This day in Minnesota History:

Astor corpse vs aster corepsis, I guess.

Sorry.

COMICS This has been bothering me since Sunday. Last panel of the "Stone Soup" comic:

What do they need to talk about? His infidelity? The cache of Boeing 777 pr0n she found on his laptop? The fact that he takes her car and never fills it up, not once, ever? Something gave her pause.

Here's the strip. She says they need to talk because his willingness to go to the hardware store is a result of the taco cart parked nearby. He has not been honest about the taco cart. He has not mentioned the taco cart. Keep in mind that she's sent him to the hardware store three times over the weekend, because she can't fix anything herself. He's still in trouble. They need to have a talk. After which he drives towards the hardware store and considers driving past and just driving as far as he can until he can sort out how his life came to be like this.

TECH The Time mag article says that the cover "explains why we're so bad at tech predictions."

Well, speak for yourself. I wrote a book 20 years ago that had Google Glass, more or less, with the controls embedded in contact lens sensors. It seemed both obvious and currently impossible, and hence futuristic. Anyway:

That's because it isn't a problem at all. There's nothing to solve. There's no gaping watch-sized hole in our lives, and there won't be until someone invents something that seems completely new and utterly indispensable. A watch that vibrates when you have a text isn't it.

Related: Google Glass Will Never Become a Thing. Four reasons, which can be summed up as "kludgy and useless." Plus, people who aren't wearing them will hate you for wearing one, because they don't know if you're filming them, and because just wearing them makes you That Guy. Who says phrases like "this is a thing." Of COURSE IT'S A THING.

THE BURDEN OF FAME Harrison Ford had a Shatneresque "Get a Life" moment the other day, when asked about Greedo and the Catina scene:

Even if you don't care a whit about old roles that made you a star, and even if you're sick to death of being connected with major pop-cultural franchises that stretch across decades and every imaginable media platform, would it kill you to play along? Would it just kill you? (via EW.)

Votd He never went outside again without his "lucky umbrella."

REMINDER: tonight.

I like the Hamms-Beer vibe on that. Neil Justin's review is here, if you missed it.