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In the radioactive mantle of a nameless planet dwelled the kahaldans, who lived in an air bubble in the rock and coated its inner surface with glowing farms of fungi.
I used to be a high functioning marijuana addict. Now I am a much higher functioning addict. I achieved this with a spreadsheet and a dynamically adjusting meditation goal that was designed to get me high once a week on average. It is my greatest success in working with myself rather than against myself to shape my own behavior. Most people will not find this relevant; I posted this in the hopes that the few who do will find it as impactful as I did.
We didn't stick around long enough to meet the aliens, but our dogs did.
I read some Jordan Peterson because people were making fun of him and I wanted to know what that was about, and he has a segment about becoming a good cell-mate with your own mind. You're trapped with yourself in your own head; it's in your interest to make that little prison community run smoothly. Be polite. Trade with your neighbors. Crack jokes.
I want to urgently hammer into the consciousness of every progressive American straight woman struggling to find a partner that they should ask people out.
A list of interesting social events ideas I came up with.
Several hundred intrusive questions, with some crude filtering capacity, for use in games like Hot Seat.
Joseph Tainter’s explanation for why complex societies collapse in one sentence: the collapse of a society is a response to declining marginal returns on investment in complexity.