I’ll take the XL Pancit Canton, please.

TWO MAN LUGE!
TWO MAN LUGE!
Two men enter, two men leave…
the Two Man Luge closet

Hippie Speedball makes a cameo!

Make that 5pm over here, closer to the eastern edge of the time zone.

It’s a GATO Truck!

I watch a lot of science channels and videos on YouTube, there’s just so much extraordinary content out there, going deep into the math and formulas of cosmology and physics.

Sooner rather than later, the algorithm started pushing this woman’s videos on my homescreen. She most definitely leans towards the clickbait titles and bombastic controversy, two things that I hate, so it was again time to take out the digital machete and hack away at the algorithm, as I do nearly every day. But then she just keeps on popping up in other people’s videos and podcasts, some trustworthy content creators seem to have a high regard for her academic work.

But just like assholes like James Woods or Joe Rogan have made themselves unbearable for me, even retroactively, just their presence and voice take me out of whatever I’m watching, put me in a bad mood, so too it is with Hossenfelder. In an age of the digital smorgasbord, a never-ending stream of science and math educational content of a high level and mind-blowing quality, I can survive and thrive just fine while avoiding the assholes.

Queso Casita

boolean root beer float

Like a guy said to me in college:
“Man… if you lived during the Flintstones, you’d be driving a sportscar.”
Yeah, that was one I’d never heard before, I had to shake the guy’s hand and congratulate him for originality.

What’s the name of that station?
I’ve only been to NYC once, about ten years ago, but I did pass through this stop and if memory serves, it’s called Mets-Willits Point… I think? It’s the last or next to last stop before the Flushing terminus, that I do remember.

Pico de gallo is also the name of a street stand fruit cocktail in my town in Mexico.
Chunks of jicama, orange and… there’s another one I’m forgetting.

You sprinkle salt and powdered chili on top, then squeeze the juice of a large lime on top. It’s all eaten with a toothpick, you spear the chunks of jicama, orange and the other one.

The blues singer character Mississippi Gary from The Kids In The Hall comes to mind:

I got the blues so bad, I can’t even close my eyes… I gotta call a friend on the phone and tell him - “Buddy, come over and shut my eyes for me, I got the blues”.

Meet the new boss.
Same as the old boss.
We won’t get fooled again!
🎵🎶🎶🎵

Yep, this is the one I was scrolling down to find.

Godfather.
Godfather 2.
The Conversation.
Dog Day Afternoon.
The Deer Hunter.

All five Best Picture Oscar nominees, three winners.

This new cat color was detected around 5 megaparsecs distance from the Milky Way, in the general direction of the Leo constellation, using the Very Large Cat Ear Antenna Array at the 21 cm wavelength of the microwave part of the spectrum.

Would you say that kid’s wearing an Op or a Lightning Bolt shirt?
I’m going with Lightning Bolt, because I don’t remember such huge collar on Op shirts. Of course, my memory could be glitching.

Remember how Op shirts were everywhere? Conversely, Lightning Bolt shirts were harder to come by, therefore cooler.
Meanwhile, with pants it was the opposite. Lightning Bolt was everywhere, Op was scarcer.

But zooming in on the texture of some background buildings, I’d bring it back to L.A.

That’s Paulie, his first cousin Sal owns a meat-packing business.
“LPT for ya, Paulie: steer clear of the capicola until further notice, capisce?”

Ah yes… the good ol’ days!
Exactly like the type of picture that would have been part of an Internet K-hole massive photo-dump a couple of decades ago.

“What happened?”
“The new proton burped out a couple of leptons and switched back to a particle similar to the the old proton.”