Yeah, the Star Wars kits were out in late '70s but can't remember if they were AMT or Revell.

I had all these models hanging up on my room in 1979, the year mom splurged for one of those wall murals of the Earthrise seen from the Moon, with triangular rock in the foreground.

Somewhere I have fading to blue photos all the ships against that mural, with my crappy attempts at blacking out the fishing line holding them up.

Yeah, did an Eagle model kit in the late '70s, along with some Enterprises (original and -A), X-Wing fighter, and Millenium Falcon.

Man, I was a fool for polystyrene back then.

Probably a good thing I only came across X-Ray Spex in the '90s.

I wonder if all these tech-bros (tech-brahs?) spend a large amount of time getting their egos stroked by AI chatbots.

Don't want to hear any gainsays to your wisdom and business savvy, just chat with your AI pal.

“The Chinese,” bellowed a drunken Australian, “Chinese bloody invented nerve-splicing. Give me the mainland for a nerve job any day. Fix you right, mate”

When I was in training to be a medic (late 1980s) at a USAF hospital that also treated veterans, I asked a doc what he thought of socialized medicine.

"Look around you. That's what this is."

Een Soviet Roosha windows throw 1-in-10 peepols out, to land on a bunch of boolits 9 stories below.

While having a haart attack-ack-ack-ack.

And drinking a delightful cup of polonium tea.

Just make it so folks can purchase online gift cards and then print up their own physical version to toss in sock or stocking or something.

"Well fuck that! What is this thing? I mean, it serves no useful purpose for there to be a bunch of AI hallucinations in the middle of a financial transaction. No, I mean we shouldn't have to do this, it makes no logical sense, why is it here?"

Spin up a *nix and run M$ Apps in containers?

"Iceberg! Right Ahead!"

An newer version of me
Is she corrupted like me?
Would she go down on you in a presentation?
Does she sneak in quietly?
And would she have your system privilages?
I'm sure she'd make a really excellent doorstop.

Meeting middle-mangement scheduling goals looks good on your yearly performance review.

Gotta score that 4% raise!

Or widdershins?!!

if we finally make it into space and come across some kind of multi-species gathering, humanity will be grouped with the Widdershins.

"Articles? We ain't got no articles. We don't need no articles. I don't have to show you any stinking articles!"