kibo

How's it going? I found your profile fascinating, particularly when you mentioned zombies...

... I find this kind thing awkward to write, but as an atheist physics grad student who is obsessed with zombie movies and plays in a metal band in his spare time, I pretty much had to message you based on the great taste I noticed in your profile.

According to OK Cupid's data, the above is the ultimate first-contact message. Use it wisely.

(Via unfogged.)
kibo

Daimon Kringle, Son of Santa

this thread is pure win, speculating on what kinds of powers a superhero by the above name would have.

My fave is the exchange between me and xiphias in comments:
(x):
Anyway, so we now know that Santa Claus is a grim-and-gritty noir hero. He works only by darkness, in the darkest, coldest nights of the year -- stepping out from a frozen fortress at the North Pole, as cold and merciless as his own inflexible code.

(me):

The Son of Santa, of course, thinks his dad hasn't gone far enough - it's not enough to reward the nice; the naughty must be PUNISHED.

(x):

. . . which, in fact, is more in line with the older legends. So it's actually that the Son of Santa believes that his father has lost the plot and that it's time to go BACK to a time when children lived in FEAR of the darkness -- and where you'd really BETTER not laugh and better not cry.
kibo

By my age, I really shouldn't be shocked by this kind of stuff

But damn.

Two months before the fall of the Berlin Wall, Margaret Thatcher told President Gorbachev that neither Britain nor Western Europe wanted the reunification of Germany and made clear that she wanted the Soviet leader to do what he could to stop it.

In an extraordinary frank meeting with Mr Gorbachev in Moscow in 1989 — never before fully reported — Mrs Thatcher said the destabilisation of Eastern Europe and the breakdown of the Warsaw Pact were also not in the West’s interests. She noted the huge changes happening across Eastern Europe, but she insisted that the West would not push for its decommunisation. Nor would it do anything to risk the security of the Soviet Union.
kibo

What facebook is good for

So, right, I got married. Yay for me and evaluna68!

But anyway, we've been alternately logging in on my laptop to look at/tag/comment on the hundred-fifty or so photos that have ALREADY been put up, the very next day. I'm not a huge fan of the endless quizzes/pointless political causes/mafia wars/li'l green patches et cetera et cetera, but I am now convinced that there's actually a purpose for the damn thing.