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So, essentially, turtles all the way down :-)

Who told it to add that ugly shadow for the red car?

It's creepy that we all have stalkers that want to know our intimate details.

Oh man, what a crazy time to be alive.

Over in Europe they want to read all ofd our private messages, yet these chatbots, pretending to be our friends, will snitch on us just for our thoughts.

It's getting pretty orwellian out there.

So naive.

Automation will take everything it can in a race to the bottom towards higher profits.

Your great great grandfather changed, and the automation didn't keep up.

This time it will, and there will be no safe harbor.

Trump's giant ego.

It's like a catalogue of US misadventures and ego.

lol, nice try.

Came for the news for nerds, got a blog from the BBC propaganda machine.

Anyway, I am surprised the BBC blogger didn't add north koreans and some linked it to porn on the internet.

I mean, tell me you don't understand sarcasm....

Tell us you are spying on your customers without saying you are spying on your customers.

Not just your hands.

Walking barefoot, over all manner of surfaces, feels good, increases your connection to your surroundings, and slows you down.

I've done it lots, both in the countryside and in the city. You have to watch out for spiky plants and fox shit in the country, and in the city you soon learn which surface textures require more care :-)

"Where would I find enough leather to cover the entire surface of the earth? But with leather soles beneath my feet, it's as if the whole world has been covered." - Shantideva, 8th century Buddhist monk

Grandchildren.

I have five, and they are amazing. Youngest is 9 months.

We have an old car goiong to the scrapyard in a couple of weeks, and today I sat in the passenger seat of it as my 13 yr old grandaughter drove it around one of our fields getting more and more confident as I encouraged her to stop, put it in reverse, and drive in the opposite direction.

From "this is too difficult" to "I want to be a rally driver" in a few dozen gear changes.

Memories like this are some of the luxuries of life. For her, for me, for her parents, and her siblings watching.

A little sick in the throat is normal.