And this is the high quality and thoughtful Internet comment I’m going to end my night with. Thank you Internet stranger. There is good in the world, after all.

I think you forgot to include cobble topping, a critical component of blueberry cobbler. Can you post it again with an updated ingredient list, please?

Just left the same comment. It was surreal for the few moments you were on the bridge.

The other thing I remember vividly is the poor guy who ran up to one of the actors who was in full Klingon costume. The guy belted out some phrase in Klingon you know he had been rehearsing for weeks and stood there, proud and expectant. The actor glared down at him and in forceful English said, “I do not speak that dialect, human.”

I’ve never seen someone’s dreams be shattered so visibly and thoroughly in so short a time.

I had the opportunity many years ago visit the Star Trek TNG experience in Vegas. There was a point where they rush you through the bridge of NCC-1701D. I had that same feeling in that moment.

Which was the point of the experience, of course, and I know if I had stayed for more than a quick walk across the deck the sensation would have fallen apart. But in that moment I was in the place I had seen so many times before. It felt familiar and registered as the same.

I feel seen. Or insulted.

It was a test. You passed. Or failed. Your call.

Small procedure involving a ball peen hammer and metal spike applied to the back of the eye socket we would recognize today as a lobotomy.

Maybe. I don’t know shit about it.

There’s enough fake news and disinformation in the world. You are doing all of us a great service. o7

Ready for the worst down voting of my life but I’m with you, orclev. Harris can and should do better. She needs to call him on his bullshit relentlessly, unapologetically, and with no regard to decorum. You know, like we should have done eight years ago. Don’t play games. Call a spade a spade and save our fucking democracy already.

We’ll accept this.

First task on Monday morning… “Who is going to be pissed at me this week?” Go through and decline the least important meetings until I can get through my week without breaking the space-time continuum.

I used to do it Sunday night but decided fuck that - that’s my time.

Jesus fucking Christ. We’re all so broken.

This is why one step in the review/release process needs to be showing it to someone under 30 for approval.

I’ve been advising everyone I know who isn’t a white cis hetero evangelical Trump lover to start taking care online. VPN and anonymize in any online discussion where you aren’t actively pandering to the next Nazi class.

I’ve always wanted to contribute to an open source project but by the time I get done with the grind of the work day I don’t have the mental energy to effectively work a second job competently.

Not sure why the down votes; obviously /s. And clever, at that.

I look forward to your forthcoming book on leadership: “Lead Like You Don’t Give a Shit”.

Presumably the fish have no idea their leader is a robot… So, maybe it is already happening? How would we know?

I find this a fascinating phenomenon. Some of it is ignorance of the technology. Which I get because you can’t expect everyone to be experts (but if you don’t know the difference between a browser and your desktop just fuck off back to the bronze age).

The other is a true lack of empathy in the context of communication. Being able to communicate effectively with an equal onus on both parties to understand and adapt the dialog until the information has effectively been transferred is not hard, really, but some people just don’t care enough about the person on the other end of the line to be bothered.

That is infuriating when you’re trying to be helpful.

I’m attending an all day workshop tomorrow with a bunch of leaders at my job and I expect this is a better summary of the upcoming proceedings than anything else in existence.