I was wondering what it would take to bump Jesus Hitler from the top half of The New York Times homepage.
Turns out a bum security-software update that FUBARs “airlines, medical services, TV broadcasts, banks and scores of other businesses and services around the world” will do the trick.
I call that extreme, but thanks to CrowdStrike for the change of subject.
Mad Blog Media 
There are a dozen or so xkcd cartoons I could link to once a week. This one is top 3.
https://xkcd.com/2347
Ho, ho. That’s a good one. And a Nebraska angle, too, so, bonus.
Isn’t putting all your digital eggs in one microsoft cloud a good idea? Interesting that Mac and Linux machines were not affected.
One report says CrowdStrike did something similar to Linux users awhile back. Guess they haven’t discovered us yet.
We got home from NC just in time!
Find yourselves a pied-à-terrier yet?
We eliminated a bunch of possibilities and narrowed the search to a couple areas not surrounded by highways and where I could bike without instant death.
The instant-death thing is a non-starter. Who’s going to relocate halfway across the country for that? If you wanted instant death, you could just drop by Wyoming and Central around 3 in the morning with a fat wallet sticking out of your hip pocket. It’s like a 90-minute drive and you don’t gotta pack nothin’ but your wallet.
Oh, hell, yeah, the War Zone. I recall it with great joy. At one point we were looking at a little place in Southeast Heights/Parkland Hills, but a realtor bought it with cash, given it is close to UNM. We later realized we would be 3 blocks from Zuni. Thanks, but no thanks.
I haven’t been down that way in a while. I usually cruise the Mother Road from about Carlisle to Tramway after visiting Charlie, Zach and the gang at Two Wheel Drive. It’s like a casting call for “The Last of Us.” The Mother Road, not Two Wheel Drive.
Meanwhile, the homeless/panhandling crowd is getting pushed around and about. The city, trumpeting meaningless stats about auto-ped crashes, passes some regs about which medians are too small to support beggary; beggars do it anyway; city fills said medians with jagged rocks the size of Hulk Hogan’s head to make it even harder than it was. Now, suddenly, Tramway and Central, one of our eastern portals, seems clear of the down-and-out. But if you get on the bike paths — say, Paseo de las Montañas, and take it over I-40, past Jerry Cline Park and through Tom Bolack Urban Forest Park, why, you will find out where they went.
There are a ton more under Carlisle at I-40, near the Hampton, and along the North Diversion Channel Trail up to about Singer. Talk about your tough hustles: Camping rough in The Duck! City during the Dog Days has gotta be right up there.
Fanta Se just passed what is called a narrow median ordinance, which is a fig leaf for an anti-panhandling ordinance. Chalk one up to the City Indifferent. My caustic comments on that issue have made me personal non grata in City Hall. My renewal for my membership on the Public Safety Committee seems to have been dumped down the Memory Hole. Fine. I’ll take the pay cut and have more time to bicycle.