You are the end result of a “would you push the button” prompt where the prompt was “you have unlimited godlike powers but you appear to all and sundry to be an impetuous child” – Zero, 2022
You are the end result of a “would you push the button” prompt where the prompt was “you have unlimited godlike powers but you appear to all and sundry to be an impetuous child” – Zero, 2022
Every time you looked around, it was in your face?
You are the end result of a “would you push the button” prompt where the prompt was “you have unlimited godlike powers but you appear to all and sundry to be an impetuous child” – Zero, 2022
You are the end result of a “would you push the button” prompt where the prompt was “you have unlimited godlike powers but you appear to all and sundry to be an impetuous child” – Zero, 2022
...I'm more amused by the prices, myself. That's what $4500 would buy you I'm 1989, eh?
This was back when an old IBM PC/XT was still considered a viable entry-level computer. Windows 3.0 becoming a hit made a 386 a must-have in record time, especially after the 386SX made it possible to repurpose old 286 board designs, but its influence won't be felt until, oh, mid-1990.
Also, while 68k machines like the Amiga and the Mac were around, they were still expensive compared to cheap PCs or even an old C=64 (which still had some life in it even in 1989).
You are the end result of a “would you push the button” prompt where the prompt was “you have unlimited godlike powers but you appear to all and sundry to be an impetuous child” – Zero, 2022
In these dreams, as he took leave of everyone, Brankovich dreamed of his late sister the most, but each time she would lose some part of her familiar appearance, and would acquire parts of a new, unfamiliar, different body belonging to somebody else. First she exchanged her voice with the unknown person into whom she was being transformed, then the color of her hair and her teeth, until only her arms still embraced Brankovich, with increasing passion--the rest was no longer her. And then, one night, a night so thin that two men, one standing in Tuesday and the other in Wednesday, could shake hands, she came to him completely transformed, so beautiful that the very sight of her frightened people away. She threw herself around his neck with double-thumbed hands. At first he almost fled from her out of his dream, but then he yielded and picked one of her breasts like a peach. And, as if he picked his days from her as from a tree, she offered him a different fruit each time, each one always sweeter than the last, and he slept with her during the day in different dreams the way other men sleep with their mistresses at night in borrowed homes. When one of her double-thumbed hands
i have learned in the last year that a lot of authors attempt ot be GABRIEL GARCÍA MÁRQUEZ MEETS UMBERTO ECO MEETS JORGE LUIS BORGES FOR A SPRAWLING MAGIC SHOW but they're mostly overwrought
i overuse the term (mentally) but can't think of another description: they try to be absurd scholars but it feels ungenuine, and the metafiction comes across as obviously non-obvious
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they need to expand their playlist
well said
this album is so awesomely 70s its excellent and awesome
nice, to get a 33 MHz clock speed you had to call in for the quote
what's your price for flight
in finding mister right
YNTKT
cows are highly regarded
^that is cool, what is it from
"Fungal Abyss" is my new favorite band name
i overuse the term (mentally) but can't think of another description: they try to be absurd scholars but it feels ungenuine, and the metafiction comes across as obviously non-obvious