August 2009
“…Everybody started having sex
The music was way too powerful
A bunch of...”
– “Boombox”, The Lonely Island feat. Julian Casablancas
Just a snippet, but holy fuck, this makes me giggle like I’m 3.
http://blip.fm/~chz6i
Oooooooh, shit.
Looks like I’m not up on the latest craze/fad/doodad/geegaw that’s sweeping the nation. Internet, lemme level with ya…I’m too damn tired to go and find out what all the hubbub is with this whisker/ear picture add-on. Suck it. Also, I’m going to take a break from having my lava lamp on for tonight. Gonna let it mellow. I am so full it’s not even funny. ...
I'm a little tired, so I don't remember where or... →
OK
That thing I said about vampires was way wrong. I changed my mind. I’m all in. I wanna be one. I was thinking about it, and specifically the party all night, sleep all day tagline they used for Lost Boys. So, hit me. Somebody bite me, or whatever the deal is these days. What? What do you mean I can’t? What the hell? It’s not real? Really?
OK. let's get this out of the way
I’m down with Vampires. I was enjoying Lost Boys while most of you were not conceived. I’m old, I know. Get over it. This whole “Twilight” spectacle is getting a bit out of control, and is now, as is the Hollywood machine-way, spawning other little vampire-let things (again. Don’t forget, everything is cyclical), like TrueBlood (sp)? Let it go. No, I have not...
Dear...
Last night I was cruising around teh interwebz, generally minding my own business, when I happened upon a Facebook friends’ post. Let’s call him Chuck. Post in question was a link to a vid depicting a stop-motion caricature of…let’s say domestic un-bliss. A husband and wife duo having a tete a tete where unfriendly things are said, drinking is involved and accusations are...
STILL...
…not in the top 50,000 blogs. WTF? I’m typing as fast as I can, about semi-relevant shit…why… oh, interwebz, pleez validate my existence. *falls in a crumpled heap, emo-style* The TORTURE. Gaaaaaaaah.
Dude
there is absolutely nothing on the internet tonight. Everything feels like a re-run. Blargh. And I was all fired up. Fail.
ACK!
I’m missing some key gene that gives me the basic ability to make pictures fit into my blog. Too many widgets, whatnots, and doo-dads. Buttons and switches, I’m O.K. with, ethereal interwebz controls not so much. Yet.
This is...
a diorama over the sink at my old place. There is actually a much bigger scene than what is going on here. It is, of course, Greedo in a pickle at the Mos Eisley Spaceport, Tatooine. Photo credit Galit Rodan.
I wanted to call this blog...
“The Real Deal” because I pride myself on being diplomatic, yet no-bullshit. However, my name is not Bill McNeill, nor would it be any good without Phil Hartman reading it aloud.
An over-caffeinated friend tarts up a colouring...
Well, isn't that a kick-ass way to start your day →
Usually when I get up in the morning, the coffee prep is priority 1, followed by the bathroom visit (while coffee is making itself. Multitasking is key in the morning) Today, however, something urged me to my computer before even leaving the room. This is rare, so I knew it had to be for a good reason. It was. This is a geeky car thing, btw, so non-car freaks can go about your business now.
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The Value of Legos →
jingc:
Our economy has been over-reliant on us borrowing too much money to buy 500,000 tonne shiploads of throwaway junk and, now, perhaps, is the time for us all to learn to play well once more, to learn the value of lasting things and, above all, of making things, so that in the future we can make and mend for ourselves rather than expect poor people in poor countries to churn out lazy,...
Facebook friend-pic theft
via not telling
Wowzerz
That last post about the PS3 was pretty messed. Whatever. I’m admittedly still quite a noob at this shit. Plus, I just had to get it out there.
Anyway, I just saw a satellite, which I will assume grants me the same wishing powers as the first star of the evening (which is usually a planet; Venus, if I’m not mistaken) Not saying what the wish was, because then it will become null...
wOOt
August 18, 2009 12:50 PM PDT
Sony officially announces $299 PS3 Slim
by David Carnoy
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(Credit: Sony)
Updated at 3:15 p.m. PDT with GameSpot’s video unboxing
(via CNet)
WatchCan’t believe I didn’t dig this up before. It’s Blomkamps’ short that is the basis for District 9, which is easily the best movie I’ve seen this year. Maybe you’ve heard of it.
Is it wrong to just be in love with the chassis? I don’t think so, slap some tires on there, and let’s hit the track. Body panels and doors just slow you down, anyway.
(Via Jalopnik)
Ahem.
Oh Yeah. (EDIT. And by “Oh yeah” I don’t mean, Hey I had forgotten about this. I mean: Oh Yeah)
snuggie… the next generation →
Not in any way is this correct. To me, it’s a mix of Koatu from Total Recall, with a smidgen of the “tumor” from Hellboy2, all wrapped up in recycled pop bottles.
Hibernation toolkit will now be complete. Prepare... →
Tumblarity. What?
I’m up 3 points. WooHoo! I don’t care. Actually, I feel bad. All I did was re-blog an established blogger, and voila: a tiny slice of cred. That’s not right. Fuck your +3, Tumblr. I feel like I’m getting graded on everything, what with all the followers, subscribers, and hits, and so on. Crap. I think the golden rule of blogging should apply now more than ever. If...
I mostly agree. Although, I would lean towards the...
molls:
I’ve had someone in my life recently who is not a friendly person. They are not unfriendly in the way that I sometimes feel I’m being unfriendly. They are not an aloof person, they are not a terribly quiet person, they don’t seem all that shy. They are just… unfriendly. Unaware of how to speak to people. Not aware of how mean they sound at times. They are noticeably frosty when conversing...
251 views? This cannot go unnoticed. This reminds... →
right off the bat
So, it’s blog time. Immediate-like, tumblr is telling me what to do. Not frickin likely, interwebz. As soon as I figger this thing out, it’ll look purty. Not today.