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The Next Level
October 21, 2003
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Hey buddy. I think I decided upon what I want to be for Halloween, only dammit, I forgot to ask people in my roleplaying group if they had swords I could borrow. Hm. Gonna have to wing it. And of course there is also the fallback Renaissance gown (gotta love it!), which I know I will be wearing at least once, because hey, why not? And as for the other costume, NO you do NOT get to learn what it is. If it works, there will be pictures, and you will see them. If you have proper clearance. Heh.
Anyhow... you may be saying to yourself, "gee, I really don't like how the RIAA is suing people who hardly know how to use a computer for supposedly file-sharing, and wiping out the college funds of 12-year-old girls." Well, if you are, here is a link to help those people sued unjustly by the RIAA, delivered to me by my good friend Fish. Makes you wonder, though: could the RIAA be making people hate them any more? What's next, their Strategic Puppy-Kicking Initiative? Oh no, can't get mad at them for that, it's to "protect the artists"! Somehow, apparently! Just like suing a struggling middle-class couple with four kids! My my! That's stopping "music piracy" in its tracks right there!
Enough of that. Another alert reader, Michael - a very nifty guy with whom I have many a nostalgic video-games related correspondence ::grin:: - sent me this nifty link (beware, may be slow-loading... or that might be Mozilla's problem for some reason) to an article in Electronic Gaming Monthly where they had a bunch of kids, ages 10-13, play a bunch of classic (meaning Pong to Super Mario Bros) games, and say what they thought about each. It's pretty funny to read: it makes me a little hopeful for the generation of gamers to come, but it also makes me more certain than ever that the little bastards won't know how good they've got it. Whenever I have kids, you can be sure I'm going to start them out on a Nintendo, old-skool: then later they get a Sega Genesis, then SNES, then Playstation, and so on. God only knows what they'll have going on then, that nebulous time in the future: then again, I'm betting that any offspring between Josiah and I will practically come out of the womb ready to kick some N00B ass, but yeah. Enough discussion about my womb, and children... I'm beginning to freak out here! YEEP! [she brought it up - web guy Josiah]
And? I think it's funny that they made the kids play E.T. (for the Atari) - probably the worst game ever made (or at least GameSpy thinks so). Heh. Take that, kiddies. Haha! ...Plus they say funny crap. Oh you damn kids, stop being so funny while suffering. We adult gamers demand you suffer more. Or maybe you'll be the Cool Generation or something, respectful of those who came before? Nah, I think I'll just be content with praying that they don't become moronic forum monkeys like the 15-17 year-olds of today. Bleah.
Just so you know, in case anyone feels like asking: yes, I saw the new Trading Spaces designer, "Barry." BIG disappointment. Sure, he's all handsome and nice and stuff, but he just SUCKS. I mean, unless he's installing himself as decoration, shit, to hell with your rooms, dude. Yeah, turquoise PLASTIC on the walls is a great idea... yeeeeah. ::winces:: Crap. Sure, he's not as bad as Rick Rifle (who I think I hate even more than Hildy now... because he's such a rude asshat), but dude... where do they find these people? Three new designers for Season Four, and one of them is so/so and the others suck nuts? That's not too great, TLC. Come on now. What, are you tired of making people happy? That' just not nice... you've got poor Paige Davis in there, trying to convince people - with a wearily happy smile - how maybe bright orange drapes and violent azure walls are just what you might need in your dining room? For God's sake, that woman is sweet and adorable, give her a freaking break! ::sigh:: Eh, you all know that if I had MY way, the show would be largely Vern, Genevieve, and Edward, and maybe have Laurie and Frank on now and then so I could have people to tsk at, and Doug just because he's losing his mind and becoming fiendishly weird (which I must admit I like), and his rooms are either bloody weird (see his "Prison of Love" room) or increasingly pretty
Man, what he did with a room for $50,000 (in the notorious "100 Grand" 2-hour special) fricking made me fall over with the coolness of it all. But yeah. Enough of that.
I am also watching Animal Planet's reality series "King of the Jungle," where they're putting 12 animal experts through some insane fricking tests to see which one of them gets their own little special on Animal Planet. I'm sad to be watching reality TV - a genre in which I swore I'd never enter (and hey, Trading Spaces doesn't count) - but really, I feel like this show is different. The stuff is largely about personal knowledge, charisma, and teamwork, and the decisions of the judges seem logical and justified to me, and all of the contestants seem like intelligent, likable people... which, I hardly need to tell you, is pretty rare, at least on TV, and especially on a reality show. ...Plus I am a sucker for Jeff Corwin. There's the truth. He's no Crocodile Hunter, I swear: he's clever and funny, and reminds me of my 9th grade biology teacher, whom I greatly admired and gave some of the best advice I've ever heard in my life. Yeah. And watching all this reminds me of times when I wanted to work with animals, and how badly I once wanted to intern at the Phoenix Zoo in my youth. Crazy times, I tell you.
Bah, lookit me, I've gone on so bloody long and all I've got to show for it is a pile of nostalgia as big as a musk ox. Aaaigh! Enough of that, yo. Take care and be well, and suchness.
Friend Computer Loves You,
Annie "Blue" C
But he made too many enemies
Of the people who would keep us on our knees
- Crash Test Dummies
"Peter Pumpkinhead"
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