Thank christ, another Michael Crichton reference. I was afraid they were taking an extended break.

The Terminal Man. "He's an elad." An electric addict. Stick wires in the brain to trigger responses from the pleasure centers. Push the button enough times and you're set for life, or at least until you pass out from not eating because you're loving the buzz. What a great world!

I live in the midwest, where in the spring and summer I can feel by the humidity, air pressure and temperature if a tornado is on the way. I certainly don't need the idiots at the local weather station telling me where a funnel cloud might be. And in the event that my senses aren't enough, the mechanical voice of the national weather service over a radio is the only other thing I need.

Weather warnings on tv are annoying time vampires that interrupt the show I'm trying to watch.

Why are you capitalising words like "star," "orbits," and "spherical?" Those aren't proper nouns. Stop pretending they are.

Cheap thalidomide for the brown people of the world!

This new version of Windows has all the bugs worked out. You should use it, for the good of the country. Do you get my meaning? Am I making myself clear?

As clear as an azure sky of deepest summer. You can rely on me sir!