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It’s that time of year again folks… Galactic Hitchhhikers needs you! The rent is due for our hoopy haven here… This year we are raising money for site upgrades, what kind of upgrades you ask? Good ones. We will be adding membership and members profiles, a forum for you old folks who still like forums…
None of us have a million bucks, but a million of us have a buck. In this community we look out for each other, especially in times of hardship…
“He wouldn’t even lift a finger to save his own grandmother from the Ravenous Bugblatter Beast of Traal without orders – signed in triplicate by the Kremlin, sent in, called fake news, sent back, queried, lost, found, denied, accused of being Hillary Clinton’s emails….”
(Note: The event description has been edited as to include those temporally located before and after the day of First Contact. The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy says that one of the major problems encountered in time travel is not that of becoming your own father or mother. There is no problem in becoming your…
“The point of modern propaganda isn’t only to misinform or push an agenda. It is to exhaust your critical thinking, to annihilate truth.” ~ Garry Kasparov
“For small creatures such as we the vastness is bearable only through love.” -Carl Sagan As the Vogons take control of the US government, there is a vastness we are facing. That vastness may seem frightening, and it should, it is the dark divide between reason and the lack thereof; but we need not fear…..we…
“TIME HAS RESUMED ITS SHAPE. ALL IS AS IT WAS BEFORE. MANY SUCH JOURNEYS ARE POSSIBLE. LET ME BE YOUR GATEWAY.” –The Guardian of Forever. Original post from TALES FROM SALONBAY Courtesy of Moxie Magnus
The moon rises over the bayou, casting a strange glow on the Spanish moss draped in the darkness. Somewhere a pot of gumbo cooks in a Voodoo Queen’s lair…..