Once upon a time, when most of us lived in smallish villages, ALL your neighbors knew your business - the only way to have anonymity was to leave town, which was difficult and dangerous. Now everyone's village spans the globe, and leaving is even more difficult and dangerous. I value anonymity, which I maintain by seeming as average as possible.
I know quantum stuff is hard to pin down, but not knowing where Qumputing is by a century-wide error band is pretty bad.
/ streeeeeeeeetch
Potato, potahto
Most of the baristas think Venti is Italian for extra-large.
Sold malware within the limits of the law? Whose law?
Cole's Law
/ thinly sliced cabbage, rice wine vinegar, a dab of (Duke's) mayo.
Ginger is an anagram for black - or at least one of its synonyms.
Because wives are never talented hackers bent out of shape that a husband strayed.
It's unnecessary what with advances in facial-recognition software and ubiquitous video surveillance.
Perhaps we shouldn't be so hasty with a fix, then?
Like that time the 11-, 17- and 7-year cicadas coincided and drove everyone in the US absolutely nucking futz with the noise. And larval shells. And carcasses.
If one's typical year involves long stretches spent standing hip deep in stagnant water rich in organic material
It's not just the retention for government purposes, but the access by outside entities (insurance companies, PIs, bounty hunters, stalkers, reporters) that grills my hotdog.
Unless that's the thing that gets him/her going.
SOLAR Wind turbines!
Then add the lovely note that unbiased electrolytic caps - the big power filter ones - 'dry out' over a couple of decades. The counterfeit ones go even faster.
Scientists will study your brain to learn more about your distant cousin, Man.
