Category Archives: Those that at a distance resemble flies

At the Institute for Primate Communication

“NEW SIGN. WE MAKE. YOU SEE.” At first I thought I might have been misinterpreting BoBo, but he kept repeating the signs until it was clear what he meant. “YES YOU SEE” Dian added. “WE MAKE SIGN. YOU HAPPY.” Noam … Continue reading

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Invasion

–Why are we doing this? –Doing what? –Replacing all the humans. –I don’t know. We’re pod people. It’s what we do. –Do you want to? –Want to what? –Replace the humans. –I don’t want to do anything. It’s all just…reflex. … Continue reading

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Haiku From the Golden Age of Computing

You’ve already seen this. Just wanted to get them all in one place. Continue reading

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At the Edge of the Abyss of Madness

–Oh Jesus Christ! –Sorry, I shouldn’t have moved so quickly. –No, no. Really it’s me. I feel awful about this. –Don’t. It’s instinct. It’s biology. You can’t help it. –Still, it seems rude. You don’t feel the same way about … Continue reading

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The Echo of The Day Before

Consciousness is a subjective thing: you have your experience and I have mine, and short of one of us being psychic there is no way to compare them except by talking to each other. But even given this gulf, if … Continue reading

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I May Not Know Much…

–If you leave a penny in a glass of Coke overnight it will dissolve. –Nikola Tesla invented the electric car. –It’s called a Brazilian because many famous Brazilian men are bald. –George Washington made his wooden teeth out of a … Continue reading

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A Monday Kind of Love

The girl walked down St. Mark’s Place, yoga mat under her arm, sweating from the summer heat. She shouldered her way through crowds and darted across the street, dodging taxis. She took a sip from her Nalgene water bottle and … Continue reading

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