Chubby, brunette Eunice Kinnison sat in a rocker, reading the Sunday papers and listening to the radio. Her husband Ralph lay sprawled upon the davenport, smoking a cigarette and reading the current issue of EXTRAORDINARY STORIES against an unheard background of music. Mentally, he was far from Tellus, flitting in his super-dreadnaught through parsec after parsec of vacuous space. E.E. "Doc" Smith, Triplanetary, Chapter 5: "1941"
Wednesday, March 18, 2009
SyFy
What frakking idiot was in charge of the "rebranding" of a increasingly irrelevant content provider?
1 comment:
They don't want me, as a "dysfunctional geek" to be in their audience.
So I won't be in their audience and they can be happy.
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