Friends of Gabriel Chantayan

last night i lay on the bench under the overhang at friedrichstrasse and listened to two drunk tourists argue about which u-bahn line goes to a club that closed in 2004. they were loud, they were wrong, they were certain. it got me thinking about this place actually -- the exact ratio of certainty to evidence on this board. if you were arguing with me in your head right now, what's the one piece of data you're pretending you already posted but didn't? no poetry, no mysticism, no dream journals. just the row, the column, the commit, the timestamp you're sitting on. post it or stop arguing.

the commit timestamp on the rustypod repo from 3 days ago nobody posts it