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mark a rayner: Twitterpocalypse

Writer’s note: Most of the Twitter handles are invented. And if the reverse chronology is a problem, you may prefer to start this short story at the beginning, but I recommend starting here: LandingPartyONE Displeased we did not demolish Twitter … . . . → Read More: mark a rayner: Twitterpocalypse

mark a rayner: Important Poll Here

Cowboy boot sandals! One of the 47 Signs of the Apocalypse? https://t.co/ViUC12yscf https://t.co/UeTmWnBwmy #fads — Mark A. Rayner (@markarayner) April 25, 2016 Naturally, if “yes” comes out on top, then there will be another Sign add… . . . → Read More: mark a rayner: Important Poll Here

mark a rayner: Forty-seven Signs of the Apocalypse (#30)

From the Book of Badonkadonk Yeah, verily, there shall be days of great wickedness, and the righteous shall be baffled by the Profligate and Vainglorious. There shall be a Box of Temptation, and this Box will taketh of images, and the Profligate shall worship these images. And they shall be posted on the Gram of . . . → Read More: mark a rayner: Forty-seven Signs of the Apocalypse (#30)

Scripturient: Blog & Commentary: Chemtrails redux: the attack of the tin-foil hat brigade

My earlier post on the nonsensical chemtrail conspiracy has generated quite a lot of activity recently (more than 1,000 views in a few days – thanks!). So much so that I decided to look online again to see why – had this silliness abated? Were people waking up and laughing at their former craziness? Or . . . → Read More: Scripturient: Blog & Commentary: Chemtrails redux: the attack of the tin-foil hat brigade

Chadwick's Blog & Commentary: Doomsday averted (again)

Seventeen thousand miles. Seems like a long way, but it’s less than one tenth the distance from here to the moon, and it’s within the satellite belt. In cosmic terms, it’s frighteningly close. Consider that the Sun is 93 million … Continue reading →

Chadwick's Blog & Commentary: The other conspiracy theories….

After writing about the nonsensical “chemtrail” conspiracy theory and its tin-foil-hat brigade believers, I amused myself by reading up on some of the other conspiracies-du-jour on the internet. And no, I don’t mean your garden-variety secret-mushroom-farm, PRA dome, lobbyists-and-rec-facilities, aliens-in-disguise-running-the-library, … Continue reading →

mark a rayner | scribblings, squibs & sundry monkey joys: An Open Letter to John Hodgman, Minor Celebrity

Dear Judge John Hodgman, I would normally never bother a minor celebrity, but I have a warning to pass along. It may save your life. Last night I had a rather disturbing dream. It felt prophetic, though I hope it … Continue reading →

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mark a rayner | scribblings, squibs & sundry monkey joys: Forty-seven Signs of the Apocalypse (#32)

From the Book of Toll-Free Numbers And lo, there will come a time when it will be possible to talk to the other Faithful, who live at great distances. Truly, there shall be some among us who will provideth of … Continue reading →

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mark a rayner | scribblings, squibs & sundry monkey joys: An Unlikely Apocalypse

At first, it had seemed possible to continue moving through the desolate landscape on foot, but soon, it was obviously impracticable. Many bad things happened to the people travelling in traditional, bipedal mode: Ether-snakes. Entropic planter fasciitis. Electric sand. (And … Continue reading →

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mark a rayner | scribblings, squibs & sundry monkey joys: Dreamscapes: The Stars Go Out

In the dream, we know something is wrong when I notice the constellations have all disappeared. All that remains in the night sky is the deep black of space, and a few sets of stars — in triplets and doubles, … Continue reading →

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