Don’t give up a stronger position for a weaker one in hopes of avoiding a conflict. You’ve only undermined yourself when the conflict happens anyway.

I’m an apartment building superintendent. I once confronted a late night trespasser: a junkie looking for a place to shoot up or snort or whatever his thing was. I demanded that he leave, but realized that I was physically blocking the only exit. He was cornered. So I moved out of the way and suddenly I was the one who was cornered. It all worked out in the end, but for a minute there I was facing a large, angry, paranoid junkie with a knife and no way to escape.

I don’t know what would have happened if I didn’t move to give him an exit, but I know that in doing so I gave up my own exit, and that was dumb.

I’ve had customers like this. Usually they just write their name in block letters. There’s no rule that says a signature has to be written in cursive so it still works.

Don’t you mean RDSM?

Adding sex appeal to a brand new show:

My champion:

Bride of Chaotica is my all time favorite Voyager episode. The cast all seem to be having so much fun with it, especially Rayner/Chaotica himself. The scene where Lunzak shoots Janeway and it just bounces off (cuz holodeck safeties) and she ad libs “ha, you’re no match for Arachnia!” is just so perfect. Satan’s Robot is hilarious. And I love how they merge the Chaotica-style music and Star Trek theme for the end-of-episode musical sting.

Not without their legs!

E099: PROGRAMMER IS OVERLY POLITE

Obligatory:

You don’t go out looking for a job dressed like that? On a weekday?

My Yahoo email address is 27 years old.

Pretty fucking good, actually. Which alarms me.

You see I’ve observed that my life seems to get better when the rest of society gets worse, and vice versa. Not because of anything I do, it’s just how my luck works. When the economy tanks, I’m financially secure; when the economy is running hot, I’m broke. My wellbeing seems inversely correlated to the wellbeing of society at large.

And I’m doing great. Better than ever, actually. Hence my alarm: according to the inverse wellbeing law, shit’s about to get real.

I sold gmail invitations on ebay.

I prefer Babylon 9: The Next Iteration.

Realistically, that would get annoying pretty fast and I’d soon learn to hate any song I chose. So I’d pick 4′33″, which is four minutes and 33 seconds of silence.

But otherwise I’d pick “One Bad Tank”, from the video game Left4Dead2. It’s the song that plays when the boss enemy enters a particular map.

Man it sure is crackers to slip a rozzer the dropsy in snide.

It’s pretty much as clean going into the pipe as it is coming out. Water pipes are kept pressurized so that any cracks or breaks push water out instead of letting contaminants in.

My mom’s early 90’s minivan. I think it was a Voyager.

Me over here in my Spaceballs shirt.