“‘Sun of the wolves’, a metaphor for the moon”, delicious.

“‘Sun of the wolves’, a metaphor for the moon”, delicious.

The a.i.'s are going to both create the designer drugs seen in pkd novels we will all get addicted to and power the argumentative doors that demand micropayments to navigate our own crummy conapts seen in pkd novels
Casting call for generic extra at pre-school drop off

I’ve got a saved search on ebay for levis cords in my size - works great, already snagged a pair in an out-of-production color that i’m wearing in one of my pinned posts
anyway, today’s hit is fun for two reasons: 1) I’ve never seen this red pointer before and love it, 2) it looks like someone blew the back out of these things?
I’m gonna pass on them


Huh, I think this petard is one I made, I wonder what that’s doing here
The bike infra surrounding UCSF (edit: mission bay) is extremely mid—flex post half-bike lanes (the right half of bike lanes between car lanes and parking lanes are actually door lanes) and sharrows, all of which pick up from and dump you nowhere
but the stoplights? really pretty bad. long timing, poor sensors, beg buttons etc. might as well be in Redwood City because they ignore me and I ignore them
Nice, Black Water has “The Monkey’s Paw” in it, ( https://www.owleyes.org/text/monkeys-paw/read/) shortly followed by another wishing tale: Robert Louis Stevenson’s “The Bottle Imp”.
where better to start a story about wish than a hilltop mansion so earned in san francisco https://americanliterature.com/author/robert-louis-stevenson/short-story/the-bottle-imp
Me: sir, reporting to discord support for duty, sir
open source volunteer: what is it now, computer janitor
me: sir, I’m stuck trying to get this feature to work after performing all of the rituals, sir
open source volunteer: that feature doesn’t work right now.
me [quietly, to myself, fist pumping in the air, ‘I knew it! for fuck’s sake’]: sir, thank you very much, sir.
Https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7lp_sjTfmJQ “One Moment Please” - Romaal Kultan - the soundtrack of me flipping from chat to tab to chat to tab to email to chat to thinking about dinner looking for my shoes in four places for the third time going back to chat, posting about RSA because it came to mind, hearing this song, that synth line making me anxious as hell, finding my shoes, shazaming the song, posting it, lol gd that line is anxious, I gotta go for a walk
Sitting criss-cross applesauce on a gym mat in my exercise get-up with my eyes closed and my arms raised into broadcast position calming emitting ”I’m not going to RSA" energy to universe.
Okay, that should work, I think to myself, foolishly.