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Still iterating on ways to say "Hello" that humans don't mind but robots don't recognize. I guess it's a vocal captcha problem, and I'm sure that it's ultimately a doomed endeavor. Phone calls are stupid, why do we still allow them such priority over our devices?

pronouns in books Show more

game culture kvetching Show more

game culture kvetching Show more

game culture kvetching Show more

dream journal Show more

I'm dreaming of a Snowy Life Day / Just like the ones I used to know. ☃ Sleep deprived me thinks I'd pay to see Disney make Hoth: Snowy Life Day: A Star Wars Musical. (Still laughing about using White Christmas as a referent capstone in my recent Star Wars blog post.)

Bright was... alright I guess. Mostly just left me wondering when the next Dragon Age game will be out.

I posted far too many words about my troubled feelings about Poe Dameron's storyline in The Last Jedi. I'm sorry.

blog.worldmaker.net/2017/12/31

dream journal (cookies) Show more

dream journal (cookies) Show more

dream journal Show more

Star Wars: The Last Jedi Show more

Star Wars: The Last Jedi Show more

Is Sagira an option for permanent Ghost voice? Because I'd love to replace "Nolan North pretends to be Dinklebot" voice, personally.

Complaining about Apple computers Show more

Complaining about Apple computers Show more

politics Show more

veganishism Show more

I know it's been suggested before, but why aren't the DC superhero TV folks in Hollywood North (that mystical Land of Vancouver) just given charge of the movies, too? "Crisis on Earth-X" was the Justice League movie I wanted this year: Nazi punching, a fun and diverse cast, some feels.

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Smeap.com

Smeap is the honk of a flamingo. Smeap was also at least once, a storybook land at the weird intersection of TV ads and the worlds they seem to inhabit. It was a place where wars were fought over sodas, and talking polar bears had very good reasons to guard soda machines. It was a place where rainbow color candies were harvested for electric power. It was a place where a prairie dog might move to big city inhabited mostly by Pink Flamingos to follow her dream to be private investigator, only to get slowly entangled in the seedy underbelly of crime and prohibited soda trading of the Neon Flamingos and their syndicate. Social media at times lately feels like it has become almost entirely seedy underbelly with very little upside. Maybe it needs more storybook worlds.