I was up from 2-5. I knew at the time it was not a good idea, but there didn't seem to be much to be done about it. I read Georgette Heyer in the kitchen and ate crackers.
Natter 43: I Love My Dead Gay Whale Crosspost.
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
An article for the morning giggles: [link]
Dr. Roberts performed augmentation surgery in 2004 on Frances Foster, 63, a retiree who lives in northern Virginia. "Before I had the procedure, I had a nice bust line, but I didn't have much booty or whatever they call it today," Ms. Foster said. "It was totally flat back there."
"Now it's rounder and fuller," she said. "I'm thrilled."
I'm watching the Terry Gilliam episode of the Python retrospective. So far it's been forty minutes of non stop animation.
I had always wanted to take all the animation stuff and have it in one go, just for unholy mind-fuckedness of it, but I feared it would be unwatchable. I was surprised it worked better than I thought it would. Familiarity of the source material may be part of it, but they also made some nifty editing choices for the transitions.
That said, I wish they had also managed to include some of Gilliam's live-action appearences, because he usually took on the most shameless, appallingly embarassing secondary characters ( "I want more BEEEEEANS!!!!" )
They fight crime....
And they rock. And sometimes there's man-on-man action.
An LJ user has posted photos of a bizarre Ziggy Stardust comic where David Bowie, Mick Jagger, Freddie Mercury, Ozzy Osbourne and Batman (!) fight crime together. The commentary is priceless. >[link]Oh, and Kate Bush too. Kate sez: "Mick and Oz have called a meeting of the Council of Elders."
Ooh... I've heard of "Desert Bus."
Frank Cifaldi has uncovered a long-lost Penn and Teller video game that was never released in stores, and Waxy is hosting a torrent of it. The game involves lots of tricks, shenanigans, and genuinely weird and improbable easter-eggs, and has cameos from Lou Reed and Debbie Harry.
The most infamous part was "Desert Bus," a "VeriSimulator" in which you drive a bus across the straight Nevada desert for eight hours in real-time. Then you drive it home. Also, I'd read the bus veers to the right, so you can't just leave the joypad propped up. The rumor was that if you won the game, you got one point.
See, if I was a game programmer, I'd totally come up with games like "Desert Bus." I once wrote a text-based space game for my Radio Shack PC-1 where no matter what you'd do you'd be killed in your first move.
People thought I was strange....
See, if I was a game programmer, I'd totally come up with games like "Desert Bus." I once wrote a text-based space game for my Radio Shack PC-1 where no matter what you'd do you'd be killed in your first move.
I wrote a game for the Commodore PETs at high school that did the same thing.
I played a lot of text-based games that did the same thing, but I always thought it was me.
Heh - me too. I just assumed I was really bad at text games. Damn you wiley programmers!
View from my desk. (It didn't come out that well, but we're in the middle of a snowstorm here.)
I'm watching the Terry Gilliam episode of the Python retrospective.
I saw the end of that. Amen to the
unholy mind-fuckedness of it
Huh. Part of the nightwatch last night. And here I am with the morning team. Except can it official without Theodosia?
All retirees should have a booty if they want. Or possibly booty.
Tommy, no to 8 hours of simulated bus driving across the desert, but possibly yes to certain death, because I know you'd do it imaginatively varied with maximum gore.
Cool picture, Jess! I see Lilly Land and Conseco Fieldhouse from my window. Beyond that is the haze of southside Indy.