I remember that episode of Black Mirror!

else they’d know cancer is not … contagious, broadly transmissable.

I read an interesting NYT article the other day about the discovery of a high rate of skin cancer in catfish in a lake bordering Vermont and Quebec. By looking at the DNA of the catfish and of the tumors, scientists discovered that the DNA of the tumors didn’t resemble their host like you’d expect, but did resemble the tumors found on all the other fish. They realized they were looking at the first transmissible cancer found in fish. The article noted that contagious cancer has also been found in Tasmanian devils, clams and, yes… dogs.

Maybe lean into it, like that dinner table scene in Dirty Rotten Scoundrels where Freddy (Steve Martin) asks if he can go to the bathroom, and after hearing yes, makes… that… face.

That ONE ALBUQUE RQUE logo is giving me a migraine.

“Oooooo biiiig stretch!” I can’t not acknowledge it this way. And the word big lasts as long as the stretch, obvs.

But do they have translations in High-Elven?

Search up the 2014 short video 10 Hours of Walking in NYC as a Woman to give you some insight into how pervasive (and, unfortunately, timeless) this behavior is.

Gneiss.

This morning in Northern California: $4.89/gallon for regular at Costco, which is a good deal in my area, although you have to have a paid membership to get it.

(3) Anyone can break up a showing of an enemy propaganda film by putting two or three dozen large moths in a paper bag. Take the bag to the movies with you, put it on the floor in an empty section of the theater as you go in and leave it open. The moths will fly out and climb into the projector beam, so that the film will be obscured by fluttering shadows.

Amazing.

I always clock flag and bumper sticker choices in my neighborhood for a similar reason.

Mildly annoyed that the graphic artist didn’t bother to manipulate the “mugshots” to reflect actual height. Makes it look like if anyone in Trump’s admin that is 5’8” and a half… straight to jail.

Interesting. I haven’t read Dust yet, but I thought the first two were fantastic reads. I also really like the TV adaptation so far. I agree it doesn’t fit well into the hard science fiction subgenre. I would categorize the books as soft sci-fi— focusing more on the social aspects of an isolated society with limited resources where technological advancement is restricted. I’m more of a soft-sciences nerd though, so I get it’s not everyone’s cup of tea.

I’m not sure what you mean about the premise of “wool” in the story though? Are you wondering why it is important enough to be the book title? To my knowledge, the name of the first book is not solely derived from the wool pads used by the cleaners… this first book is actually a compilation of shorter novellas “woven” together (haha)(the author’s titles allude to this: Proper Gauge, Casting Off, etc). I particularly like the author’s juxtaposition between these textile-related terms/concepts and the alternate definitions that lend themselves to the dystopian setting of Mechanical and the Silo in general.

My MIL raved about Lessons in Chemistry and was excited to share it with me. I was shocked by how poorly written it was— perhaps it’s a decent story (enough people were enamored with it that it made it onto several best seller lists), but the execution was so bad I couldn’t even finish the first chapter. When asked, I ended up just telling my MIL it wasn’t my cup of tea and crossed my fingers she didn’t want to discuss plot points or anything that would make it obvious I hardly cracked the spine.

I, too, have resting Finnish face.

“Is that rain?”

It looks so happy!