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Pixel

Pixel Q. refuses to talk about himself. If thou wishest, thou may infer from his blog what thou wishest.

ALIENS!!!

Bastille Day

I figured out the secret to world peace. You’ve probably guessed it from the title of this post, but that won’t stop me from going on and on about how I came to this realization. The short version: I didn’t.…

Why does everyone wrong number text message me?

Bastille Day

Them: From: +19152614940 To: +19158678669 07/02/07 15:08 Hey sexy thing what you doing Me: From: +19158678669 To: +19152614940 07/02/07 15:10 Plotting. What about you? Umm… equally sexy thing? Them: 07/02/07 15:13 Well just here cooking getting things ready for tomorrow…

A Pixelated Mind: Amusement for the Kids

PG “for saying the word ‘hell’ four times and ‘death’ once” What in the name of hell’s name is that hellish piece of hell? I wish death upon the dying of the dead hellish dead. Dead dead dead. Hell Hell…

How to exorcise the ghost in the machine

Rated G

Step One: Try to understand it. I never understood the concept of blind faith. Even when I believed in God, it was inductive faith rather than blind faith. I have inductive faith that the chair I sit on will not…

Midpost Regret

Rated G

There’s a condition afflicting bloggers the world over known as Meditabellae desiderium or ‘Midpost Regret.’ Midpost regret occurs when a writer has started writing or nearly finished writing a post and realizes that their post was: a) poorly thought out.…

Seven Things about Pixel Q.

Rated G

(If memetics is going to claim to be the analogue of genetics, it’s got to be ready for a few harmful mutations every now and then. Luckily, in memetics, unlike genetics, you can purposefully mutate a meme. So seven instead…