Alright, so I'm all caught up on LJ now... or, at least as caught up as I'm going to be. If anything really important happened that you think I should know about, somewhere between like the 1st and the 4th, please call my attention to it here. Otherwise, I probably ain't gonna see it. :-P
That being said... I am not completely oblivious to events that have transpired throughout the world.
freakylynx, I am aware that it was perhaps foolish of me to make a bet that even if I won, I could potentially not collect on it for another 60 years or so. That being said, I'm thinking it quite possibly might be entirely fair to call in ours, given recent events.
tigerfoxx tells me he's all ready to be pretty during Furfright, perhaps you guys should make it a double? You could make it a sort of Mommy / Cub thing... ;) *slurps!*
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In other news... OMG LESS THAN A WEEK TILL WE MOVE!!!1111ONE!
That being said... I am not completely oblivious to events that have transpired throughout the world.
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In other news... OMG LESS THAN A WEEK TILL WE MOVE!!!1111ONE!
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Back from AC now. I may not do too much of a con report as I'm still really exhausted, but Rex and I had a really great time, and we made a whole bunch of new friends, as well as getting to catch up well with some old ones. Hope everyone else had a great time and got home safe, and we'll look forward to seeing you again soon. Take care everyone! :) *hugs*
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Rex and I are on our way to AC now, see you all there tonight! :)
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Stolen from
cargoweasel, because I like it.
Originally from here.
On the Sudden Passing of Michael Jackson.
By Raymond Q. Smuckles
President, Prime Time Records
It’s bad. It’s bad around here. It’s like today was fake. Even the sunlight seems staged. I wish they’d take it away.
When I got the Celebrity Death Beep on my Blackberry, I blew it off as a dumb rumor. That service is good, but I can see it makin’ mistakes. A false headline at, like, The Onion coulda’ triggered it. Michael had an eye on his health constantly. You know that about him. We all know the lengths he went to for health. Dude slept in a hyperbaric chamber. I like my health, but I ain’t gonna go that far, you know? Michael’s health was, to him, a special, magical thing. Something worth machines.
What I think a lotta folks are feelin’ now is a regret. Not regret that a man died; no. They regret that for almost three decades they been mockin’ this guy. This guy who wrote Thriller, and PYT, and Billie Jean. You know who you are, you Michael deniers, listenin’ to your The Cure or Aerosmith. You always considered Michael’s music silly. Not serious. Lame, mainstream. “Popular.” And his life — everyone gets a kick outta’ watchin’ the mighty fall. It sells paper. It makes us feel falsely superior, from our low places. Yet now, now that he’ll never sing another note, you listen to those songs anew —ABC, I Want You Back, Beat It — and you know who he was. Michael had more talent in his little finger than any act today has among four men. Try wakin’ up tomorrow and writin’ We Are The World. See what you come up with. See if you can get Stevie and Tina to come down to the studio, along with Bruce and Billy and twenty other people who cost a whole hell of a lotta money at the time.
Michael was our music. The next time you’re out alone in your car, and Smooth Criminal comes on, it’s gonna mean somethin’ different to you. You’re not gonna change it this time. You’re gonna hear it and think to yourself, “I missed knowin’ his music in the moment.” I don’t blame The Cure. That was your call. The Cure is just out there, like car horns or people who make noise when they cry. The Cure is a choice. When we hear Michael, it is not a choice to feel the beat. It is not a choice to cock your head and straighten all the fingers on your right hand.
His story went out like a light today, and now all we have is his music. He can’t make any more mistakes.* We can’t say anything bad about him anymore.**
R.I.P., Michael. You moved more wax than anybody, player.***
-=Ray Smuckles=-
Achewood Estates, CA
June 25, 2009
* Unless there is something weird in his will.
** I wish this were true.
*** Except: The Beatles (they had a huge head start), Elvis (even bigger head start), and Bing Crosby (40-year head start, and declining super-fast).
Originally from here.
On the Sudden Passing of Michael Jackson.
By Raymond Q. Smuckles
President, Prime Time Records
It’s bad. It’s bad around here. It’s like today was fake. Even the sunlight seems staged. I wish they’d take it away.
When I got the Celebrity Death Beep on my Blackberry, I blew it off as a dumb rumor. That service is good, but I can see it makin’ mistakes. A false headline at, like, The Onion coulda’ triggered it. Michael had an eye on his health constantly. You know that about him. We all know the lengths he went to for health. Dude slept in a hyperbaric chamber. I like my health, but I ain’t gonna go that far, you know? Michael’s health was, to him, a special, magical thing. Something worth machines.
What I think a lotta folks are feelin’ now is a regret. Not regret that a man died; no. They regret that for almost three decades they been mockin’ this guy. This guy who wrote Thriller, and PYT, and Billie Jean. You know who you are, you Michael deniers, listenin’ to your The Cure or Aerosmith. You always considered Michael’s music silly. Not serious. Lame, mainstream. “Popular.” And his life — everyone gets a kick outta’ watchin’ the mighty fall. It sells paper. It makes us feel falsely superior, from our low places. Yet now, now that he’ll never sing another note, you listen to those songs anew —ABC, I Want You Back, Beat It — and you know who he was. Michael had more talent in his little finger than any act today has among four men. Try wakin’ up tomorrow and writin’ We Are The World. See what you come up with. See if you can get Stevie and Tina to come down to the studio, along with Bruce and Billy and twenty other people who cost a whole hell of a lotta money at the time.
Michael was our music. The next time you’re out alone in your car, and Smooth Criminal comes on, it’s gonna mean somethin’ different to you. You’re not gonna change it this time. You’re gonna hear it and think to yourself, “I missed knowin’ his music in the moment.” I don’t blame The Cure. That was your call. The Cure is just out there, like car horns or people who make noise when they cry. The Cure is a choice. When we hear Michael, it is not a choice to feel the beat. It is not a choice to cock your head and straighten all the fingers on your right hand.
His story went out like a light today, and now all we have is his music. He can’t make any more mistakes.* We can’t say anything bad about him anymore.**
R.I.P., Michael. You moved more wax than anybody, player.***
-=Ray Smuckles=-
Achewood Estates, CA
June 25, 2009
* Unless there is something weird in his will.
** I wish this were true.
*** Except: The Beatles (they had a huge head start), Elvis (even bigger head start), and Bing Crosby (40-year head start, and declining super-fast).
So it's out now, anybody out there have initial impressions?
Engadget has a review up now and from some of the things I'm reading, I think I'm gonna go ahead and jump on that bandwagon, soon as I get home.
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Trying to slim down the reading material a bit, so I can read fewer more closely, rather than just skimming everybody. :-P
If you've been cut, please know there's no offense intended, probably just that we've either never met in real life yet, or we hardly ever speak (also cut a few who just never post anymore at all).
If you feel that I've accidentally cut you in error, or just would like me to still keep on reading anyway, then comment here and I will add you back.
This also does not mean that I'm opposed to adding new people either, still feel free to say hi.
Now to go fix my twitter list. :-P
If you've been cut, please know there's no offense intended, probably just that we've either never met in real life yet, or we hardly ever speak (also cut a few who just never post anymore at all).
If you feel that I've accidentally cut you in error, or just would like me to still keep on reading anyway, then comment here and I will add you back.
This also does not mean that I'm opposed to adding new people either, still feel free to say hi.
Now to go fix my twitter list. :-P
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I'd almost forgotten to mention it, but I had found out, not long ago, that one of the bullies that made my life rather hellish in grade and high school (broke my nose one time, even) was recently found dead in his rundown slum of an apartment. Heroin overdose, apparently. This after multiple sints in jail over the years, to boot.
Meanwhile, life for me is pretty awesome, I love my life. :)
Years from now, when I'm successful and happy, and he's in prison... I hope I'm not too mature to gloat. -Calvin & Hobbes
Meanwhile, life for me is pretty awesome, I love my life. :)
Years from now, when I'm successful and happy, and he's in prison... I hope I'm not too mature to gloat. -Calvin & Hobbes
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Saw it after work today, and thought it was pretty decent actually.
Exceeeeept... for about the last ten minutes or so. Way to have a perfectly good movie completely within your grasp, only to needlessly fuck it up right at the very end.
As soon as you hear them say a certain thing, yes, that does mean that they are going to do exactly what you think they're going to do about that thing. And there's absolutely nothing you can do about it, except just sit there and be angry about it. Fuck you, Terminator - Salvation, fuck you, with two middle fingers up. Go. Fuck. Yourself.
Apart from that little travesty of writing right and the end there, however, I still did think it was a pretty decent movie over all, and would recommend it. Just be prepared to grit your teeth at the finale.
Of course, the very best work in the Terminator universe, as of late, was being done by the most excellent Terminator - Sarah Conner Chronicles series.
But, I am now told that that has been cancled, and this season's edge-of-your-seat nail biting cliff hanger was the last there will be of that. Tsk, dammit.. Here's hoping maybe the Sci Fi channel might pick it up sometime. :-/
Exceeeeept... for about the last ten minutes or so. Way to have a perfectly good movie completely within your grasp, only to needlessly fuck it up right at the very end.
As soon as you hear them say a certain thing, yes, that does mean that they are going to do exactly what you think they're going to do about that thing. And there's absolutely nothing you can do about it, except just sit there and be angry about it. Fuck you, Terminator - Salvation, fuck you, with two middle fingers up. Go. Fuck. Yourself.
Apart from that little travesty of writing right and the end there, however, I still did think it was a pretty decent movie over all, and would recommend it. Just be prepared to grit your teeth at the finale.
Of course, the very best work in the Terminator universe, as of late, was being done by the most excellent Terminator - Sarah Conner Chronicles series.
But, I am now told that that has been cancled, and this season's edge-of-your-seat nail biting cliff hanger was the last there will be of that. Tsk, dammit.. Here's hoping maybe the Sci Fi channel might pick it up sometime. :-/
Blowing up the "Ticking Time Bomb" scenario
Saw it on IMAX last night, with Rex, Fal, Ethan Husky, and some of the guys from my work.
Alright, first thing's first, let's get this out of the way - OMG YES IT WAS TOTALLY AWESOME! :D
Really really great, and I would even go so far as to say, this is the very best star trek movie yet. Now... Having said all of that, I do have one tiny little science plot point bitch. Yes, I know this series already asks you to accept warp drives, beaming up, and any number of Deus Ex Machina "interphasic waves" and other such bullshit like that to get themselves out of plot corners that they've painted themselves into over the years. I'm fine with all that. Still though, this one thing was a little jarring to me.
( Warning, spoilers inside )
Anyway though, even with that nitpick, it still did not detract from my enjoyment of the movie one bit. Totally great, and a really great reboot for the series! I'll be looking forward to more from them in this new form.
Alright, first thing's first, let's get this out of the way - OMG YES IT WAS TOTALLY AWESOME! :D
Really really great, and I would even go so far as to say, this is the very best star trek movie yet. Now... Having said all of that, I do have one tiny little science plot point bitch. Yes, I know this series already asks you to accept warp drives, beaming up, and any number of Deus Ex Machina "interphasic waves" and other such bullshit like that to get themselves out of plot corners that they've painted themselves into over the years. I'm fine with all that. Still though, this one thing was a little jarring to me.
( Warning, spoilers inside )
Anyway though, even with that nitpick, it still did not detract from my enjoyment of the movie one bit. Totally great, and a really great reboot for the series! I'll be looking forward to more from them in this new form.
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Bill O'Reily gets an F in history. Again.

