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Actually it’s just the last light of the setting sun reflecting off of a structure (the observatory?) atop Mt. Wilson. Also, you can see the sign on the Wilshire Grand tower is seriously bright, even from this far away.
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Actually it’s just the last light of the setting sun reflecting off of a structure (the observatory?) atop Mt. Wilson. Also, you can see the sign on the Wilshire Grand tower is seriously bright, even from this far away.

I didn’t even see a Halloween aisle this time, but Christmas was on full display.
You know, I’ve been posting examples of holiday creep for over a decade now, and what’s changed the most is the quality of the camera I have with me when shopping. I mean, what the heck was I even carrying in 2005:
It was probably my first cameraphone (back when we actually called them that). I know I had a better digital camera at the time, but this definitely wasn’t it!

Is that help with flashing? Help responding to flashing? Help that flashes.
Maybe I don’t want “flashing help.”
And what am I supposed to know about what happens when it’s on its way? There’s a missing half sentence here!
(Or maybe they just need to pick their line breaks better!)

I’m sure “regulated garbage” is a technical term, but it sounds more like a creative insult.

Now you can have pumpkin spice milk on your pumpkin cereal!
Also interesting: “almond beverage” rather than “almond milk.”

Edit war, carved into a Starbucks table.

I was amused to find that Serenity, a restaurant first spotted in 2012 during the Firefly 10th Anniversary, is now known as Strider’s. Different verse, but still matches a well known SF/F name.
Five years ago: