My Bot’s Bot
Russian bot accounts are a standing joke on Twitter. Turns out I may have one among my followers.
"Your one-stop source for improper ideology and freedom seeds."
There I was at 30,000 feet
Russian bot accounts are a standing joke on Twitter. Turns out I may have one among my followers.
Nothing wrong with being a legacy, so long as it’s a good legacy!
Hey, it’s my first post of the new year. Who loves you, baby? Me, that’s who!
The two times I pressed it and landed with emergency fuel, I noticed right away how high the jet rode while taxiing back to parking.
I first posted this in May, 2007. I retold the story at a friend’s retirement party yesterday and forgot a couple of details, so I looked it up this morning to refresh my memory. It’s still a good story, with the added benefit of being true, so I’m putting it back at the top of […]
My calendar year starts on the first day of November, and ends on October 31st, Halloween. Show me a Halloween baby who doesn’t feel the same way, and I’ll show you a soulless robot programmed to go along with the crowd.
When it happens, I’ll be here to say I told you so.
I have questions.