"'m gonna establish my rule through... civil war..."

Monday
Penny Arcade
Wedlock
Am. Born Chinese
Makeshift Miracle
PvP
Too-fat

Oddjobs
Megatokyo
Cat and Girl
Life on Forbez

Tuesday
PvP
Life on Forbez
October Falls

Wednesday
Penny Arcade
Makeshift Miracle
PvP
Oddjobs
Megatokyo
Life on Forbez

Thursday
Hutch Owen
PvP
Life on Forbez

Friday
Penny Arcade
The Circle Weave
Makeshift Miracle
PvP
Oddjobs
Megatokyo
Life on Forbez

Saturday
PvP

Sunday
PvP
New Adv. of Death
Return to Sender


Weekly
Paradigm Shift
Fancy Froglin
Shuck

Biweekly
Sketchbook
Stories FTW

Other
MNFTIU


Saturday, March 23, 2002

Bangai-o. Yes indeed. Found at a pawnshop. You can kind of see the sick minds at Treasure deciding that Gunstar Heroes was all well and good, but really you should be able to fly around in a giant mech and shoot hundreds of missiles at a time. With fruit.


Friday, March 22, 2002

Oh, I also mean to post a review to the Wiki over the weekend sometime. I'll leave you in suspense as to what the review is on. I haven't actually finished the book, but I intend to.


Speaking of which: I think I'd like to try a Greg Egan novel sometime. And also maybe give Ken Macleod another try.


Got a 1998 *Year's Best SF" anthology (the Gardner Dozois edited variety) remaindered for a couple bucks. Should be fun to dig into over the next couple weeks.


Thursday, March 21, 2002

Have you ever noticed how the people living below you who practice their music at night never actually play a song? They just play random notes in succession, with no melody or rhythm. And they never stop, like they're between songs. They just keep playing constantly.


On this subject:

I was not a great Johnnie. I contributed little to most of my classes, and I can't say I had much of an impact on anyone, particularly in my junior and senior years, where I was just barely scraping along.

When I think back, though, I'm glad I went to St. John's. Part of that I think is actually due to the disappointment of discovering that St. John's made a lot of it's most "successful" students into pretentious neurotics.

I guess it's because I brought something to St. John's that was "me", and I left with it. St. John's helped me to work with it, and understand it, but it didn't chip away at it until I was Johnny Me.

I don't actually think about St. John's much nowadays. But I still think about my friends, and I still think about the Great Books. And that's a good thing.


I have this weird habit. Whenever I find some more efficient or labor-saving way of doing things, I think to myself, "Saves wear and tear on the old repulsors." This can be traced back to an issue of Iron Man I had as a kid. In it, Iron Man protects Spider-Woman from these guys the government hires to capture her (it's a long story). Iron Man takes one of them out with his chest beam, and utters the above quote. It wasn't a very good issue, actually.

I can remember this, but I can never remember where I left my keys.


Wednesday, March 20, 2002

Ok. If you want to understand why I don't read internet movie news sites anymore, click here. WARNING: very bad words, do not read at work.

Anyway. In the words of Seth, "I have no mouth, yet I must crap."


I read this funny LA Times article about an afghan psychiatrist today, but I can't find it online. I did find this, though, as a text ad on Google.


Tuesday, March 19, 2002

So it's been over a week at my new job, and I still feel like a newby, constantly looking over my shoulder to see if I've really screwed something up.

Oh well. At least I'm getting paid.


Well, the fonts are a bit off from last time but I can blog again.

I need to find something to do with this time between work and sleep that is somewhat productive. Otherwise I'll work for a year and not get anywhere. My problem is this: writing and using a computer at work all day makes me want to avoid touching either at home. And I don't really have any other goals right now.

I need goals. And stuff.


Ok. The blog is working again but comments are down. I will fix this when I get back from work. In the meantime, ponder my strange, obsessive comics sidebar, organized by day.


Monday, March 18, 2002

I'm trying to update my template but Blogger is being reticent. Egh.


I guess it isn't so much the interface as the lack of a compelling way to manipulate the content. It's all there, and it's very good, but it's delivered in kind of a bland fashion. If I'm paying for it, I kind of feel like I should be able to affect how it's delivered to me (at least in a fluid medium like the web). Ah well, it's still well worth it.


Modern Tales is pretty cool. They seem to get a couple new comics every week or so. I kind of feel like subscribing, but the lack of a decent interface has left me with a vague sense of unease. Ah, what the heck, I'll plonk down 3 dollars and try it for a month. 3 dollars- less than a wendy's value meal, you know? If I like it, I'll buy a year. If I don't, I guess I lost the chance to enjoy a delicious spicy chicken sandwich.


Pong ultraviolence. (flash required)


Sunday, March 17, 2002

It's a beautiful day today. I think I'll spend some time outside.


Hmmm. Just discovered that if I hold my shift key down and move the scroll-y wheel thingy, it scrolls more slowly. Neat.




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