what are the odds, that was my nickname in college

Fʀᴀɴᴋʟʏ, I'ᴍ ɴᴏᴛ ᴇᴠᴇɴ ᴄᴏɴᴠɪɴᴄᴇᴅ ᴡᴇ ɴᴇᴇᴅ ʟᴏᴡᴇʀᴄᴀsᴇ ʟᴇᴛᴛᴇʀs ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ғɪʀsᴛ ᴘʟᴀᴄᴇ. Sᴇᴇᴍs ᴛᴏ ᴍᴇ ᴛʜᴀᴛ's ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴀsᴋɪɴɢ ғᴏʀ ᴛʀᴏᴜʙʟᴇ.

I hear that's the same way they came up with Goldman Sachs, Johnson & Johnson, and Microsoft

Shit, an emulator getting taken down for... actual copyright infringement? You don't see that every day.

To say nothing of the whole, y'know, "grafting experimental hardware directly into peoples' brains" thing.

Todd Howard: "You guys are changing the number?"

Look, I don't care who you are, I don't care what you want running the country; if you're still posting grainy screengrabs of a cell phone bootleg of a movie that has been out on 4k Blu-Ray for damn near six years... You don't get to make cracks about who can and cannot "meme."

And you damn sure don't get to do it in red text in a mint green bubble, christ almighty.

"Djinn", specifically, being the correct word choice. We're way past fun-loving blue cartoon Robin Williams genies granting wishes, doing impressions of Jack Nicholson and getting into madcap hijinks. We're back into fuckin'... shapeshifting cobras woven of fire and dust by the archdevil Iblis, hiding in caves and slithering out into the desert at night to tempt mortal men to sin. That mythologically-accurate shit.

I mean... Five minutes before the slap, he was sitting in his front-row seat at an internationally-televised award ceremony where he had just been nominated for two of the most coveted honors in cinema. I dunno if he was that bad off.

Once again proving that you can lead a horse to lager, but you can't make him think.

Mar-a-Lago, Palm Beach, Florida

Holy shit. I've figured it out. I've cracked the master plan.

"Um, excuse me, stolen classified documents piled high to the rafters in my bathroom? I believe that's the New York attorney general's bathroom, athankyouverymuch. Case dismissed!"

~~This makes the fairly generous assumption that the man is capable of planning, but whatever.~~

other favored theories include:

• one or more Beastie Boy(s) was on the bus in The Voyage Home, saw Spock neck-pinch the punk with the boombox, and thought "damn, we should write a song about that"
• in the Star Trek universe, the line is "like a slap on the ass from Doctor Spock"
• the line alludes to a character in a pulp sci-fi story authored by one Benny Russell and published in Incredible Tales of Scientific Wonder, circa 1953