Flight update: Gremlin on the wing. Not unusual. Gremlin on the wing holding a placard. Slightly more unusual.
Vickery told police he got into the home through an unlocked door. He told investigators he went upstairs to masturbate in the bathroom when he found a remote control helicopter. Vickery said he found some batteries and started playing with the helicopter. He also ate a salad that he brought with him, according to detectives.
Where I have issues with Facebook is that they’re dishonest about who the customer is. They’ve built an enticing chair, and they let me sit in it for free, but they’re selling my farts to the highest bidder.
We need a malaria epidemic in the blogging community!
SO many cute pups tied up outside Birite and The Mill today (at Divisadero Corridor)
In a lot of ways, the dynamics remind me of early Championship Manager. Sure that was a football management sim, but much of the context, intrigue and humanity of that game took place in the player’s imagination; you had to believe that real lives were being manipulated and arranged by those mouse clicks, button presses and menu systems. The joy was what you bought in as a participant. RedShirts works in the same way and feels all the more compulsive because you have to become a complicit story-teller yourself.
RedShirt – or what happens when Facebook meets Star Trek