Because of my baby’s medical bills

It’s St Patrick’s Day here and everywhere else around the world: Guinness, green/orange, leprechauns, clover leafs, bad accents, the lot. So here’s something to do while you’re recovering from a bad case of the regrets later.

Horoscopes, urban tourism games, paper art, speakers and more speakers, the meaning of life, a meeting of the keykeepers, wearable tech and new-tech fashion and accessories, thermodynamics, fruit pie electronics, personal computer security ideas, celebrity interviews [well, only one, and that from a few years back], the Scottish play, robot in space, porn shame, console controllers and more! So drink up and celebrate with everyone else:

Once more, apologies for the final link there. It may absorb your soul [and time] ever so slowly.
[And maybe there'll be some actual Pattie's Day links to post by next time.]

Aren’t you wonderful taking little Hugo to the museums?

Let’s just get this posted then. Rather than mucking about pretending more will be added shortly.

All sorts of things in here this time around. We have spies and traitors, snails and worms, apples and seeds, doctors and singers, computers and mecha, glasses and face recognition, texting and old games, horoscopes and comic books, 80s music and statistics, cartoons and web comics, creators and anniversaries, reasons and motor vehicles. It’s all happening. So jump right in and start reading a Q&A from the most well known “traitor” of recent times: