I’m writing in pure hyperbole. I know this. I just don’t know another way to talk about this movie. Watching Fury Road in the theater on opening night, I worried that I was being obnoxious, gleefully cackling with glee and, more than once, literally throwing my hands up in disbelief.

Litke and Shear say mining that many dogecoins couldn't be accomplished with the hijacked storage devices alone—each has the cryptocurrency mining power of a smartphone, they say.

[…] Stevens wrote symbolic rather than transcriptive poetry.

… we could, with the greateſt eaſe, as well as clearneſs, ſee all objects, (ourſelves unſeen) only by applying our eyes cloſe to the crevice, where the moulding of a pannel had warp'd, or ſtarted a little on the other ſide.