Sinclaire Sunday. Today, Chloe is riding about on her futuristic space-croissant..... thing..... (What the hell ARE the Puma sisters sitting on in that classic Dominion Tank Police poster?!)
Sinclaire Sunday. Today, Chloe is wearing a cape and running around making wooshing sounds, while harassing Maxi to construct a functioning anti-gravity grid/complex system of pulleys.
I love that these little buggers became a meme. It's like they're little agents quietly infiltrating online communities that have never heard of me, prompting people to ask "what's that actually FROM?" ...... and then it is too late.
Sinclaire Sunday. No such thing as "bad weather", just "the wrong clothes". (I do like a poncho. I've an awesome oilskin one. Totally waterproof and far better than a brolly in windy weather)
Putting a marketplace next to the town square just seems like a no-brainer to me, provided that it's not done in such a way that it annoys the existing user-base. Irrelevant now, of course. Who the hell would trust Elon with their credit card details?
I started out in advertising. If I'd ever merely SUGGESTED replacing an iconic element of branding with something so generic that it gets completely lost amid what's already out there; I'd have been fired.