a broken television; remnants of unidentifiable bits and pieces, corkscrewed detritus, on a layer of cloth and dust. Layers of rust and scabs of oxide.
From City and the City by China Miéville
Pretty wonderful so far: like being a pleasantly drunk flâneur meandering about the The Killing.