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January 2008 Posts January 31, 2008  Sanctuary is a web-based skiffy TV show. It is created by and starring a number of the people from the Stargate:SG1 & Atlantis crowd. This is something I will have to ... acquire.
Our work place has the usual conversation. What would you do if you won the lottery? How much would it take to quit work? What would you spend 37 million on? How the heck can you spend it all? My answer always includes traveling and spending it on things I can only dream of, completely frivolous but most likely, completely worth it.
For example, how about siphon coffee? At $20,000 this coffee machine does a very unique blend of filter coffee that is fabulous in it's design and, from what they say, it's flavour. I love coffee in all forms and flavours. From the ubiquitous Large Double Double to the crappy corporate sludge I have right now, to Starbucks to my own homemade drip or plunger or stovetop espresso or even the jar of instant that I have more for cookies but is often used for lazy lazy days. Yes, days lazier than plunger (bodum k?) cuz i was so lazy i didn't clean the fucker out the day before. Hell, I even like my three day old microwaved coffee. I still want to try the rodent poop coffee and the $15 cup from around here. And probably tomorrow, I will try the new machine my sister gave me, one of those push button espresso makers. Yum.
January 31 08 January 30, 2008 Another song that has been going around in my head for quite a while is Somewhere Over the Rainbow by Israel Kamakawiwo Ole. I have never heard it outside the context of a TV show.
Finally, I have a real job. Full time, with bennies. Now wouldn't this be the best time to be diagnosed with TB?
January 30 08 January 28, 2008 LMAO. It was only a matter of time before one nutty computer met another nutty computer and fell in love. I imagine their lovechild will be a timetravelling Skynet.
January 24, 2008 Saw Cloverfield last night. I was surprised that even with a 'cloverfield monster' Google Search you get nothing even remotely close. They had a ball seeding misinformation.
January 23, 2008 January 18, 2008 If Wanted is not already based on a video game, the licensed FPS that will inevitably come from it better be damn fucking good.
Remember when I mentioned that the Apple EFI 1.4 update corrupted the video on the MacBook Pros (previous version) when using BootCamp, now officially supported in Leopard? This long long forum post was recently locked so nobody else can add their woes to it. Booooooo Apple.
January 17, 2008 OK, the internet is officially weird. Magibon is a YouTube channel where this (21 year old) cutie stares at you bashfully. Is it just everyday pervie or some weird japanese thing? A little of column A and a little of column B, as my new favourite saying goes.
And you, to whom adversity has dealt the final blowI am listening to Scuttlebutt Radio and The Mary Ellen Carter is playing. Man, the story about the guy singing in order to survive is making me weepy. I'm such a sap these days.
OK, you have heard of Morgellens, right? It's the disease where you start itching, then you get red sores and finally wirey little growths start appearing on you, sort of like dermatological fibre optic cabling. But did you know that it is a sign of End of Days? Fucking freaks.
Oh man the geek in me has his toes twitching for the First Look At New Enterprise and I don't even have a Star Trek category.
Oooops, damn my hosting company really screwed up. Crap. What a rotten time to ask Marmy's credit card to cover my hosting for the time being, while I pay down the Xmas overdraft.
XIII was a french comic book that I first came into contact in Montreal in that oh-so-euro style of comics -- big lovely painted hardcover comics. I knew of the comic through the FPS game, which was credited for its cell-shaded look and comic book panel style cut scenes. I loved the game.
The story is a Jason Bourne style spy plot with a sans-memory guy washing up on the shore. Almost immediately he is being attacked by gun toting thugs -- is that a copyrighted phrase? He spends most of the game trying to figure out who he is, why people are trying to kill him and what the title 13 means. It's twisted and fun.
The wiki site mentions a movie but yesterday we walked back from Burrito Boyz and there were the usual film-shoot pylons everywhere. But what caught my eye was the posted note with the XIII logo. It was informing the neighbourhood that the XIII TV series was being shot in and around this area, which I believe is required by the filming permit. While I don't know if this info was misdirection so people are not hunting for Steve Dorff, slated to be in the movie, I think it would make a good series. At least in the short term.
January 17 08 January 16, 2008 LMAO. I couldn't stop snickering at this video of Team Fortress 2 griefing, as in being a pain in the ass while playing.
January 15, 2008 You know, I miss the days when you read someone's sidelinks and the majority were not xxx.wordpress.com or xxx.typad.com or xxx.blogspot.com. Whatever happened to personalized domains?
What a frickin' odd and visceral dream.
It's an old city, a city in a desert, a city that would be Baghdad if this was earth but it isn't so let's just say it's an ancient city in an ancient empire in the desert. The streets are dust and cracked cobblestones, the buildings are leaning structures of mud bricks and wattle. Everything is crowded.
I am sitting on a ledge about six feet off the ground, a ledge positioned next to a roughly curtained alcove, on a wall in a busy intersection. I am wrapped from head to toe in dirty, filthy, stained bandages like a mummy upright. I know that beneath the cloth are numerous sores and open wounds. I am suffering for my god. My old god, my ancient all but forgotten god in a city packed to the rafters with old forgotten gods. Behind me, in the alcove is a simple stacked brick altar and before the altar sits the last hero to defend the god, a true mummy gone to bones and sinew. He is missing his head.
A slight figure appears before me in the loose clothes of a noble woman but I know she is barely out of adolescence, maybe in her early twenties. She is small and slight but shapely in all the right places and I feel stirring of long forgotten reactions. She looks at me and asks, "You are he? You are the guardian of the forgotten one?"
"I am not the guardian, I am just the watcher, the ... witness."
I part the curtain to reveal the headless hero, "This is the guardian."
She ignores the headless sack of bones and stares in awe at the altar. She is radiating emotion and passion for she knows there is power within. She quickly looks at me, "Blood must be given to revive our god."
"I have plenty of free blood, " I say showing her the blood stained bandages on my hand. She almost accepts my open wounds but then she cries, "No, I have a better idea, blood of more worth."
I am puzzled as she begins pulling off the wraps and pieces of clothing she is wearing but quickly it dawns on me. She is an unsullied virgin. She will give her first blood to the god. And it will be as much to me as it is to the altar. My heart begins to pound as I watch her reveal smooth young skin and I am surprised by the beauty of her, not just of young naked flesh but of a shimmering white tattoo that covers her brown skinned body. I am revolted that I will be the one to be her first and in such a manner but cannot say no to such beauty and passion. And I wonder what we will revive with this blood and sweat.
I love the dreams where I am in the mind of the main character but it is so obviously not me, where I am part of some plot that seems so distant from my mind.
January 15 08 January 14, 2008 If you play games, you end up with a lot of spare dice. What do you do with all those spare random number generators? How do you store them? Where do you buy them? How many to keep handy? Do you have any special sets (in terms of manufacture, sentimental value, luck, etc.)?”So the The Second-Geekiest Open Question asks and I answer, "Well, duhhh, a dice bag." I suppose it could have been a dice chest. That would be slightly geekier than a bag.
I have been looking around for a decent dayminder / calendar. I actually was using a free Spacing calendar I found last year, one with lots of photos of Rannie's. Lo and behold, I could continue the trend.
Someone, possibly more than one, has asked me in the past why I don't scrapbook. They know of my interest in papercraft and collage and being ... creative. But to be honest, I dismissed scrapbooking as just an offshoot of suburban housewifey creativity which expanded upon highschool year books. But via this article about A scrapbook career in shreds, (career?!? competitions?!?!) I found that some people had abandoned the original concept and gone quite into the true artistic collage concepts. It reminds me of some of the best of SLAMs and FBs that I used to see in my penpal days.
At it's most basic, scrapbooking seems to be a way to take your box of photos and lay them out with additional notes, elements of memorabilia and keepsakes. At it's best, it abandons the origins and just becomes a true memory collage. I honestly could get into this and i do prefer this idea, no matter how banal, then just a linear collection of photos in a sticky album.
P.S. The people mentioned in the original article, slagging her, realllllll-y take the whole concept a little toooo seriously. And P.S.S. her blog.
January 14 08 January 11, 2008 Wow. Japanese girls really like to complicate their fashion sense. Imagine if we could categorize NA girls this way? I mean, we can definitely play on the various punk girl styles but what the average fashionable types?
Andrew Olmstead was an american soldier and a blogger. He died recently and he left a post mortem post on his old personal blog that was activated by a friend.
I like the idea of this, a sort of Last Testament of a blogger that can obviously be seen by more than those who hear about a Last Testament and Will. I sort of imagine writing an unpublished post and updating it on a regularly basis, a reflection on your life and your blogging, to be left to those who enjoyed your reading. I think this would be a good idea. (via davenetics)
January 11 08 Wow. It's a real life anime chick. Look at those big eyes, that small mouth! And in the world of anime, even the blue eyes and blonde hair could mean she is still Japanese.
January 10, 2008
It's no mystery that I am currently obsessed with money and the lack of my having it. I am no stranger to a dearth of wealth but I always had enough. Last night's escapade of
January 09, 2008 Gosh I do love the idea of reducing and simplifying but if I can only moved from "liking it" to "doing it."
January 08, 2008 January 07, 2008 Heh. Homophobes beware; Capt. Jack of Torchwood has a new love interest, or at least lust, and it's Spike :)
January 04, 2008 The other aspect of the vinyl toy industry is the paper toy industry. Alot of them are free and placed online (often for a limited time) for you to download and assemble. The problem is you might only find out about it after it "expires". It's nice to know sites like Vinyltoys Templates, a bit of a misnomer of a name, hang onto the templates.
January 03, 2008 At first I saw the post about Cringeworthy animated rip-offs and then I remembered that cashing in on stupid people believing these cheap imitations to be the real thing, is quite common in the entertainment world. Just look at your DVD shelves? When 300 came out in the theatre, 300 Spartans was also out in red & gold colours. For every popular genre movie there is a straight-to-DVD version / rip-off.
Is Cherry Blossoms for real?!? It's an art project where the artist wore a backpack that reacted to bombings in Baghdad but exploding confetti... in Boston. In Boston. That is once city that doesn't understand art vs bomb references.
Stupid fuckers. Snap had a fun lil widget that allowed me to pick & choose when I wanted to highlight a link with a pop-up thumbnail. Yeah yeah, some people were annoyed by it but now the fuckers have decided to have the javascript automatically link some of the popular keywords in my posts, without my permission. Buh-bye SnapShots.
January 02, 2008
The thing I like about blogging is that, unlike hand written diaries, I like looking back on old entries. So, to repeat last year's meme, I give you the first sentence in the first post on each month.
January 01, 2008
happy new year my friends, family, cats and compatriots !! January 01 08 |
