Excels Equally in Awesomeness & Modesty
While I’m glad The Good Place will be ending on its own terms, I’m bummed that it’s ending — it’s the best show on TV, and we’ll all be worse off when it’s over.
Also, if you’re not watching it, you need to get on that shirt right forking now.
…that will make more sense when you watch the show, I swear.
For nearly three weeks, Baltimore has struggled with a cyberattack by digital extortionists that has frozen thousands of computers, shut down email and disrupted real estate sales, water bills, health alerts and many other services.
But here is what frustrated city employees and residents do not know: A key component of the malware that cybercriminals used in the attack was developed at taxpayer expense a short drive down the Baltimore-Washington Parkway at the National Security Agency, according to security experts briefed on the case.
This is obviously an isolated incident and definitely shouldn’t be used as evidence that maybe giving the FBI a back-door through encryption could be a bad idea.
Honestly the only reason I’m not demanding it be December right now is because that would mean I’m skipping Avengers: Endgame, but that’s it.
I just remembered that this exists, and I wanted you to know about it, too.
Amazon.com founder and Washington Post owner Jeff Bezos was investigating how The National Enquirer got ahold of the steamy text messages he sent to his mistress. The National Enquirer, you might imagine, wasn’t keen on that:
Something unusual happened to me yesterday. Actually, for me it wasn’t just unusual — it was a first. I was made an offer I couldn’t refuse. Or at least that’s what the top people at the National Enquirer thought. I’m glad they thought that, because it emboldened them to put it all in writing. Rather than capitulate to extortion and blackmail, I’ve decided to publish exactly what they sent me, despite the personal cost and embarrassment they threaten.
Good on Bezos for standing up to these buckets of slime posing as humans at The National Enquirer, but woe be unto us, the rest of humanity, as the likelihood that we’re going to see Bezos’s Bits has increased 700%.
In 11th grade, we had to make a video based on a poem for my A.P. English class. At the request of my teacher, I did two — the one she wanted was a overly-serious (and totally misunderstanding of the point of the poem) video for Robert Frost’s “The Road Less Traveled”, and the one I wanted to do was a reading of the Shaft theme.
This is all to say that I can’t wait for this movie, and I will 100% be there several times opening weekend.
I love this trailer, but I hate the title, which is Marvel’s own damn fault — don’t keep the name of the movie a secret and overhype it if you’re just going to go with what everyone’s first guess was, you ninnies.
In fact, here’s a few titles I would have liked them to go with instead:
