The Mega-Post is Dead


You should be able to view it again, but Masako had to shut off the comments at…


She had to delete one spam comment to get it viewable again (link).

Please, let’s hear a big round of applause for all of you who posted in the Mega-Post and kept it alive for a year and four months. Please use this comment thread to post your fondest memories of the post with the most…

the Mega-Post.

8,642 thoughts on “The Mega-Post is Dead”

  1. Steve G., I’ve noticed the creeping pace as well, and realize that the vibrant clubhouse is no more. Because of my inherent fear of advertracking, I’ve never used Twitter, Instagram, or TikTok, etc. The only “social media” I am on is Facebook, and it is not the same as it was in the early days. I stay there only because many of my friends and family occasionally share something I can relate to. Moltz hooked me on CARS, and so I occasionally poke the Giga-Post to see if it is still alive. I see that Moltz has articles on Six Colors, but so far I am too cheap to pay for access. That is the extent of my confession. I will continue to visit here looking for life, but I remain somewhat dubious. Cheers to all!

  2. We live! If you tickle us, do we not laugh? If you prick us, do we not make an obvious pun?

    It’s Nxxx I’m worried about (again), but then he’s probably off huntin’ wabbits or similar. I’ve been ‘away for some time’, alas (not jail . . . the builders destroyed my office for the last three months so I keep forgetting to login as my Mac time has been a bit wobbly).

    We should make a pact, like one of those Snape ones in Harry Potter, where we all have to post at least once a week or Ace dies?

  3. I’m questionably relieved that I’m not the alleged victim.

    Though if I’m valiant, I should only taste death once. Unless it’s tasty, then maybe I’ll ask for seconds.

  4. I wasn’t sure that that counted as a comment when I made it, but there was something of a response, so what the hey…

    Now, to prepare for the coming equinox.

  5. Oh the horror — I nigh-on forgot t’ natter like a pirate today. Now at least I ‘ave a chance o’ winnin’ the prize!

    Avast, ye scurvy bilge-rats (or gentlefolk, if that be the case)!

  6. Avaste, shipmates! Shiver mi timbres, I feel a shanty coming on!

    Hoo’s up for a roaring round of ‘What shall we do with the drunken Moltz-a’?

    A question wot made me acutely aware of the single-syllablism wot permeates this ‘ere post regarding appellations and the like.


  7. Voting. What a concept. We just need a worthy candidate, someone beyond reproach. Where to find such a person? I feel a headache coming on…

  8. Ace,
    I’m not saying that the post with the most _would_ vote, just that it could.

    No need to suffer brain damage looking for a worthy candidate.

  9. Can I proffer Nxxx as a viable candidate? Upright. Virtuous. Potentially prone to extreme violence. In a word, perfect. Although I fear we may have lost him to the MegaPost (but hopefully not entirely). I may need to prod Moltz again to check he’s okay.

  10. On that theme, if I do manage to clobber John, I’m going to give him an email he can give to you two in case this post ever goes down. So that we might actually one day meet. Before one of us goes down.

    Existentially, I mean.

    1. Just what is our overall status?
      Is there a worrying amount of Megapost/Gigapost denizens missing?

      Am I missing something?
      Is something missing from me?
      Is missing a something from you?


  11. Mrs. Steve G. does keep talking about wanting to take a trip across the Pond. And if you believe the radio adverts, I currently live in “the most powerful city in the free world.”

    Happy Turkey Day and post-turkey mass consumerism day to those who celebrate.

  12. I certainly miss Nxxx, my only Welsh acquaintance, and would vote for him simply because he escaped from prison via the contraption using helium balloons. I hope he is hale and hearty, and I hope that all of you are also surviving well in these apocalyptic times. Send me a ticket to a rendezvous and I will show up, despite all odds.

  13. In an attempt to both check up on Nxxx and provide a safety net for us to remain in contact should the Gigapost ever snuff it, I have attempted to contact Our Risen Lord Moltz through his disciple, St Gruber. No luck as yet. If anyone knows John’s direct email then do try similar. Failing that, at some point I’m just going to post a direct mail here so we at least have our private lines as backup if this ever goes down.


    And no, Sk8rCAi: other than Nxxx we’re all present and correct over here. Nice to see you’re still around. We just need to make it to the AI Singularity and our work here will be done. In which context I for one welcome the rule of our robotic overlords.

  14. Ahhh, where did Del go? We few, we happy few, we band of Mugga’s (mates) stride on into shining future of CARS. After all, we’ve survived one apocalypse already.

  15. What’s another apocalypse among friends?

    Does anyone recall whether any of Del’s critters are still roaming about? I’m hesitant to check the tunnels.

  16. Well, it’s taken a couple of months, but I finally thought of something clever to say. It goes something like, uh … damn, it’s on the tip of my tongue … uh, never mind. I’ll have to get back to you on that. Have a nice day.

  17. Afternoon. Sorry for my recent absence. Something called ‘work’ has rudely intruded of late. Tsk.

    I’m about to go back and read what I’ve missed. Hopefully some low-watt smut and references to the cyber Apocalypse.

  18. Had I known that a friend might drop by, I would have prepared something nice. As it is, slim pickings galore…

  19. Slim Pickings Galore was ironically my screen identity. In the 70s. It was a long time ago and I needed the money.

  20. Having just watched the keynote, I’m not sure Apple Intelligence is going to do it for me. It seems quite smug. What we need is something that constantly apologises even when in the right and offers you tea every quarter of an hour. British Intelligence, in fact.

    Make it so.

  21. Wouldn’t that be Canadian Intelligence? They’re always apologizing for something. Or would that be apologising?

  22. That should be an option, along with Artificial Common Sense, or even Natural Common Sense. I don’t care if it is Canadian, Japanese, or Martian. The smart phone should be able to say “My sensors tell me that you are holding me while driving a car, and that you are an idiot. Stop it already!”

  23. That was the plan, but the Tesla said “I got this” and burst into flames. Worst test drive ever.

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