Open Bar MMXIV^2: Solace of Quantum

[Cainad (dec.)]

I want to live in a place like that. I think I have some deep-rooted troglodytic tendencies; I really prefer cool, low-light environments. Use the surface for horticulture, lumber, maybe solar power. Keep all the humans underground, away from the sun. Based on the case studies of Arizona, Texas, and the Middle East, I think it's quite apparent that too much sunlight gives people the cray-cray.

Better to turn into Morlocks than let the space aliens see us in this condition. It's embarrassing.

[Don Coyote]

I want to live in a place like that. I think I have some deep-rooted troglodytic tendencies; I really prefer cool, low-light environments. Use the surface for horticulture, lumber, maybe solar power. Keep all the humans underground, away from the sun. Based on the case studies of Arizona, Texas, and the Middle East, I think it's quite apparent that too much sunlight gives people the cray-cray.

Better to turn into Morlocks than let the space aliens see us in this condition. It's embarrassing.

I think it's more an argument that white people don't belong in the sun.

[Mesozoic Mister Nigel]

Your people are delicate, fragile; specially adapted to live in Northern regions where there is little sun, more southern climates are dangerous to you.

Like precious, rare flowers, you should be gathered up and sheltered on vast Northern preserves where your beauty will not be threatened by the terrible, terrible sun.

[Don Coyote]

Your people are delicate, fragile; specially adapted to live in Northern regions where there is little sun, more southern climates are dangerous to you.

Like precious, rare flowers, you should be gathered up and sheltered on vast Northern preserves where your beauty will not be threatened by the terrible, terrible sun.

This needs meme.

[Cainad (dec.)]

Your people are delicate, fragile; specially adapted to live in Northern regions where there is little sun, more southern climates are dangerous to you.

Like precious, rare flowers, you should be gathered up and sheltered on vast Northern preserves where your beauty will not be threatened by the terrible, terrible sun.

WAY OF THE FUTURE

[Anna Mae Bollocks]

IT'S FUCKING 113F OUT THERE.

STAYING IN THE HOUSE.

NEVER LEAVE THE HOUSE.

VISIT TUCSON AND NEVER LEAVE AMERICA'S BEST VALUE INN

[Salty]

Your people are delicate, fragile; specially adapted to live in Northern regions where there is little sun, more southern climates are dangerous to you.

Like precious, rare flowers, you should be gathered up and sheltered on vast Northern preserves where your beauty will not be threatened by the terrible, terrible sun.

I happen to have ample space in such a climate. We should draw up some plans.

[Cardinal Pizza Deliverance.]

Had a dream that I was a museum curator person with this really big important museum . . . that had been infiltrated by Martians. The little green kind with huge heads and waifish bodies. Only they could shapeshift. So somehow, some sort of . . . situation occurs that outs one of the Martians. The other one, who is the boss, goes all ape-shit and they fight and somehow it carries over to outside the museum where they are discovered by HUMANITY AT LARGE and the Martian race is thus forced to start a war with Earth.

The museum is a nuclear fall out shelter thing and so the whole museum staff and the Last Tour Ever are locked inside for five years-ish. When we emerge, the world is a changed place. Somehow Martian weapons tore open the fabric of reality and now ghosts are a thing.

The museum not only becomes a super important historical landmark and preservation site but it also becomes the okCupid of dead hookers looking to find politician sugar daddies.

. . . . no matter how many times I tried to escape this dream, I fell right back asleep and picked up where I left off. This doesn't happen often. So I have decided that it is my destiny to end up a museum curator and that this dream is A Warning From The Future.

God bless you all. May the coming apocalypse spare you and yours.

[Mesozoic Mister Nigel]

THE FUTURE! 

[Mesozoic Mister Nigel]

I dreamed about electrons and ionic bonds.

Right now I am having a mysteriously difficult time balancing net ionic equations with strong acids. It really shouldn't be this hard...

[Cardinal Pizza Deliverance.]

I dreamed about electrons and ionic bonds.

Right now I am having a mysteriously difficult time balancing net ionic equations with strong acids. It really shouldn't be this hard...

I like your dream better.

[AFK]

I dreamed about elections and ironic bands.

[Left]

Online friend died back on May 20, I found out Friday.  Still processing.
Probably a suicide, he'd attempted previously a few times.
I called him "Diaper Bryan,"  this opposed to "Shotgun Brian."
He was weird, bright, anxious, kind, and funny in a really warped, dark way.
He's not hurting anymore.

...Knowing him was worth this hurt.

[East Coast Hustle]

Does anyone else have trouble reconciling the idea that everything that makes us happy is pretty superficial and all of the horror is incredibly visceral and fundamental?

Is it just me?

[Cardinal Pizza Deliverance.]

...Knowing him was worth this hurt.

Sorry for your loss. That's probably the best thing that can be said about someone.