I’m Certain That Sex With A Redhead Will Be More Fulfilling Than Other Sex is last week’s best Onion article, methinks.
Today didn’t turn out to be that shitty at all. 5 AM panic and 8 AM traces lead to 4 PM calm. And it’s 55 freakin’ degrees out. God bless it.
today’s mantra appears to be:
“it’s gonna be a shitty day.”
tryinta get the dog to shut up, get my shit together, get my act looking semi-decent for client meeting, none of it is working. want to go…home and back to sleep. haven’t had go-home urge as strong as this in long time. nerdy i-can-just-hit-cmd-h-right thoughts.
Just had to say something about ps2.ign.com and all the rest of the sites.
ign.com publishes tons of good content about games, and that’s cool. But they’ve started publishing much of it under the “insider” section — which means you have to pay for it.
I can’t emphasize how unwilling I am to pay for content from people who don’t spend any time proofreading their shit. So much of the site is just ridiculously nonsensical. I want to mark up their reviews and send them back. With all the money they must be making (and they must be getting subscribers, right?) they could afford to hire me to edit their crap.
So, on one hand, it bums me out that I can’t read much of the content. On the other hand, I never really enjoyed reading it in the first place. The thing that really really pisses me off though, is that they are getting paid for putting out totally crappy content.
For example:
After the worldwide success of Return to Castle Wolfenstein on the PC, Activision has decided what all good publishers should do: Bring the PC game to the consoles. Activision officially told IGNPS2 today that its World War II-based first person shooter is coming home to the consoles.
What a crappy paragraph. Perhaps it was spell-checked, but obviously nobody bothered to read it over for the missing word in the first sentence, the incorrect use of the colon and/or the capitalization of the next word…
Bleh on them.
Macromedia finally announcing some updates for OS X…. Not carbonized version of Director but at least OS X compatible shockwave player. Not sure what the 8.5.1 brings to mac, but about to find out.
“I don’t know art, but I know what I like…”
I think I’m starting to define what I like by what I couldn’t personally reproduce. I’m not sure if this is a mistake or not, but I figure, more often than not, if I couldn’t have done it myself, then it must have taken some skill…not that skill necessarily = something I like. I recognize Monet’s skill but I hate his smeary-ass oil paintings a whole bunch.
And on the other hand, I can’t stand it when someone says, “I could have done that.” in discounting someone else’s art. Although those thoughts just came to mind.
The point is I’m listening to Secret Agent Radio on SomaFM and it’s absolutely the shit all the way around.
three-tined approach
cynicism is death. cynicism is cancer.
cynicism will kill you.
happy go lucky come lately johnny missed the mark
no longer on the spot
thinking like these circulars will kill you.
Grandma dream last night — we were visiting with her, back from the dead. Her hair was fuller, she was healthier, we all exclaimed how great she looked. I guess you get to be younger once you die. Or something. Found a letter from her and purposefully didn’t even look at the amount of the enclosed check. Letter was handwritten and bizarre though I don’t remember specifics. Then onto outside express with Hughes and my brother pulls up with some little boy in his car who is crying, while I am trying to discuss inheritance issues with Greg.
Keep thinking that if i was ever drafted i’d end up operating a computer for the army or something — and then i think, how funny it would be to have my primary specialty be Director Application Development. I’d be a Staff Sergeant in the 51st Division of the 103rd Multimedia Corps. We’d make propaganda mini-cds to replace the leaflets they usually drop on countries they just bombed the crap out of. Imagine how great though — fully interactive presentations detailing the history of the conflict, reasons for the current trouble, where they can find food or help, what they can do to help their country stop getting bombed…
etc. etc. the possibilities are endlessly humorous.
It blows my mind that right now, there is some very intense shit happening…. It’s ALWAYS the case, obviously, but I can just imagine the shouted orders, the tense pilots, etc. etc.
Perhaps I’m just buggin’ cuz I wanna be in one of those planes jukin and jivin and shoutin “Strike 1, Cobra 4” as I launch missile after missile into the hearts of terror.
We’re just kidding.
Check out americandesignlanguage for some neat (and some not so neat) things. Also, the daily probe has caused many a great laugh riot lately.
And I think the onion should win some sort of brass balls award for being the first to make great non-tangential humor about the whole terror deal. Kudos for breaking the ice.
I feel like I should reason with my fruit flies that the world is no longer the same one they knew when they invaded my apartment, in their act of domestic terrorism. That everything has changed with today’s events. Their presence will no longer be tolerated. I will do everything within my power to rid my apartment of their evil.