Writer’s note: Most of the Twitter handles are invented. And if the reverse chronology is a problem, you may prefer to start this short story at the beginning, but I recommend starting here: LandingPartyONE Displeased we did not demolish Twitter servers instead of using them. Activate sterilization protocol. less than 5 seconds ago from TweeterProbe ...
Cowboy boot sandals! One of the 47 Signs of the Apocalypse? https://t.co/ViUC12yscf https://t.co/UeTmWnBwmy #fads — Mark A. Rayner (@markarayner) April 25, 2016 Naturally, if “yes” comes out on top, then there will be another Sign added to the growing list. Nearly half-way there! Alltop would wear these with white sport socks, naturally.
From the Book of Badonkadonk Yeah, verily, there shall be days of great wickedness, and the righteous shall be baffled by the Profligate and Vainglorious. There shall be a Box of Temptation, and this Box will taketh of images, and the Profligate shall worship these images. And they shall be posted on the Gram of ...
Dear Judge John Hodgman, I would normally never bother a minor celebrity, but I have a warning to pass along. It may save your life. Last night I had a rather disturbing dream. It felt prophetic, though I hope it … Continue reading →
From the Book of Toll-Free Numbers And lo, there will come a time when it will be possible to talk to the other Faithful, who live at great distances. Truly, there shall be some among us who will provideth of … Continue reading →
At first, it had seemed possible to continue moving through the desolate landscape on foot, but soon, it was obviously impracticable. Many bad things happened to the people travelling in traditional, bipedal mode: Ether-snakes. Entropic planter fasciitis. Electric sand. (And … Continue reading →
In the dream, we know something is wrong when I notice the constellations have all disappeared. All that remains in the night sky is the deep black of space, and a few sets of stars — in triplets and doubles, … Continue reading →